Oliver The Promised Neverland Novels & Stories

(Daddy, don't forget what you promised me). Oliver was still hard at work on his sea bass. "Inglese," (English). "Scusi," (Sorry). "Don't forget what you promised me." "Promised you what, piccola?" "You promised me gelato e una bambola." "Inglese." "Scusi. You promised me ice cream and a doll." Alice and Dan laughed at the sight of their granddaughter mixing up the two languages. They were just so relieved to see her this happy. "Did I?" Oliver dabbed at his mouth with his napkin and sipped his gewürztraminer. "I don't remember promising any of that sort."

"Yeah. That’s her." Lily turned her attention to Oliver, who had been watching curiously. She tilted her head, studying him as though trying to size him up. "Who are you?" Oliver stood taller, puffing his chest with importance. "I’m Olli. And this is my mommy." He pointed proudly at me. I crouched down, smiling warmly. "Hi, sweetheart. I used to live here too, when I was little like you." Her eyes went wide. "Really? You’re an orphan too?"

He smiled a knowing grin that made my blood run cold. "It matters not how you feel about the situation my dear. Per the agreement between your mother and King Elirond many moons ago you are in fact the property of the Kingdom of Astraea. You, Calliope Silverthorne, are the promised child to the crown." My breathe went still as I processed his words. "Clara made a trade, your life for her freedom and we have come to collect". What did he mean I was the promised child? Did he just say my mother sold me? Where the hell is Astraea? And why did he say my last name my silverthorne? None of this makes any sense. I was starting to lose focus, whether it be from the freezing cold box I was in or the

Oliver declared, crossing his arms against his chest and raising his head high. I bit my lower lip to not laugh aloud. "Okay, young man. I know I have sinned and wronged you both, so for that, I sincerely apologise. Please, forgive me. And moving forward I assure and promise you that we will be a one big happy family with no secrets." He extended his hand towards us with a love-filled smile. I placed my hand on his followed by a beaming Oliver. "It's a promise and I love you both," Oliver announced, making our hearts melt. Asher and I exchanged a glance and then we did a group hug.

Eight hundred years is a long time and Oliwen loves Olivia like his daughter. Pure looked at Oliwen and Olivia. She knows that Olivia can’t die, but she didn’t say anything. She wanted Oliwen to take care of Olivia more. Now, Oliwen only focused on Olivia. He will trade everything for Olivia to get better. possibly due to Oliwen's perseverance that Olivia recovered much earlier than the others. Oliwen was so delighted. Olivia looked at all the adults around her, they were all several hundred thousand years older than herself, the little girl was startled.

"Promise they can't get me?" "I promise," Lake said. "Baby, I swear to you, I will never let anyone hurt you again. Never." It was a promise Lake couldn't really keep—the world was too dangerous, too unpredictable. But Ollie seemed to believe it, seemed to need to believe it. He slumped against Lake again, his small body going slightly less rigid.

He hovered above her, his caramel eyes now a smouldering fire. Olivia gulped deeply. What had she gotten herself into? “You are in for a hell of a ride, sweetheart,” Nero promised in a voice thick with lust and desire.

Oliver had promised Scar that he would be able to find her if anything happened to her. And he never had since. He felt a little bit of guilt for that, but he could not help it. It was hard to sneak out when he had their parents always kept an eye out for him to see if he was slipping in portraying himself as ‘normal’ to the world and his friends.

Olivia::"Ok , now say.I am excited." John:"“I promise to be your best friend. To have your back no matter what. To let you fight your own battles, but will tap in when you need help. I promise to share the covers and make sure I leave some hot water for you. To love your family as if they were my own. To not make you go to Disney world for every vacation. I promise to try new experiences as long as it doesn’t have cheese on it. To hold your hand every chance I get. I promise to defend you to others, even if you are wrong. I promise to put your happiness before mine.”

I said "Sure," they said and grabbed their laptops we started tipping and Oliver stopped "He's in Italy," Oliver said "And his wife is in Europe," El said "Okay, we need real proof about this," Oscar said "Oliver where is the son?" I asked while tipping "I thought you were finding that out," he said shaking his head and then started tipping again "He's in Los Angeles," Oliver said "Fuck Ralph call Jax or Caleb make sure they're okay," I said and started tipping faster