Novel & Cerita Olivia Hart

If before, she and Sera used to cheer me on, now she’s cheering someone else. Meanwhile ... I found out that Olivia was pursuing Supremo. She confessed to me that she liked him. My head hurt even more because she said that Supremo likes Kira. So annoying. I just let her do what she wants because she will keep Supremo away from Kira. But then, on that competition day, we met Kira again. Olivia accidentally stepped on Kira's phone.

Five meters from where he was, there was a large car laden with concrete that was going very fast. Olivia stopped right in the middle of the road. His hands were stretched out just like that with closed eyes. "It is time." Olivia muttered softly. The time Olivia meant was ... A car loaded with concrete is approaching Olivia. Ruthlessly crashing into the petite body of a twenty year old girl. Olivia was dragged along two hundred and fifty meters and then thrown when the car that hit her stopped because it went into a ravine. Olivia was thrown too, into the abyss. Steep ravine that has a height of about 300 meters above the surface of the asphalt road.

"…" If it went on like this, Olive felt that she was going to be brainwashed by Liam. Like, she heard about the good-looking superstar and came thousands of miles to see his handsome face. Even though she found that the superstar was her former suitor, she was still moved by him, and then tried every means to find a sense of existence in front of him. All the actions done in front of him were purposeful. Olive endured the impulse to complain and replied calmly: [well, so you get it.]

On the sight of these, she immediately bowed. "My Lady". OLIVIA HAGNAROK – Daughter of the Prime Minister of the East, A Rude-ass billionaire, Competitive, Rival of Serenity and Sasha, Madly in love with Nolan, A.K.A The biggest bully in town. "Gloria?". She called with a hint of surprise plastered in her tone. "What brings you here at this hour? What if you get caught?" She stood up from her seat and walked to the doors behind the maid, closing them lightly before breathing in relief.

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.

Someone announced at the same time with the sturdy door being opened, showing Nash, Olivia, Herta, and the woman I hadn’t known. I waited for them to announce Noah’s stepmother—Godivia, but no one followed them. So I guess she wasn’t kin to celebrate Noah’s return to the family. Olivia looked as beautiful as I remembered. She wore a white off-shoulder dress with several pieces of jewelry that compliment her look. Her hair was rolled perfectly; a silver crown adorned her head. Unfortunately, I didn’t remember what the rest wore. Well, to be frank, I didn’t care. They sauntered straight to their seat while occasionally waving their hands and flashing their fake smile. Herta stopped moving for

Olivia smiled and said, “It does not matter if you don’t take the video, but I will have to get someone to go and dig out your mother’s two eyeballs, then. At that time, the whole process will be filmed as a video for you to watch!” Helena trembled in anger and rebuked, “Olivia, you are really a devil!” Olivia curled her lips and said, “I’m not a devil. I’m the future Queen of Northern Europe!” As she spoke of this, Olivia then stared into Helena’s eyes and said word by word, “Helena! You will never be my match! You’d better listen to me properly if you want your mother to survive. Otherwise, it will not be only your mother who will not survive, but you will not survive either!”

(Olga) Shit!

Both Artemis and Oliva had their hair tied up, and their wills steeled up, were now standing inside the ring. Dollar Twenty smiled when she saw the two stepping inside the ring, "On one side we have the 23-years-old Olivia Richards, the daughter of the honorary clan elder, Mr. Adam Richards of the Phoenix Gods. Miss Olivia Richard has been trained by her father all her life and is known by her peers to have a great talent for swordsmanship. Her skills are even acknowledged by Mr. Dev Bakshi."

Anastasia smiled, a stiff smile that barely reached her eyes, “Olivia, what are you doing here?” She couldn’t believe it, but it had been years since she had seen the former sorority sister. “Well, I thought I might come around to see what the gala of the year was all about,” she replied, smiling softly as she raised her glass to her lips. “What have you been up to? Still chasing after Roland Conrad?” Anastasia frowned. A look of anger flashed across her face, “What? He is my fiancé now,” Olivia chuckled, “Wasn’t he married to Sasha Hawkins?”