Oliver Thredson Mga Nobela at Kwento

Sir Miller chuckled. Thorne said, "I heard that you were quiet and oblivious to the outside world. But seeing you today, I realize that the rumors were wrong." Sir Miller smiled and said nothing. Thorne added, "I was Thorne, surnamed Brown. I had the same family name as Olivia." Sir Miller's body shook violently. Thorne's pupils contracted, “Do you know Olivia?" "I don't know..." Sir Miller blurted out. "Don't know her? Haha, Olivia is your son Robert's girlfriend. How could you not know?" Thorne said aggressively.

Isaac obediently turned off the screen as he enjoyed a mouthful of grapes delivered to him by a beautiful woman, bewildered by the question. "Setting aside the fact that she is the illegitimate daughter of the Watson family, she is also your dumb nephew Adrian's ex-girlfriend, a woman he discarded like a toy. In the future, you won't be able to escape the mockery of those Windsor family clowns," Oliver sneered. Oliver was the third son of the Windsor family, born to the legitimate wife. He was supposed to hold power within the Windsor family and possess the enormous Windsor Group business empire. However, rumors of his attempted murder ten years ago and his present state of frailty and illne

What about Olivia? ***

"You'll be an easy target." Liam smiled gently. "He isn't after me." "He's after what's in your hand." Emma's eyes filled with tears. "That's exactly why I can't let you do this." He gently touched her cheek. "If we stay here..." "...we all die." Oliver stepped forward. "You're not doing this alone." Liam looked at him. "You've already sacrificed enough." Oliver smiled sadly. "I've spent twenty-five years hiding." "It's time I started fighting." Before anyone could stop him, Oliver picked up a broken piece of metal from the ground and threw it toward the opposite side of the mountain.

Even after everything that went down three years ago, I couldn't wrap my head around it. Oliver was the worst of the worst. He may have worked for bigger fish, but he had been there – second in command to Silas, A leader for Orion, He had ordered the attack and killing of Kellen's parents. Held a primary role in kidnapping not only Lamia but also Kellen.

I can't even begin to imagine what he is feeling or thinking right now but I imagine huge amounts of hate and grief are on top of it all and yet, here he is helping Nick with my problems and he even took the time to check on me and held his anger back enough to be able to make a joke with Nick. I never got to meet Opal but from the little I have heard she sounds like she was an incredible girl and already I know that Tony is pretty amazing and the thought of him losing her like he did breaks my heart. I know second-chance mates are somewhat rare but I hope he gets given one, one day. He never got to experience the bond, not really, and yet I can tell that he would be an incredible mate and f

Westley's words shocked everyone in Jordan's team. Oliver's expression changed slightly, but he still forced a smile. "Jordy never mentioned that she was married..." "We've been married for over three years..." Jordan became anxious and stomped on Westley's foot. "Shut up!" Even though Westley had been avoiding Jordan for those three years, When he heard the name "Oliver," Westley still had someone investigate him. Oliver came from a scholarly family and had a clean personal life aside from his career, he appeared to be someone who could be trusted for a lifetime.

Lorenzo suddenly said my name in a dark tone, and I pulled myself together, knowing I had to wake up and act. My attention went to the older man who pinned me with a strange look. “A very beautiful Omega, no doubt.” He smiled like he was relaxed, but I felt like I was standing in front of a dangerous snake. “I’m Patriarch Leandro Vasiliev. If you get tired of your Alpha’s bad mood, you’re welcome in my pack.” He said it like it was a joke, and Lorenzo answered with a low, dangerous warning growl that made my skin go tight.

Anything to stop this terrifying downward spiral. He snatched the phone back up, his finger hovering over Avery’s contact name again. He needed to make her understand the depth of his pain. He had to make her pay. Oliver brought the phone up to his ear, his finger poised to redial. He stared at the contact photo of Avery’s smiling face and felt a sudden, sharp clarity amidst the whiskey haze. He realized that the only person responsible for his humiliation was Ashton Knight, and Avery was Knight’s most protected asset.

Had they not done that, it would be my brother Ronan sitting in this office. Ronan would have been a great Alpha had our parents stuck with tradition, but luckily, he always knew that I’d be the Alpha of the Crimson Snow Pack and never harbored any resentment towards me about it. Quite the opposite in fact – he’s proud of his big sister, boasting about me whenever he can, to anyone who will listen. I had originally thought that I’d make him my Beta and name our youngest brother Dax as the Gamma. But as time went on, Ronan realized that he wasn’t interested in a pack leadership role. No, he had his eyes set on something bigger – being involved in wolfpack politics at the national level. He st