Olivia Morgan Novels & Stories

Olivia was finally losing it, she couldn't hope on anyone to come to her aid, Morgan was said to be involved in a car explosion and was dead. Deep down, she hoped it was a lie, it was all in her dream, but the reality was so hard on her, as the coldness of the room hit her system.

If the Moon had chosen me as its heir and fate had designed me for this purpose, then it was a destiny I would embrace no matter the obstacles. I must train my body to the highest level possible. No matter what it takes. I must never slack off. Never grow complacent. Never become weak again. Not after everything that happened. Not after being given a second chance. One day, my very presence would inspire fear in my enemies. My strength would make them tremble. And those who once looked down on me would be forced to acknowledge me. I, Olivia, would rise from the ashes as a reborn warrior. A survivor.

What about Olivia? ***

There was a hint of surprise in everyone's gaze. "Madam Morgan, you look remarkably well. I'm Alicia Hans. I'd previously represented two brands under your designer label. Do you remember?" Mrs. Hans concealed her embarrassment and greeted Madam Morgan warmly. Madam Morgan smiled and nodded. "Madam Morgan, this is a gift my mother and I prepared for you. We hope you like it," Olivia said, eager to show off. She handed the gift directly to Madam Morgan, but the old lady did not take it. Instead, a servant behind her accepted it. That left Olivia feeling flustered.

============= Olivia Herrington POV I smile walking out of the building I get into my car. I pull off the brunette wig. I shrug off the white shirt. I fix my tank top under it. I place my blonde hair in a messy bun. I shrug on a pair of skinny jeans and unzip the shirt. I throw it in the back. I shrug on a pair of sneakers. My phone rings. Thinking its Bridge, I answer. “Livia.” “Hey…” A familiar deep and soft voice causes me to pause.

POV JEANNE … "Oh? So you showed your fangs soon after Leo left here? I thought you'd be a bit more patient," I said as I grinned at the middle-aged woman in front of me. Olivia Morgan, anyone would recognize her name that had been spread in the media as the second wife of the United States Treasury Secretary, Issaac Morgan. "I know the political world is full of gimmicks, but I didn't expect the cast to be so pathetic," I said again while looking at Olivia sarcastically.

Whatever they were talking about sounded important. "We should have been informed of all this earlier; then, we could have done something to stop it from happening", my mum whispered angrily. "They have put not only her life but ours on the line. I always knew this would happen." "you can't blame Luna", my dad defended. "I'm not blaming Luna; I'm blaming the gods and goddess. I'm blaming the elders, and I'm blaming her mother." I was about to walk in and ask what they were talking about when Jack spoke. "can you stop calling her Luna her name is Blair, and it has been for the past 18 years"

"Mark took her and brought her to his pack but she ended up being adopted by beta Collin and his wife Melissa. They have a daughter so they treated Maya as their own until Mark started showing interest in her and paying her a lot of attention. Melissa felt that her daughter was being ignored and thus started insulting Maya at every chance she got. On Mark's twentieth birthday, he had promised Maya that he was to take her as his luna but he ended up being engaged to Melissa's daughter, Lily. After that Mark went for secret training and that's when Maya was cast out of the pack and made into an omega. Lily also ordered people to abuse her and over five years, she had undergone every kind of to