Oliver Twist Novels & Stories

He laughs the ruffles my hair like I’m a kid “See you around wolf girl” Oliver comes in front of me, grinning, I smile back at him and we start dancing, out of the corner of my eyes I see Tate has gotten to his limit and has pulled my friend into his arms as they dance. If you can even call that dancing. The sexual attraction between them is just insane. Oliver has a bottle of gin in one hand he sips from it as he dances. “Should you be drinking that?” I point at it as I sway my hips to the music.

As she thrashed, Oliver grabbed a fist full of her hair and held it in place to keep her from moving. “There you go.” He whispered against her ear. She cried and bit down, trying to inflict some kind of pain on him and to her surprise, Oliver pulled his arm away and sneered at her. “You don’t bite!” He yelled, smacking her so hard, her head flew to the right, giving her whiplash. Oliver grabbed her face and brought it to hers, noses almost touching. “I don’t like to punish you, sweet heart. Please, be a good girl.”

Fuck, this is torture! *** This day was kicking my ass, and I couldn't get Harper off my mind. Those light grey eyes, with flecks of gold within them. Her smile and the way her voice rang sweetly in my ears. She appeared as if she might need to add a few pounds, yet in every other way, she was the most stunning woman I had ever seen. But I was too old for her. Tenley had told me what little she knew about Harper, one of those things being that she had just turned eighteen. What are the odds that I would have a profound connection with someone, and she would be too young for me? I had to see her again, watch her from afar, and wish but not to take action. I banged my throbbing head on my desk

This was it – this was what shе had bееn craving, thе oblivion and thе еxquisitе rеlеasе shе had bееn so cruеlly dеniеd for far too long. Tylеr's mouth crashеd against hеrs oncе morе in a fiеry vеlvеt kiss, his hips surging forward in onе sinuous roll that thrеatеnеd to shattеr what was lеft of Sarah's willpowеr. Shе clung to him, fingеrnails raking across thе broad еxpansе of his back as shе opеnеd hеrsеlf to him uttеrly, body and soul.

George smirked and handed the paper to the lawyer. “so my dear the daughter you two will exchange identities, you are Sophia now winter you will live your life as Sophia “ do you understand my daughter’s.

They really did not expect Lucas to be this arrogant. Instead, Zahra and Rylee knew that Lucas was not being arrogant as they were aware of how terrifying Lucas could be. "Then please proceed with it, Lucas the Demon!" While saying it, Oliver put on a scornful look on his face because he felt that Lucas was being hilarious. Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh! In that split second, tens of wind-cutting sounds appeared. Oliver was not in time to react to it and fixed his gaze to look at it, which the sight of it terrified him.

Heavy. My eyelids felt so heavy as I tried to open them, and that smell, I cannot stand such a foul and putrid smell. It smelt of death and destruction and it was one of the worst smells I have ever encountered in my existence thus far. I couldn’t hear anything for a few seconds, and then bit by bit sound slowly crept back in. Screams from all over, what is wrong with th- OH that’s right! The plane crashed. My thoughts immediately focused on Candice, and my eyes flew open frantically looking around the wreckage. This just shouldn’t happen to people and yet ever since I found out my time here on Earth is almost up, strange things have been taking place. “CANDICE!”, I yelled her name hoping s

I tried to cry at the top of my throat, but a little mild voice escaped from my throat. "Don't try to tell me that you are Twink..." His voice stumbled in between, I stood there, my body freezed as he has came up extremely close to me. Holding my arm tightly he pulled me closer and chined up my face with his fingers imprinting it's mark on my chin. "Do you mean that you are twinkle? My Twinkle!" He spoke with a voice full of doubt.

Eleanor's eyes locked onto Lucas, tears spilling with rapid velocity as she struggled to stand right, her head throbbing and her body felt weak. But none of that matters because she had to find her sons "What do you mean the twins are missing?" he asked her, his voice laced with confusion. As she watched him drop the fry pan he was holding, gently removing his apron and gesturing for the maids in the kitchen to exit “And why are you up and about”

"I can leave you now, if that's what you want." "It's not that, Lord Eros, it's just—" But her words are interrupted when the door opens. "Okay, Cara, you've been looking skinny as fuck so I thought—" Ophelia stands there, eyes wide with shock, holding a gyros platter in both hands. She's curvy, with thick dark hair, tan skin, and big brown eyes. She blinks rapidly, staring at me on my knees in front of Cara, and Cara with her legs spread and her tights on the floor.