Olivia Hye Novels & Stories

Beyond that was the creak of tree branches and the occasional call of an owl. On the other side of Claudia’s bed, Olivia just seemed to stare into space. She was a woman of exceptional beauty, but I knew she thought, quiet rightly, that her understanding of the Luna’s position was her greatest strength. I admitted I was proud she was my son’s wife, though I certainly had nothing to do with it.

— The way you look in it is too real. Silence. A silence that burned. He stared at her without blinking. — Too real for someone who claims she wants nothing to do with me. And right then… in that exact second… Olívia realized. She was enjoying it. Enjoying watching Liam Holt—the cold, untouchable, implacable man—lose his footing because of her. Enjoying seeing his ego crack. Enjoying the power she had over him—even while she was hurt, even while she was furious.

"I know, but Damon…" My mother had suddenly appeared at the door, attracted by the brewing noise; her eyes had grown wide as she spotted Damon and Cassandra half-naked. "What is the meaning of this, Damon? Annie, why are you sobbing?" Cassandra seized the opportunity. She pointed at the pizza I mistakenly spilled on the floor. "Look, Mrs. Scarlett! Your ‘precious’ daughter tried to sneak in and attack Damon! She's trying to get obsessed with him! She doesn't want to accept that the Alpha already chose me. Your daughter keeps doing crazy things even when I'm the true Luna. I have been waiting for this poor thing of yours to leave him for me!"

Olivia began whispering what she had learned about Karen; she wanted to grab Anaya's hair too much because of what she had attempted to do. “She's a Lycan! She couldn't snatch the leadership in my hands.” Olivia started crying as she finally realized that Leah had easily won against her. Her lips trembled when she saw how Anaya was getting investigated. She couldn't believe that Anaya had done it to her lovely daughter.

She was dressed casually, jeans and a sweater but still looked too perfect for this place. Her smile was polite when she spotted me. “Hi. You must be River. Elliot told me a lot. I’m Luciana.” I nodded. “Nice to meet you.” She looked around, clearly trying to place herself. “Your family... is big.” “It gets louder too.” Olivia stepped out with the same confident walk. Same calm eyes. She looked more beautiful since the last time Daniel and I had seen her at that conference. “River,” she said, her voice warm. “You’re looking better than the last time I saw you.”

She smiled as she looked back at me, Olivia lawson was a stunning without benefit if make up. Her sweedish heritage was clear, in her angular facial features, long blond hair that hung straight to the middle of her back. At age forty she haf a figure that a twenty something would spend hours in the gym for.

Glen replied. As Dean started whipping the eggs with milk, he wondered when they’d hear something from the kidnapper. When and how they would get proof of life? Would a picture appear via a text message on Olivia or Dean’s phone? Had the caller been authentic? Maybe it really was a hoax, but if so, what had happened to Eli? If he focused on them, he’d go insane. The eggs were in the pan when Olivia arrived downstairs. She’d showered and changed her clothes and her hair was neatly tied back in a bun. She wore a pair of jeans and a white blouse with a smart camel-colored blazer. She looked strong and in control.

Gaby inquired with precise ignorance. "She will replace you after you've finished the mission. She will be the best prototype of you. Let me introduce you two. Her name is Olivia Brianah, and Olivia, this is Gaby Sanroman. My wife." "Nice meeting you, miss. I've heard so much about you," greeted Olivia with the exact tone and voice as Gaby's. "Omg. She sounds like me. Do I sound like that?" Gaby thrilled. "It's a pleasure meeting you, Olivia. A real pleasure."

"But I don't know how to stop feeling this way." Olivia knew what it was like to have something terrible happen and discover that surviving the event didn't mean your mind simply moved past it. After someone tried to kill her, nightmares followed her for months. Ethan eventually connected her with Isaac, one of New York's best therapists—and one of his close friends. "I'm more than certain Isaac can help you," Olivia said. "I'll text him tonight." She squeezed my hand. "And I'll personally take you to see him." I nodded.

Ida and Khloe exchanged knowing smiles as they turned their attention to Davina. “Well, I’ve been talking to someone for a couple of weeks now,” Davina paused, her cheeks turning a shade of pink. “Do we know him?” All three asked in unison, leaning in with curiosity. “Yeah, y’all do,” Davina said, a smile playing on her lips. “Who is it?” Ida pressed, her eyes gleaming with excitement. “It’s the business tycoon’s assistant,” Davina revealed. “Which business—wait, Clinton?!” Aly exclaimed, surprised and happy for her friend.