Oliver James Booktok Novels & Stories

- she says and I nod my head turning around wrapping my arms around her naked body “Olivia can help you” - I tell her and she takes a deep breath and closes her eyes “You will be okay love” - I say and she looks up at me. “Can I ask you something?” - she says stepping away from me and grabbing my T-shirt from the floor and putting it on. “Yeah?” “What’s gonna happen to James?” - she asks and I growl “He left” - I say “You can’t turn your back to your brother” - she tells me and I start pacing

She flings her arms around my neck and reaches up to kiss me, then she looks at James. He shakes his head, "It's from Michael, not me. I'm not even sure what this is all about." And I'm not going to tell you. This is mine.... She settles into an armchair, knees curled up, leafing through the pages of 'The Thousand and One Nights' looking at the pen and ink drawings and the colour plates, her expression rapt. I think we can call that a success.... "Nibbles, anyone?" I ask. Charlotte nods and returns her attention to the book. James grunts a 'Yes'. And as I stroll through to the kitchen, in search of bread and olives, I find myself humming.

“He knows how the place works, and has seen things he shouldn’t have seen at a young age. He’s been suppressing his desire which leads to some rebellious acts, but he can’t run away from himself. He can say he doesn’t want it. He can refuse all he wants.” “You seem to know Caleb more than I do.” “What I’m saying is, if he happens to know about what happened to us, that might help him accept himself and let go of his worries.” “You think Caleb is into this thing also?” He softly laughed, “He’s like a volcano sleeping, Cassie. I worry about your friend.” He knows about Sasha? As Jake and I stepped foot inside Amythest, I couldn’t deny the jolt of excitement running through me. As we made our w

I actually starting to feel happy forgetting I was born with the most unlucky star in the world. My mom hates me, my very own sister would throw a party if I die, my dad left me alone in this world to deal with them both without even leaving something I can rely on and now the job I'd started to love so much is walking away from me and as usual I can't defend myself. I'm stuck and no one can help me. I hate this world, I really do and all I want to do right at this moment is to just die. "I'm sorry Gabriella, but you're fired." Liam mutters calmly and those were the last words I hear before the whole world went jet black around me and I could feel myself falling into a deep slumber.

As for James, I would figure out how best to deal with him later. I hurried toward them just in time and called out her name. “Olivia.” She turned to meet my gaze, this time not looking away as before. That alone was a good start. “What do you want?” she asked, and I practically flinched at her words. Hadn't Becky told her everything? “I came to….” “She doesn't need any explanation from you. Just leave already; your presence pisses me off,” James blurted. I clenched my jaw in rage but held back my expression.

Luca… “Keep an eye and listen in on their conversations, make sure if it starts to get heated, you are close, I don’t trust her not to attempt something and call it an accident.” I said to the guard He had informed me they got to the restaurant just now, Olivia is trying, she is becoming a stronger version of herself, she has a strong willful wolf and gabby will do anything to stomp on that. Make her think I am the bad person, every thought made me realize how much I wanted to kill her, yet I can’t, Olivia still cares for her, she may not say it, she does, you can’t just hate someone you have known all your life, even before you were born.

He cooked his head sideways anticipating an answer, upon seeing me quiet he continued “Oliver never ever put yourself down,you are worth a lot and more. Don't think you aren't worthy of someone, people don't define you and you are a work of art on your own” I looked at him in shock, this was the first time someone spoke to me like that. He looked back at me and nodded “thank you” I whispered knowing he had to get back to his duties, I nodded back A few hours later as I lay on my bed thinking about all Russell said earlier on, I decided to call my dad “Oliver? Whatsup champ” dad asked cheerfully. I thought about it a second more before coming out openly “Dad, I don't want to come back to Alab

When she was gone, the office felt larger and less useful. I turned the photos facedown—as if the backs held simpler stories. They didn’t. I slid them into my bag and switched off the lights. In the dark glass, I saw two Olivias: the one who conquered this city and the one who walked out of a mine with blood on her boots and her children in her arms. Both were true. Neither knew how to sleep. My phone vibrated. A single text from a number I could dial blind: I won’t come up again. I’ll stand at the door if you ask.