Olivia Fordham Novel Novels & Stories

Bella's POV Even the last time Liam and I had a very serious misunderstanding, I still did not have any reason for giving up just like that. I know that Olivia is definitely planning something up her sleeve, so I’m not going to let her have the last laugh. She sometimes tries to whitewash herself by acting like the innocent person, but I already know well enough to know the kind of person she is, and I know that she can fool every other person but not me.

They both turned to me, as if they just remembered I was standing there all along. "I heard everything and I was really glad you said it, Tori,” I said, dropping the dress that I clutched so hard. "Since you're here, let's finalize everything, you can have Harvey. You can have the unfaithful, dishonest, and the dirt that remained of him. I'm done pretending he was ever mine.” "Olivia, it's not like that. Harvey and I-”

No harm done. Olivia opened the book, but she didn’t understand it. Her hands shook while the book glowed with a ghoulish amethyst light. She dropped it and moved away when smoke spiraled from it. At the same time, Olivia heard an eerie cackle and saw the vision of a tall elegant woman dressed in a black gown. The little girl stared open-mouthed at the lady with crimson, lilac hair and yellow horns protruding from her head. Olivia’s body trembled.

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