Oliver Twist Novel Summary Novels & Stories

He sneered. I was not about to lose my virginity like this and if I did I was going to fight first, I tried to fight and run as he dragged me to the shadows now we were totally away from the club, this place looked abandoned and scary. I bit his hand that covered my mouth restricting me from crying out, he flinched and let go for a minute. Seizing the opportunity I kicked his crotch, he went down on his knees and I made a run for it. But the place was dark I didn't even know where I was going, suddenly I bumped into someone, and my heart rate was racing.

Fred snarled, and the others nodded in agreement, looking all too excited. As they all rushed towards her, Olivia felt all her fear fade away and she stood there still, waiting for them to reach her. Once the man on the left reached her, she caught him by the scruff of the neck and twirled him around as if he weighed nothing. Then she threw him off to the other side, hitting his other friend and making him fall along with him. Both the men lay groaning on the ground while Fred gaped at her, his eyes wide with disbelief. “What are you?” He muttered, his voice barely above a whisper, but Olivia heard him as loud as if he had shouted the words.

Claire blushed profusely when they pulled apart and the cheers of their colleagues made it worse. Oliver smirked in amusement. He stepped forward and suddenly grabbed the back of her neck. Claire gasped. Her eyes rounded at him and she asked, "W-what are you doing?" "Stay still," Oliver whispered, his voice huskier than normal. "We can only eat the apple at the same time if the both of us are still." Claire's stomach was a fluttery mess as Oliver looked into her eyes. The apple swang by and she watched as he bit into it before bringing the apple to her lips.

He asked Lennie carefully, “Are you sure it is Tyron in the necklace, Little one? Are you sure it was he who asked you to do all those things?” Lennie nodded her head. She tried to explain more. But Olivia had already broken free from the doctor and rushed back to the siblings. She snatched the necklace from Lennie’s hand and smashed it on the floor and then started to crush it with her foot. She wanted to prove that the princess was lying again. She thought if she could destroy the necklace then she could show everyone that it was just a normal necklace with nothing in it. But the necklace could not be crushed. Olivia stomped on it heavily dozens of times persistently. The silvery chain att

And that realization had frustrated him deeply ever since arriving here. Which was precisely why he had spent the entire evening venting his anger upon the unfortunate maid who had accidentally glanced toward him earlier. Oliver had convinced himself the maid was laughing at him after she briefly made eye contact while smiling at something else entirely. And because of that tiny mistake, he had fully intended to drain her dry tonight until she resembled nothing more than a corpse abandoned beneath the desert sun. But who would have expected someone to interrupt his feast? Oliver glared openly toward Victor now and Jane immediately realized something horrifying.

Of course, the twins were heartbroken by the story. Once the DNA tests were confirmed, Cedric and Caspar imprisoned the woman and took Olive in. Olive made my life hell for the next years. My brothers had tossed me aside for the young girl who was their true sister. I was moved out of the suite I’d grown up in and was dumped in one of the servant’s rooms. That is what I became, a servant. To make matters worse, yesterday, Olive suddenly fell ill, vomiting uncontrollably and slipping into a coma.

I'd done it for real, and real is faster than anything you learn from a book. Behind me, I heard Olivia curse under her breath. She'd grabbed the wrong base. Her hands were shaking. She couldn't stand losing to an Omega she'd looked down on since childhood. Time slipped away. I seized every minute. Nearly done, I was adding the last ingredient to the antidote when I sensed someone behind me. “Don’t get too pleased with yourself. Bitch.” A vicious whisper rose. Olivia's elbow drove into my arm, hard, right as I tipped the measure. A jealous little shove, meant to make my hand jump and ruin the dose.

Something didn't seem right. That woman just now looked oddly familiar. Oliver had a sudden urge to cry. This was Talia's room. Could the man inside be the person who Talia had brought home? Was the woman in his arms Larissa? Their relationship was just too confusing for him to unravel! Zayn had just gotten rid of a guard when he turned his head in surprise. "How did you manage to get in?" How did Oliver manage to slip into the room with them fighting outside? But then again, Oliver had actually made it out in one piece. How did he not get pummeled by Larissa and Ambrose?

The lights went out, swallowing everything into utter darkness. For a split second, the world stopped—no sound, no movement. Just swirling darkness, and a sharp drop in temperature that seemed to freeze Olivia’s spine. Then—she felt it hard, and within the twinkling of an eye. A brutal shove from behind. It was so sudden, so forceful, Olivia didn’t even have time to scream—no time to realise what was going on.

They were black, empty voids that reflected nothing. A chill ran down Olivia’s spine. “Oliver?” she called, stepping forward. His head tilted slightly, as if he recognized her. Then, without warning, he moved. One second he was standing still. The next, he was right in front of her, his hand grasping her wrist in a vice-like grip. Olivia gasped, her wolf surging in defense. “Get out,” Oliver rasped, his voice layered—like something else was speaking through him. Ralph lunged forward, prying Oliver’s fingers from Olivia’s wrist. He shoved Oliver back, but instead of stumbling, Oliver simply vanished—disappearing into the shadows like smoke.