Oliver Jay Novels & Stories

Andres just stared, unreadable as ever. Olivia stepped into the room, trailed by two servers. She froze when she spotted her father. “Olivia,” Jared began, switching to Serbian as he pulled her into a hug. “You’re letting my princess work?” he asked, turning to Oliver. “Not exactly,” Oliver replied smoothly. “She wanted to, so I allowed it. Keeps her happy.” “Good answer, Oliver,” Jared said, his tone firm but playful. “I’ve got four boys and her. She’s the jewel.”

Oliver was very oblivious to what I noticed. I just decided to shrug it off and look forward to the anticipated fun of today. So I'm presently touching up my face for the show tonight, while Oliver is already fully dressed and sitting on the bed waiting for me, as he looked through his phone. He looked really eidible tonight. He always did though, but the casual jeans and Denim jacket he wore tonight made him look bad ass. And his hair came falling down his face, looking slightly wet, showing he just came out of shower.

Jessica and I were up first—and thanks to her height advantage over Jenny, we won the round. “Sorry, Paul,” Jenny said. ”I’m not very good at this.” “Or very tall,” Paul laughed. ”No worries.” I was quietly watching my ex when someone—braver than most—nailed me in the head with a ball. “Dude,” Brian called out. He was the only one bold enough. ”You’re supposed to be marking the edge.” “I am,” I said. ”Aren’t I standing right here?” “You’re hopeless, Jay,” he laughed.

replied Holly. "Ahh... the famous Ivy May drones, I presume. This gets interesting." said Oliver, turning his attention back to Don Krauser and his crew. "So, back to my question, Don Krauser, do you still want to call my distant relative Don Charles?" asked Oliver. "Wait, what? Distant relative?" asked Don Krauser in shock. "It's a good thing we are here in the forest, away from prying eyes and ears." said Oliver. "That's right, Don Krauser. My real name is Oliver Smith. Don Charles Smith is my distant relative."

Oliver found his voice to say, and surprisingly, it was steady. "Hey!" Jayden smiled. "And before you say anything, I want to say congratulations on your engagement to Miss Garcia, and I am sorry for not making it to the after-party like I thought I would." Oliver shook his head. "No, man, there is no need to apologise; I should have come sooner, but after arrival, I had to get checked, and a few other things came up." He rambled off, paused, and then asked. "How are you feeling in all this?"

" Elder Jayden, who is both the oldest and the noblest of all the elders, explained all of these things to me in detail. He is the one who stated all of these things to me. My dad gave me a quick look the instant that elder Jayden mentioned Oliver, and I was able to decode what he meant for me to do, which was to keep my cool with everything. I also got the impression from the way he was acting that he was aware of Oliver's plan to challenge for the position of alpha before it took place. Everyone who was seated around the table of the decision was taken aback when I broke into an extremely friendly smile in the middle of their collective anticipation for my response to the situation as a wh

Oliver lazily leaned on the sofa, chatting with Olivia and Joey. Joey asked him about the situation online. Unable to hold back, Oliver complained about Lindsay. Finally, he downed a glass of wine, exclaiming, "I've never been so embarrassed, all thanks to my dear sister."

Oliver said coldly. "So.. sorry..oli....verrr..."Hailey stuttered. "Come now"Oliver said and hanged up. Oliver is a rival of Viper, they're both sworn enemies. Hailey is one of his mobsters who he use as a s*x toy. He can't get his mind of the girl he met on the road which is actually Stella ,thinking about her make him aroused. "Fuckkk...what are you doing to me"He lamented. *** On the other side Ivy was happy cause Viper chased Ava away. She was actually jealous.

"If I win again, it's not going to do us any good. He's still going to want revenge and honestly, I don't care about winning. I just want this to be done with." The guys were quiet for a while thinking until finally, Jayden spoke. "I get what you're saying, but look at it this way. Oliver is a really smart guy; I'm going to give him that, so he's going to figure out that you're throwing the match. He wants to beat you to prove that he's better than you, if he wins and he finds out that you let him win, he's not going to like that. That won't give him the victory he needs."

“And there’s more. Pictures of me. Of my mom. From years ago. You’ve been watching me. Before you ever moved in. Before you ever spoke to me.” His mouth opens slightly, but no sound comes out. My voice shakes, but I press on. “You knew me, Oliver. Before I ever knew you. You didn’t just show up in my life. You inserted yourself into it.” Still nothing. I step forward. “Who is he?” Oliver swallows. Then: “That man in the photo...” He takes a shaky breath. “That’s my father.” The world goes still. I blink. He lowers his gaze to the floor. “His name was Lawrence Maddox. He was a businessman. Wealthy. Polished. Charismatic. Everyone loved him.” A bitter smile touches his lips, then vanishes. “Ex