Oliver Wood Fanfic Novels & Stories

I told her just to annoy her. Olive stared at me in shock. Her face turned red before she threw the first thing she could grab. “Asshole.” I caught it and stared at the pointy heel. It was her sandal. “Really? This is deadly.” “Good.” She lay back and murmured, “God, like I don’t even know my best friend anymore. How could she fall for a playboy with a bad rep like Mad Shanewood?” I smiled, feeling the triumph. “You’d be surprised to know how much we have in common, Olive.” “Ugh.” She grunted. “I really hate you.”

Oliver had been keeping an eye on me from the very moment I set foot on Canverlian soil. "Who is he?" Oliver asked. His voice betrayed no emotion, yet it cut colder than the winter wind. "A high school classmate! We ran into each other by chance!" I frantically explained. "Classmate?" He withdrew the phone and slowly tucked it into his pocket. Then, he leaned in and pressed close to the side of my neck before taking a deep breath like a predator sniffing the scent of its prey. "But… You smell like another man, and I don't like that, babe."

" Nyla sighed and didn't respond further. As Oliver left Nyla's place, his expression gradually turned cold. Once downstairs, he saw Damon waiting a short distance away, just as he had expected. He approached Damon. "Mr. Sumner, I assume you're waiting for me?" "Yes. Mr. Raynor, I hope you can keep your distance from my son from now on!" Damon's voice was filled with warning. Oliver seemed unfazed, raising an eyebrow. "I'm afraid I can't do that. Nyla is my girlfriend, and Buddy is her child. I've spent nearly five years with Buddy, so I won't distance myself from him because of your preferences."

Ding! Ding! Ding! Olive’s eyes clouded as she stared at the incoming images sent by an anonymous sender. She didn’t need a soothsayer to tell her it was Ravenna behind all this madness. Even though she was aware that Ravenna was trying to provoke her and create a wedge between her and Logan because of the breakup, Olive couldn’t help but feel hurt as she stared at the pictures sent by Ravenna. In the photos was Logan sleeping on Ravenna’s bed while she sat, half-naked close to him. He was sleeping soundly, fully dressed even though some of his buttons were undone.

Oliver. I lifted my gaze to meet Oliver's furrowed brow. He looked at me with disdain, turning his eyes away in disgust. "Karen Woodward, how did you let yourself get into this state? "I told you long ago to stop interfering in my life. Why did you insist on getting close to me? "Do you really think that just because you had my child, I would marry you? You're dreaming. The only person I love is Cynthia." Hearing those words felt like my heart was being ripped apart.

You smirked. "No, we've been friends a while." Ella explained. "If you'll excuse me, I have to go unpack." You remarked. You slip away from the conversation and head up to Nates room, you jump when two jocks are messing around in there. "Can I help you?" You gasped. "Maybe..." one of the boys smirked. "She's cute." The other added also smirking. Before you can respond to the two idiots, Nate enters behind you. "Blake, Oscar, this is my girlfriend Olivia." Nate explained.

I replied, rubbing my stomach. "Noodles, should I make some noodles for us?" She asked fiddling her fingers. "Sure thing." I replied. I watched her go into the direction I think was probably the kitchen. I picked up my phone and logged into my F******k account. I have missed itchy fingers. I sent her message immediately. Me: I have missed you so much. I went offline after the text, hoping she replies me. I hope she doesn't get to read my new story too, everything I did with Olivia was in it, Olivia depicts the female lead in the story. The last chapter was all about our intimate moments.

It was a little dark inside and I could hardly see anything. "Ly..Lycan..you sent for me.." I said with a shaky voice. That familiar scent hit my nostrils, making me grow excited and assaulting my senses. I could feel myself gradually growing wet underneath. "You.." I heard him say coldly and turned to his direction. He was sitting on a sofa beside his window. "Come here.." he commanded and I took slow strides to where he was. "What is your name?.." he asked Icily "Oli..Olivia, Olivia Gael.." I stuttered.

Oliver's tracker flashed in my mind and I snorted as I climbed his bike, "That's what you think." "Ha!" He laughed. "Oh and just so you know, his grandfather sent the stalker, it seems you can trust your lover boy after all.”

Alpha Enzo's POV I couldn’t stop staring at Olivia throughout the drive to the hospital. I couldn’t believe she was now my submissive. The stubborn and hard-to-get Olivia, who every DOM in the club was bent on having, was now mine for the next three months. I just couldn’t wait. I couldn’t wait to flaunt her, to show everyone that she was mine—mine to fuck, mine to protect, and mine to… I frowned. Love? No! I’m exaggerating. I don’t love Olivia; I’m just obsessed with fucking her and making her submit to me—that’s all. I believe once I’ve had her three or four times, my obsession with her will go away.