Novel & Cerita Olivia Fordham Novel

Chapter one Olivia (POV) Hey, my name is Olivia Russo I'm 21. I grew up with 6 older overprotective brothers and an overprotective dad which I still call Daddy. My mother died when I was still very so I never knew her. For the last three years, I've lived in New York with my abusive boyfriend Bash. In the beginning, when I meet him in high school, he was nice and sweet the best guy I've ever met but after we left school and I moved in with him he showed his true colors.

In her heart, Olivia reminded herself: this time, she had to be truly selective in choosing who she could call a friend. After class ended, Olivia chose not to go home right away. She walked slowly toward the quiet school garden. The afternoon air was calm, and the shady trees made the atmosphere peaceful. Olivia carried a novel by Miss QM—her favorite author. She sat on a wooden bench and opened the novel to the middle page. A faint smile appeared on her face each time she read the romantic dialogue between the characters. Occasionally, Olivia sighed, then closed the book for a moment. “Why does this story make me feel so emotional…” she muttered softly, covering her face with the novel. He

Olivia saw an unfamiliar face. The face was exquisite, but she didn't feel a sense of familiarity. So, she figured that the woman was a stranger. But the woman looked at Olivia like she knew her. "Do you know me?" Olivia asked. The woman regained her composure and said with a smile, "In a way." The woman stood up. Her posture was elegant and confident as she stuck her hand out. "Hi, I'm Jacqueline Fordham." This name … Olivia couldn't help but ask, "You're a Fordham?"

Damn Maldov and his insatiable hunger for her body, and damn her for not being careful enough with the after pills. She was pregnant. She—Olivia Evangeline Camden, pregnant, with the child of the infamous mafia boss whom she was running away from. The tale of her doomed fate couldn’t get any more cathartic. “Evie, dear.” She heard Matilda knock. The damned woman and her kind self for bad timing, “Care to join us for breakfast.” Olivia remained mute. The words were lodged in her throat. She wouldn’t dare opening her mouth, not when the only thing that could come out of it was other than a strangled scream.

“Do it, shoot me.” I feel like all my blood has abandoned my body, but I won’t give in. He can shoot me if he wants, I don’t care anymore. At least I’ll die knowing I’m better than them. Better than Stefan who was in on his father’s mafia, better than my father who exchanged me for his life, and better than Gustavo that betrayed his own family. Me, Olivia Corvino, will die betraying no one. “Have you lost your mind?!” Agatha yells as she enters the library running to place herself between us.

Olivia McKenzie has a plan for Fai Davis and Damian Smith…. Author Note Hello, Thank you for spending your time and coins to read this novel. It is my first experience writing a novel when previously I was an active reader on this platform. Let me know your thoughts on the novel, especially if you want to see the story of Fai-Olivia-Damian later. Love ya, Lidya Ann

Rachel and Olivia have been best friends ever since their first year in college; despite coming from different backgrounds and being brought up differently they got to be close friends inside and outside class. Olivia heard someone knock at the door, she dropped her phone and made her way to the door. She was shocked to see Rachel when she opened her door. As soon as Rachel saw Matt's photos posted on the school's platforms, she texted Olivia, knowing that this was a serious betrayal. Rachel then quickly dashed over to Olivia's house. “I was just replying to your text; I didn't think you could come this quickly," Olivia said, as she tried to hide her swollen face from crying and the slap fro

I’m a mess. An orphan. A woman whose husband kicked her out like she was nothing. A single mom. Someone who’s carried pain so long it’s molded itself into purpose. And right now? That purpose is revenge. “Robert, I…” My voice trailed off. What are you doing, Olivia? You didn’t come here to feel things. You didn’t come here to be chosen or adored. You came to expose a lie. To dismantle the life of the man who took everything from you and never once looked back.

Olivia’s POV: Orlie and Brandon dropped me off at the townhouse I share with Maurice and Ethan. After checking on my nephew and catching up on any news concerning him with the nanny, I retired to my bedroom to shower and get dressed in my usual figure-hugging dress and sleek hair and makeup. Drove to the hotel and went straight to work. I know Brandon arrived ahead of me because he sent me a text message, he’s waiting for Alice. Their meeting here is a reminder to me that they are really over and Brandon has no intention of keeping me off the radar. I am beyond relieved.

Olivia POV I am awoken by the smell of bacon. My eyes crack open, and I'm met with the grey walls of my bedroom… wait a minute, grey walls? My bedroom had white walls. I shot out of bed and immediately regretted it when I felt a throbbing in my head. Ow! Where am I? I wonder before everything comes flooding back: the club, the drinks, Xavier. With a groan, I manage to get out of bed and follow the trail of the scent to the kitchen, where I find Mia by the stove. She turns around just in time to see me entering the kitchen. Her face breaks into a smile.