Oliver Thredson Novels & Stories

I still hold all the alpha meetings here like my father did. Walking over to the shower, I cut it on while waiting for the water to warm up before stepping in. I chose my beta when I was 17, which is my best friend Creed. My gamma is his brother Ryan, I don’t have a delta yet, I’m not sure I will. Creed does an amazing job, he is also my strongest warrior. He trains the males in the pack while his mother Subrina trains the female wolves. My gamma does all my running when I’m either too busy to or I just don’t want to. Otherwise they both help with every decision I make. Now, I know I said I was alone in all this, even though I do have them I still feel alone. Stepping into the shower washing

" A man was hurrying toward them. He was a tall man. There was snow on his head and his black jacket. It was obvious that he rushed over here. That was another man Olivia had only ever seen on television, Linus Heath—the commander of the country's army, air force, and navy. He was around Ethan's age. He walked over with a cold and vicious demeanor. Then, Olivia turned to look at Krystal. She wondered how the two of them could even be related. Yale looked away guiltily under Linus' gaze. On the other hand, Olivia was completely unfazed. She said with a smile, "I'm relieved to hear you say that, Mr. Heath."

"No problem, as long as you don't teach me how to draw." Jane Hilton's mouth twitched. When did you ever learn how to draw from me? But they exchanged knowing smiles and went about their own business. Oliver Thomas was born into a family steeped in artistic ambiance. His father was a renowned violinist, while his mother was a famous dancer. His father exuded the refined elegance typical of southern gentlemen, while his mother was graceful and delicate, like a bird—then, they gave birth to a towering muscular man who is 1.85 meters tall.

I could tell, it wouldn't take so long before she starts crying. "You know I don't really have a rapport with Oliver. So why would you make such a decision!?" "But Matt is married" Dad referred to Oliver's older brother. "I know Dad, but there is still Justin, and we are really great friends" I replied, quite hopeful that I would be able to excape the horror of getting married to Oliver. But I was soooo damn wrong. "Well Oliver is the only available one. William told us Justin is dating someone, and it would be unfair to destroy his relationship for a matter that has an alternative"

He could only moan as he realized he was about to die. Rozi had suddenly appeared within the enemies’ ranks. Her silver sword emitted a rainbow glow as it cut through them. In less than a minute, all those who had been lying in ambush were annihilated. Oliver’s group heaved a sigh of relief after seeing their enemies fall one by one. They were gasping heavily from the pressure on their psyche. After everything was over, Adrian signaled toward Cian and the others to help Oliver’s group. Oliver sprang to his feet when he saw Adrian. "I never thought I'd meet you in a place like this, sir. My name is Oliver Aero, and I'm the person in charge of the Mount Gremont Railway."

“Yeah, it’s sad that she uses her gift in such a selfish way. I’m just glad I don’t drink. Otherwise I probably wouldn’t have been able to stop.” “More of a man than me, I’d say.” Oliver’s face lit up with a sudden idea. He reached out his hand to James. “Let’s start over, shall we? Oliver Burton of London.” James chuckled softly. “James Olympia of . . . Albuquerque, New Mexico.” “I see the possibility of a good friendship in our future.” “Yeah.” He nodded. “Me too.”

Oliver's voice cut through the crowd like a knife, breaking the spell of my moment of triumph. "Ladies and gentlemen, may I have your attention?" he called, all eyes turning to him. "I'd like to make a toast to my half-brother, the groom. " I felt my heart sink as I realized what was coming next . Oliver had always had a competitive streak. He seemed to take pleasure in putting me down, using every opportunity to undermine me. It was a game to him, one that he was determined to win at all costs. He was a constant threat, one that I had to be on guard against at all times...

He looked proud when he took my hand behind him and pulled me under his arm. “After many years of praying for this moment, I am proud to introduce all of you to your Luna. Helena.” He smiled at me, but I couldn’t smile. Silence fell for a moment before I heard a low rumble of voices. It took another minute or so before the people started to cheer. Under the circumstances, I guess it was understandable. Oliver left here with a promise to kill all werewolves, and he returned with one on his arm as his Luna.

"Very well. Just don't forget to attend my wedding in a couple of days." "For sure. I don't care about you, but that's not the case for Titus Lionheart!" Hubert laughed as he hung up, snorting, "Be careful? Just because some Birthright rank elite showed up in little Riverton? Chaz Graves is an embarrassment to the rest of us, being so scared of that bastard." "Of course," Olive smiled even as she flashed her cleavage. "That bastard is just the Turnbulls' gigolo at best. He'd never compare to the third heir of the Soranos!"

Together, we formed a band, bound by our shared hatred for the Firestorm Alpha. We lived in hiding, preparing to strike when least expected, always moving, always planning. My role as leader was not one I took lightly. Every decision I made was calculated, every move was made to bring us closer to our ultimate goal which is the death of Alpha Jethro. “Olivia” I heard a voice called out and I turned to see Micheal, Micheal is also one of my teammates but we are best of friends, I am only a year older than him. I had rescued Micheal from some wild wolf when he was younger, after his both parents were murdered by Alpha Jethro, Michael has this unwavering trust in me since then, Micheal walked