Oliver Wood Fanfic Novels & Stories

"So? Can you explain why you came to ask me to drink?" Olive sighed. "Actually... I'm annoyed with myself," Oliver said quietly. Emily looked at Oliver with a softer gaze than before. "What are you upset with yourself about?" Emily asked. "I'm upset because... when I was with Angelina, I couldn't treat her well so that she could fall in love with Alex who I don't know the origin of. One thing I'm sure of is that Alex has a lot of enemies." Oliver said at length.

Kir The night before Woodside, Oliver locks the bedroom door. He doesn't step away from it. "I want to top tonight," he says. My hands freeze on the third button of my shirt. I look at him in consternation. His back is flat against the wood. Arms loose. The bratty edge is completely gone. He just looks steady, his chin tipped up a fraction, daring me to say no. "Oliver. I have never done that. You know you are the only man I have been with. I do not know if I will like it."

DAMIAN BLACKWOOD I watched his face assume a sour expression that had disgust written all over it. “While I waited, Oliver came a number of weeks later to me,” he continued, his voice hardening. “He told me Vanilla had already been promised to someone else by their father to secure an alliance. When I asked if she had agreed to it, he swore that she did. I did not want to believe him, as I was sure that his sister was in love with me, but I trusted him as my friend and let go by stopping my visits and even asking about her. I buried it all and told myself I’d been a fool to fall for her, to think that she could love me as a Blackwood.”

“I want to do it with you and get caught doing it. If I open the door, the servants will see me fucking you right now, won’t they?” “Do, don’t!” Olive shouted. She shook her head, but contrary to her answer, her insides have been putting more pressure on him than ever before. She seemed to like the idea of being caught in pleasure with the Lycan.

"He’s such a fucking nuisance. Ever since he took Cheryl…" "They probably deserve each other," I said casually. "No they don’t," Oliver snapped. "She’s too good for him. He’ll stain her—taint her with his dark, brooding, James-Dean-wannabe charm. Always acting like he owns every room he walks into." "Relax, brother." I tapped the side of his glass. "That forehead vein is about to pop. You don’t want to trigger your asthma, do you?" He scoffed. "I haven’t had an attack in years."

I could feel the words he wanted to say ‘lets break up’ Wil What happened that night? What changed? What did I do? I felt as if I spoilt the only good things in my life with my hands. I had been the one to convince Russell to let Oliver join us for a threesome. I was the one that seduced him. Could they have been angry? Was Russell disgusted by me? But he showed no sign until that night or could it have been because Oliver said the L word when we fucked that night? Wait Oliver said he loved…….. Jesus Christ! I think I understood what was happening right now

No matter how I looked at him, he seemed like a classy, elegant man. “Olivia, I thought you didn’t want to talk to me anymore.” He looked sad as if he had lost me. He looked nervous and hurt. I had to admit that Xylo was a great actor. He looked at me with a gaze that was full of affection. In my past life, I mistook that for love. Later, I realized he could fake affection even with a dog. He had been calling and texting me to check on me, but I ignored them.

I giggled. Olive’s face reddened. She wasn’t just embarrassed, but angry as well. “He did not break my heart! I was simply over him!” “Yeah, because he dated Clara Wachowski.” “Shut up!” The fun of teasing Olive finally made me forget about my worries. The tough and pushy Olive Hartwell would be weakened with only one reminder that she used to like Jim Roth, who was now the person she hated the most. I remembered our first middle school year faintly, and no, Olive didn’t get over him just like that after the news of Jim dating Clara who was a year older than us.

He stretched his hand at me with a smile but I didn't accept either, frowning at the hand and at his face. “Okay… Tough crowd.” He said backing away. He looked at Olivia, “I’m just gonna go.” with that he fled. “What the hell was that?!” Olivia voice was loud, and her eyes sparked with anger. “Look, I know guys like that.. they see a hot beautiful lady, and they only want one thing.” Olivia shone her eyes and there was venom on them, so sharp I stepped back, “So, you think the only thing I'm good for is sex?”

Nova asks, remembering watching this as a kid. “It was your favorite movie, I don’t know, I saw it available for d******d and just did it,” Oliver puts his arm over the back of the couch and Nova moves closer. Astra- Closer, lean into him. Snuggle this hunk of a man. Nova- Our mate will be so angry. Astra- Trust me, babe, he won’t mind at all. Nova- Oliver is our mate, isn’t he? Astra- Five more months and you will know everything.