Oliver Wood Fanfic Novels & Stories

Lora was a great girl so, it didn't surprise me that this many people wanted to celebrate her special day with her. Now night had fallen and most of the guests had left. The maids were cleaning up the place and three of Lora's friends were sleeping over. Right now, I was seated with Oliver on the couch as we talked about our school days. I spent the whole day with him and got to take a closer look at his goofy side. Judging from his seductive whisper earlier, I wondered what other sides he had. Oliver Woodling was a calm and collected man but the fun side of him was seriously underrated. From his amazing hair, captivating dark eyes, sexy body that was chiseled by some generous god and his un

By the time Jena was done talking Nuella’s mouth was wide open in shock “She did not think Oliver would do that” Jena felt like laughing when she saw the flabbergasted look on Nuella’s face “Now that he finally has feelings for you, you are going to be seeing a part of him you never knew existed. I feel that there is just a lot about Oliver Haywood that you will get to see, I think he will be the overprotective and jealous husband and base on his past experiences especially with what happened his dad he would not want to see any man close to you” Jena said ****************

Oliver wondered as she covered Andrea up and quickly escaped her room before he could lose control of himself, after all, he had a morning wood to take care of. “Fuck…I need to get the hell outta here” Oliver mumbled before he started looking for his clothes since he was in pyjamas. ‘When did I start seeing that unruly girl as a woman?’ It bothers him, the last thing he wanted was to be enchanted by Andrea. He couldn’t let that happen, he needed to break their fraud of an engagement first.

She clutched my arms, shaking the hell outta me. “Since yesterday. You do approve of this right?” “Come on, Kehlani. Don't ask her that. Olive…” he faced her and she swallowed. “I know you don't like me because of my record in this school, but unfortunately, I do not give a fuck. All I know is, I'm in love with your friend. You'll have to live with it.” Olive is quiet. “Okay.” She takes her tray and moves away back to her chair.

" 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."

“I want to fuck you, Enora, just once. Huh?” Okay, that was it. My patience was exhausted. I turned to him, narrowing my gaze at his balls, before I could raise my legs to kick them, someone flew past me at the speed of light. Before I could register who it was, Oliver was writhing in pain on the floor. A familiar rosewood perfume filled the air, and a dark aura possessed the environment.

“And so is the rest of the pack. I can’t just sit here while—” “Enough!” Oliver’s voice thundered, silencing me. He ran a hand through his hair, his face softening slightly as he approached me. “Elena, I know you care about the pack. That’s one of the reasons I love you. But if anything happened to you… I wouldn’t forgive myself.” His words made my heart ache, but they also ignited a fire within me. “I’m not weak, Oliver. I can help. I’ve been learning to defend myself—”

“This isn’t over, Olive. I swear you’ll regret this.” Olive met her gaze without fear. “You should have thought about that before betraying me.” Frank ran a hand through his disheveled hair, his eyes bloodshot. "Olive, we were once lovers. Do you really want to destroy me like this? Do you want to see me lose everything?" Olive’s grip on her wheelchair tightened. Her heart pounded, but her face remained calm—stone cold. "You never thought about that," she said, her voice icy, "when you were busy between my sister’s legs."

“I know the feeling of losing someone very well. It doesn’t matter if you are a man or a woman that shit hurts the same. It leaves a hole inside that you can’t seem to fill no matter how hard you try.” She knew exactly how I felt. I found myself pulling her close and smashing my lips on hers. Kissing her aggressively and with so much hunger. I have not been with anyone else since Olivia. She responded with just as much passion if not hunger. It got so heated so fast that I wanted to have her right there and then. “Sir, let me take you back.” Owen said. I didn’t even know where he came from. “Do you want to come with me?” she nodded getting up and we followed each other to the car.

Imagine how he'd be as a lover. Olivia rolled her eyes so hard it hurt. Get a grip, Yara. He's nice to her because he loves her. I'm just a trophy from a war he won. He'll never look at me like that. Suddenly, Vulcan's head snapped toward the pillar. Olivia's heart nearly stopped. She pulled back instantly, pressing her spine against the cold stone, chest heaving. If he caught her spying, she was dead. Or worse. She didn't wait to find out. She turned and bolted down the hall, slipping back into her room just as the door opened from the other side.