Oliver The Promised Neverland Novels & Stories

I watched the interaction between them with a slight curve at the corner of my lips. Holding the lead rope around her neck, I led her out of the stable. Leaving her with Stella, I walked back into the stable, spotting Aaron in front of a brown horse, holding out a half-bitten apple to it. I arched a brow, walking towards them. The horse naturally spotting me before the stable boy. “Lord Oliver,” he stumbled snapping his gaze to mine, his arm still held out towards the horse. “How many times do I need to remind you to just call me Oliver?”

It hurt like hell, but he made no sound as the boy said, “You can feed them that one, ‘cuz I got this one.” “Careful,” Julian murmured, watching the boy. “I gots it,” Oliver said matter-of-factly, though he clearly didn't. He started walking toward the back of the estate, leaving a trail of kale behind him like Hansel and Gretel with breadcrumbs. At the rate the boy was going, none of it would actually make it to the pond. “Here,” Julian said, struggling slightly as he opened the second bag. “Let’s trade.” Oliver shrugged like it wasn't a big deal, but he traded bags anyway before heading toward the water. “Come on, I’ll show you!”

I replied. “Is that a threat?” Oliver shot at me. “It’s a promise,” I said with a smirk. “Anyways, what I want from you is simple. I’m not asking for much,” “I’m dying to hear what you want that you don’t already have,” Oliver replied, his voice as cold as his eyes. “Very simple Oliver,” I said. I walked away for a few minutes and returned with a document, dropping it on his lap. “What’s this?” He asked.

Olive pushed her chair back slightly and turned to Raymond with a thoughtful smile. “Raymond,” she said, “I’d really love to see an amusement park. Just to have a little fun before tomorrow.” Raymond — whom she affectionately called "remote" now and then — raised a brow in surprise but smiled back. “You want to go today?” Olive nodded, her eyes glowing with a little spark of childlike excitement. “Yes. Just for a few hours.” Raymond looked at his watch, then back at her. “Alright. But only if you promise not to get too tired — we have a long day ahead of us tomorrow.”

With a groan, I settled back down, curling up on the bed or table or whatever this thing was that I was lying on. "I'm still thirsty," I said, gesturing for the cup of water he'd put down for me earlier. He nodded and handed it to me, staying close as I took another few sips. God... It was hard not to down it all in one go. "My name is Oliver, by the way. But most people call me Olli," he announced with a proud smile. I nodded, unimpressed. "That's great. And what are you? An exploited child actor? Some important person on the crew's kid?"

I add, my voice cracking as I finally say out loud what we should’ve said long ago. Oliver stands up from his chair, and I instinctively shrink back, protectively covering my belly. "I’m not going to hurt you. Please… just let me come closer," he begs, glancing at me, then at the guards, who are already surrounding him. "Only if you promise that after this, we’ll never see each other again." "I promise." "All right." I give a small wave to the guards, signaling them to let him approach. After a few tense seconds, they step back.

“I didn’t plan on coming, but they sent me an email early this morning to let me know about the conference.” I didn’t know if he was telling the truth or not, and quite frankly, I didn’t care. We continued to walk in silence, before Andrew spoke up. “That amusement park has finally opened up. The one you promised you’d take Oliver to? What’s it called?” “Funland,” I said dryly. Oliver had been so excited at the prospect of a new amusement park close to our home, he’d been practically bouncing off the walls. I’d promised to take him as soon as it opened up.

warned Trevor. Oliver nodded, maybe he should bring it back, but being in her presence he just wanted her to love him, want him, like he wanted her. They both dived into the water after her, swimming to the shore. Raven looked upland, lights were shinning bright in the distance. “Let me scout ahead and get a lay of the land,” offered Oliver. “How do we know you’re not going to set a trap?” “I killed two wolves for you last time,” replied Oliver, she really hated wolves, although she didn’t feel that way with Alvin…

Todd immediately crouched down, trying to cover the red cord with his hands. "N-Nothing…" Rachel's face darkened, her gaze turning razor-sharp. "Where's the charm bracelet I asked you to hold onto? Give it to me." Todd looked away guiltily, unable to meet her eyes. "Rachel, it's just a charm bracelet. I—" "I'm only going to say this one last time. Give it to me." She stared at him, a storm brewing in her eyes.

Oliver asks looking at Nelson. “Too many.” Nelson says walking away from the car. I look to Oliver for some guidance and he smiles. “Do I just follow him?” I ask confused. I honestly don’t know what’s going on. Oliver made all these promises to help find a car and he knows the best place to find one. But he’s barely helping me right now. I need him to pint me to the car and say this is the one for you. “He likes you; he’s not going to sell you a bad car. You’re in good hands here.” He says and I’m confused even more. He’s not helping at all.