Oliver Jay Novels & Stories

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.

Keyleth stayed a seat after father’s, occupying the farthest chair, and leaving the one closest to me. Fucking great. “Oliver,” Father's voice carried a tone of authority. Deep and commanding. His arms extended to the wolven beside him, “ Meet Reuel Jalara. The Alpha of the Skylarron pack.” My gaze flew to the red haired wolven seated beside him. He too, carried an atmosphere of authority. His ember eyes locked on mine and I noticed his jaw tighten as he looked me over. A slight nod of his head in my direction, that he acknowledged my strength and my physical features, was the only thing he gave away. “You are a fine young man, Oliver.” Alpha Reuel stretched his hands, offering a hand shake.

was just a friendly face. "Not at all Jayden. Pull up a chair..." Olivia told him, and he sat down beside me, his arm brushing against mine. As we chatted, I couldn't help but steal glances at Jayden. He was still as gorgeous as ever, with his chiseled features, hazel eyes and black hair that falls right on his eyes. But my heart remained unaffected, a testament to how much Christian had captured my emotions. "...and then I told him I wasn't interested in getting back together," Olivia said giggling. "The look on his face was hilarious!!"

Collin couldn't resist wave to her, once Marvin saw her he waves at her too. "Mr. Halston, can you step into my office." "Good morning, Mr. Reid." "Good morning, Marvin. I'll be with you in a few minutes." "yes, Sir. I'll be waiting." Collin stood in front of the desk. Olivia's father's eyes dart over to Collin like he is some kind of alien from out of space. “So I understand you're from New York, and you're a jeweler.” "Yes, Sir. I've been dealing in jewels for 5 years."

Oliver shouted Oliver was standing at the stairs on the second floor, enraged after seeing those people downstairs. She had just dialed 911 when she noticed the man standing in front of the crowd. “Zayden Collins!” Oliver’s eyes widened in surprise, and she set her phone down. Oliver quickly relaxed. “I have always remembered the deal I made with you back then,’ she said, as slowly as she walked down the stairs, “but how come you seem to have forgotten it yourself?”