Oliver Oken Novels & Stories

Never would she have thought that four years later, he would once again ruin everything she had for another woman. Unforgivable! Absolutely unforgivable! “Oliver James?” John was completely lost. He looked at Olivia confused. “Liv, who’s Oliver?” Hearing that, Olivia snorted. “Stop acting, John. You’re not good at it.” Oliver was an assistant director of Freeman Group’s overseas company. As CEO of the Freeman Group, how could John not know who he was? Who would even believe that? “I told you, as long as Hera doesn’t harm Lyla or anyone around me, I wouldn’t go looking for trouble with her. Was it really necessary to harm Fred for her like this?”

Ten Years Later: London Crime Scene "Mr. Raverton, for you," Olliver Raverton, at mere 27 was one of the most revered scientists in England. Tall, curly dark hair, pale, smooth skin, high cheek bones probably the envy of most Hollywood actors, Olliver had grown into a handsome and attractive young man. His love for chemicals and experiments had only grown further and he was now working with top pharmaceutical manufacturers to improve all sorts of medications.

“So he’s a bonehead with a military buzzcut who probably jerks off to his own medals at night. Really fucking great, Dad.” I knew I was being difficult, but I was never going to let some stupid shit head act as my babysitter. “I don't know why you have to be so vulgar and sarcastic, Isla. Anyway, his name is Oliver Kane. He is thirty years old and the best in the business.” He pressed a button on his desk phone. “Send him in.” The door opened behind me, and heavy footsteps sounded across the floor, stopping a few feet away. “Mr. Moretti,” a deep, clipped voice said.

“Oliver took that course last year. Almost turned him into a tree-hugging pacifist.” I snorted, sparing a glance at my messy notes before turning back to the equations we were supposed to solve. “I think I’ve gotten more than half of these trajectories wrong.” “You did,” a dazed voice from above me said. I looked up just as Oliver Kensington snatched my scroll. He quickly pressed it against a stone pillar and began frantically scratching out my work with a piece of charcoal. “I’ll fix the path for you.” My jaw went slack as I watched him scribble down new—likely perfect—answers before handing the scroll back to me.

Ryan breathes gently, calm and soothing, "then I support whatever you think we should do now, darling." "Oh, come on," Olivera says tauntingly. "You are so dense, sweetheart, it's laughable. You listen to that lying, son-of-a-bitch? He is just trying to cover the atrocities of the elders and I can't honestly believe that you would fall for any of it. You're just a spoiled Luna in her pretty palace, content with the death of her subordinates."

Oliver recognized the familiar face that smirked at them, and he clenched his fists. "What’s your ex doing here? Lisa?" She scoffed as she caught sight of him. "Maybe he's here to meet his first ex-girlfriend. Who knows?" Owen rubbed his eyes and sighed. "I just want to watch two people fucking themselves right now." He drained the glass in one go. Baka smirked, balancing his hands on his spread legs. "I can arrange that for you. I mean, they’re everywhere here—except in one room where it would just be you and them."

The great advantage as a wolf was that wounds could heal up themselves. “Ooh totally forget about that I guess I'm quite the unlucky one” he said bitterly. I had no idea what he meant and I wasn't ready to ask either. Derick seemed a little relaxed, “What's your name?” he asked suddenly. "And where are you from? What pack?" My heart pounded in my chest. I had to think fast. “My name is Olivia,” I replied smoothly, forcing myself to meet his look. “I'm from the Silver Moon Pack.” I lied, I didn't have a pack after all so I had to think of something

“B*tch! If she dares to do this to me, I won't let her go easily.” At this moment, Oliver’s eyes seemed to be filled with poison, sinister and fierce. Looking at her crazy look, Kailey sneered in her heart. Oliver’s cousin was Primo, the leader of the black marketer. It was said that they had a good relationship. In this way, Oliver would certainly go to her cousin and vent her anger in front of him. Kailey had seen this method of the black market. In this way, Renea's Innocence would be destroyed, or she would be beaten up and become crippled.

“Are you serious? Do you want to know what my name is? Do you not watch television? I couldn’t believe what I was seeing in front of me. “ I watch the news,but I’ve never seen such a face on the television.” Lena stated as her gaze was fixated on Gray,not minding me. I couldn’t believe there was someone that didn’t know about me in the world. Is she pretending not to have seen the news of me being engaged. I clear my throat and answered. “ Of course, I am Oliv James.” “ Have you ever design before?” “Certainly not.” She replied as she gently swung her hair into side.

He said this and smiled at Adom. Adom just wanted to hug him. He was way too good for this world. He felt the tension and his nerves leave his body, and he laughed lightly. He could breathe again. “I'm so lucky to have you around. I had a reason not to tell anyone. Uhm. I'm an omega."Adom continued. “and? Is that a bad thing? I think omegas are the strongest gender there is.” Jack said, scooted closer to Adom, and put his hand on his shoulder.