Olivia Hye Novels & Stories

Olivia was surprised to know that she was not Gary’s daughter. Raina bent over to the bar counter holding a bottle of liquor and crying bitterly as she asked impatiently, “Who are you?” Olivia sat next to her and smiled. “Miss Hill, I am Olivia Lopez, Edward Wilson’s girlfriend.” “Oh, it’s you! Are you gonna be Charlotte’s step mom? I must warn you, be careful of her. She is a ****! That woman is conniving, calculating shrew. If she were not such a scheming woman, then how could she become the Wilson family’s heiress?” Raina said through gritted teeth.

Olivia yelled at Narcissa and Tristan. “You,” she pushed Narcissa and Tristan behind her standing as a shield, protecting her like Athena carried some disease. “Don’t come close to my daughter or my sons. Stay away from them” Olivia grabbed Athena’s arm tight. Athena was too shocked to react, and Cleon started crying amidst the chaos. Athena gulped her saliva down as Olivia looked intimidating. “Murderer and a gold digger,” Olivia yelled in Athena’s face, digging her sharp nails into Athena’s arms and scratching the skin.

he commanded us before leaving, his tone leaving no room for argument. A short break came after, and Hunter also excused himself from the judges' table. The two men disappeared behind the stage, clearly off to handle the aftermath of the wardrobe malfunction. "Classic, that's how you get revenge on a bitch," Olivia said, confirming that she had orchestrated the entire humiliating incident. "How could you do something like this to someone?" I asked, flabbergasted by her ruthless behavior. My mind was racing with disbelief and a sense of moral outrage. "How? I told you, Lily. I'll do anything to stop anyone from pursuing my men. If you think I'm the bad guy, then you're mistaken. You don't kno

He goes on one knee. Olivia doesn't move in the spot she's standing. Her head is bent and her fingers are twisting and untwisting against each other. I can't figure out what she's thinking these days. Her wolf is maturing quicker making it harder for me to read her thoughts now. “What are you doing?” Cathylene is done with Harinth. “Uh–” Liam stutters. “You will do that later. Whatever the hell you're doing right now. Take this photograph first.” She grabs Olivia to the photo stand. Liam carries her on his thighs as he sits.

She felt Stark naked under those dark eyes. She couldn't give him the satisfaction of believing she was afraid of him. Furthermore, she smiled cutely, accentuating the faint dimples spotted on her cheeks. Olivia was eighteen, yet her good looks and figure could put her fellow girls into shame. Hair wavy and brown, eyes large and white like that of a puppy, porcelain skin smooth as jade, busty and tiny waist swaying down to a curvy and plump hips. All these were followed with smooth long legs.

Olivia: Yes and No Olivia: Yes, because it is fun sometimes, and it is not my fault that my wolf instincts take over, and I get curious and want to explore, but I don't act like a puppy. I don't go and fetch the stick for you if you ask me to. I am a Wolf hybrid, not a Dog Hybrid. Olivia: Say something wrong, and I'll f*cking fight you, Mob boss Ash Ash: I'm curious. I'm not judging at all

I blinked, pushing away the dark thoughts, and followed the indicated direction. Olivia appeared during the break, a young woman — perhaps twenty-eight years old —, light brown hair tied in a low bun, some strands escaping and framing her face. Her smile was easy, welcoming, and she carried in her hands a notebook with children’s stickers on the cover. Exactly as in Rowan’s description. “Hello! I’m Olivia. You are…?” She extended her hand with kindness. “Emma.” I used the made-up name, shaking her hand firmly. “Emma Sullivan.”

she added and started heading out of the restroom Hannah Howell signaled to a girl among her girls and the girl instantly stuck out her leg in order to make Olivia trip. Olivia tripped and cried out in pain "Another sign of immaturity" Hannah Howell said and walked past her while the other girls followed her while giggling

A part of me doesn't want to egg him on, but he’s being such a prick right now and riling both me and Netty up, with both of us on the same page it’s hard backing down. “Enough,” yells a woman, standing and raising her voice over the chaos that has erupted around us. Her aura is strong, making everyone cower down, even myself as a wave of calm washes over me and Netty. ‘Whats happening’ Netty groans as she curls back down. ‘She’s Luna, Oliver's mother’ I mumble, that could be the only explanation to why she has any sort of control toward Netty and I. While I kept tabs on my sperm donor I didn’t care to have any other interest in his other family members other than Oliver.

The great advantage as a wolf was that wounds could heal up themselves. “Ooh totally forget about that I guess I'm quite the unlucky one” he said bitterly. I had no idea what he meant and I wasn't ready to ask either. Derick seemed a little relaxed, “What's your name?” he asked suddenly. "And where are you from? What pack?" My heart pounded in my chest. I had to think fast. “My name is Olivia,” I replied smoothly, forcing myself to meet his look. “I'm from the Silver Moon Pack.” I lied, I didn't have a pack after all so I had to think of something