Olivia By The Whispers Novels & Stories

Hunter stood not far away, watching from a black car parked discreetly behind a large tree. “I’ll only do this once. If she hears me, maybe… maybe her heart will soften,” Olivia whispered, more to herself than anyone else. Hunter simply nodded. “Be careful. This place is being watched.” Olivia looked up at the second-floor window—Eliana’s room. Then, taking a deep breath, she began to sing—softly, barely a whisper, yet the melody gently pierced the stillness of the night: > "Twinkle, twinkle, little star,

The servants' eyes widened, but they dared not question me. "Perhaps this will loosen your tongue," I said, unfurling the whip with a dramatic flourish. I raised my arm, preparing to bring the whip down across Olivia's already bruised back. The anticipation of her screams made my heart race with dark excitement. (Olivia's POV) I braced myself for the bite of the whip, my back already throbbing from the Discipline Rod. Through the haze of pain, I heard the door burst open with a thunderous bang. "I'd like to see who dares touch my Olivia!"

Athos "Only if you want them to" I whisper. Then she turns her face towards me and I meet her perverted, sparkling gaze, which makes me smile. I take her mouth again in a completely hungry kiss, while I busy myself unzipping the side of her dress. In the act, Olivia lowers her arms so that the garment slides down her body until it forms a black circle around her feet. Then I feel the warmth of her skin in the palm of my hand and start spreading burning kisses all over her back, slowly descending until I'm facing her ass, which is covered in equally black panties, so small that it's impossible to cover them. "How delicious!" I growl, slapping her globe and she moans again. "Do you want to pla

What about Olivia? ***

I whispered over her lips feeling my own nerves blossom. Obviously, I had never done anything like what I was about to do, but first the earth would have to be opened in the middle before I stopped. I wanted this to be an incredible experience for Olivia. Little by little, I managed to lower her pants until she was dressed in nothing more than simple black panties, which looked damn good on her. I decided to leave them on for a while longer while I went down to give her kisses on one of her legs until I reached her ankle and then up the other one until I reached her hip bone which I sucked gently, causing her to shudder.

Claire, Kathryn, Violet, Gold, and Crystal first appeared spaced out before their enemies, then an army of tormented and haunted whispers appeared behind them, and Rose materialized before her party. The Baron, a slim man with deadly yellow eyes, saw her, and shivered. He tried to vanish, but the air rejected his request, for Violet held him still. The sea raged against his party and began to pick them off, and fire fell amongst their midst, burning the men to cinders, but leaving the whispers to bask in the warmth of the flame. A blizzard came from Claire, and the ground shook. Whispers rushed past Rose, running to the army of the Baron, and engaging them in a productive battle that saw to

Lucas looked in the direction of the voice and noticed it was a lady, giving off an aura of a fairy, flying toward the main stage. “My name’s Olivia Phillips, from the Aqua Nimbus Organization!” Olivia was a Rank 2 Transcendent Being but to Lucas, she was still a weakling. Lucas smiled faintly, and said to Olivia, “You’re a lady and I am thinking you will be fine if you just get married. Why must you come out and reveal yourself? You think this is a joke?” Hearing it made Olivia’s pupils shrink, and her fair face revealed a cold expression. “I’ll make you experience what it means to regret!” Olivia said coldly.

One girl and one boy, smiles on their faces as they both let the wind sway their swings. An image of a girl with long, red, wavy hair flashed before my eyes and smiled at me, very tender and sweet like it would end my immortality. Then she collapsed into the floor. The vision went black. I couldn't see anything... it was dark... yet there were whispers. "It's her..." "Puoi permetterti di perderla?" "Take her..." "Sarà la tua morte..." I opened my eyes and sat down. My hands were shaking and I was having a hard time catching my breath due to shock. Fucking dream! No. It was a nightmare!

They are a champagne base but have a mesh see-through effect that when blending against her skin makes them just work perfectly. She is wearing a warm smile as she approaches us but I can see her sizing me up with each step and the closer she gets, I also notice the smile does not quiet reach her eyes. Owen’s grip on my hip tightens as he pulls me protectively closer to him. I realize how I am dressed and I suddenly feel exactly how I know she pictures me, beneath him and never will I be good enough. “Hello, Mother.” Owen greets her. “We were just heading out.”