Oliver Wood Fanfic Novels & Stories

"Oliver, if you keep running your mouth, don't think I'll just let you off the hook! The only person I love is Daniel! Get that through your head!" But Oliver ignored me and continued, "I know you're upset I married Angela back then and left you, but I had my reasons. That's all over now. Come back to me. I'll make it up to you, I promise. I'll give you the wedding of your dreams and take you anywhere you want for your honeymoon!" His shameless words actually made me laugh out loud in disbelief. "If you don't want to work as a janitor, then don't. I have saved more than enough. You can stay home, work out, enjoy spa treatments, and shop as much as you like. I can give you the life you've alw

This ended today. “But tell me, Vi.” Oliver swung his sweaty arm over my shoulders. “Why oh why do you want me to ravage your beloved big sis? I mean I’m all for it 'cause I have been dying to have her ass since freshman year but why do you want this?” I frowned. “Isn’t it obvious? Dylan is clearly with the wrong girl. He is miserable with her.” “Hmm, from where I’m standing that woman looks very much in love and he looks happy to be with her.” He reached for my cup and took a sip of my poison. “Damn girl, are you trying to burn your liver?”

I look around, panicked, recalling Jacob's horrid abuse against me when all I wanted was to have a mate, to be protected, and was instead used and tied down, drawing my blood until I was limp and useless to the world. "What's the problem, sweetheart?" Olivera asks, leaning back in his seat. His black hair has been tied up since I met him but somehow I only notice now that it's long, covering his neck, and stark in color like that of a crow. "Another bad dream for the Luna?" I scowl at the pretend Alpha. "What does it matter to you?" "I can be curious of my captives quarrels." "You have no right."

Ryan is more than happy to leave his desktop behind, mumbling something about calling his son as he scampers out of the room. The moment my door closes behind him, Oliver settles in the seat Ryan abandoned, his golden eyes burning holes in my skull. I hate that he does this, that he knows how to get to me with a single look. “You smell like sex.” I mutter without looking away from my screen. “Yeah, I had some.” He answers easily, waving it away, “but this isn’t about me or my super hot, sexy, flexible girlfriend-“ “I promise you, Oliver, we will never have a conversation about how flexible your girlfriend Is.” I assure him, feeling sick at the thought of Evelyn and Oliver doing anything in b

Oliver moved and jumped up onto the couch. He was definitely larger than before. His tail hung off the edge and his body had to curl a bit to fit. However, he got his upper body and head to lay on Riley’s lap as my mate propped up his feet on the coffee table. I narrowed my eyes. “Just this once. Next time I’m pulling you off my mate, Gamma.” Oliver wheezed out a laugh and we all just let out one collective sigh. “So, we’re fucked…is basically what we are looking at.”

I mean, he has the right to be a Scott and stay a part of the family he lost, but still, I don’t understand why he has to keep us at a distance. “I mean, so long as I’m a Scott, then I get a chance at YOUR sister, right?” Tsk! I throw him a glare, wishing it was a real knife. Would it kill him to be serious for just one second??? “You are into Ava Fuller?” “Nope,” Oliver curves his lips, “I’m into the other Fuller girl.”

"Oliver told me about that girl you've been seeing, the pretty brunette who looks a lot like me." Is Oliver blind?! Seeing Bex again is tearing a hole into my being. I don't want her here. I hate her. I just want her gone. Forever. "The fact that you're still talking to Oliver is all I need to know about you," I reply in a low tone, now angry.

Walking towards him, his eyes snapped away from the interaction and quiet conversation Aunt Aurelia and Father were having to me. “Were you not also dismissed?” A boyish smirk appeared on his face and I stopped dead in my track, feeling hot all of a sudden. “I don't think it works that way, Oliver.” I tried not to think too much of the way he said my name. My eyes met his finally and he held my stare. I could sleep to the smell of Citrus and wood now. Internally groaning at how he managed to make me fall into a trance, Stella sneaked into my thoughts.

"Don't remind me of him, Mi. It just makes me so mad." "Huh? You were fine riding home together earlier, but now you're mad. What's going on?" "I was forced, Mi. Forced!" Olive pouted. "It's not like he gave me a choice. He had to make me angry and upset first." "He has a crush on you, Liv." "Ew!!!" Olive shuddered in horror. "I don't want that!"

I shouldn't be feeling this way. "There are other ways, it won't be always like this," Oliver says, moving to sit upright. "It has been over ten years Oliver, things have been like this." I remind him. He stands and walks up to me, his height shadows me. People always confused him for being the eldest. "As if sleeping with the enemy isn't enough, now you want to go ahead and seduce him into a relationship. Count me out of this." "We are a family," I state. "That's right."