Olivia Omb Novels & Stories

"Wait, I know you. I've seen you before. You look so familiar." "Let's go Sabrina. This is Olivia my personal secretary so there's no way on earth that you could've seen or met her." He tried to reach you her but she wouldn't budge. "No I've seen her." She answered convincingly. Her face had gone from smiling to frowning in a matter of seconds. "Olivia Right? How can I forget the face of the woman who tried to steal my man from me?" She asked and I suddenly felt insulted. "It was all over the news and a lot of people sent me videos and pictures of the news as souvenirs."

I squint my eyes, trying to figure out how to escape this situation as Olivia trots toward me. Olivia has shoulder-length black hair and blue eyes. She is wearing a green floor-length designer gown with a deep plunging neckline at the front. I can't help but admire her tight body and perfect ass. She is a beautiful woman, that's for sure. But so damn annoying. "Sebastian, are you ignoring me again?" Olivia pouts. I tried to date her in the past but couldn't live past our first date. Olivia couldn't stop mentioning how good-looking she thought I was and how we were a perfect match because of it. And then she spent the second half of the date talking about herself.

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."

he replied. "Those are amongst the most expensive of our rings here. It definitely worths the price" Beulah stated to which I nodded satisfactorily. "Alright then, package the rings. We'll take'em." Oliver said. "Yes sir. Go over to the counter you saw when you walked in, and pay to the lady there" "Alright" he replied as he walked out. ************* We were about leaving when we heard someone call Oliver. "Oh my gosh! Olly is that you?" We turned at the same time to who it was. Lo and behold, it was Eva!!!

I finish with a smile on my face. Before Caleb could say anything a clapping sound emanated from behind him. Caleb turned to look behind him, giving me a clear view of who the sound was coming from. Olivia stood beside Caleb's bed, her hands clapping together with a sly smile spreading across her face. "Say hello to all my five hundred thousand followers," she said, her voice dripping with malice. I noticed a tripod stand in front of her, holding her phone, the screen glowing with what looked like a live stream.

“You… Don’t come over! I don’t know… I don’t know anything…” Olivia did not bother to hide her true identity and said, “Rainie, I am Olivia Larson. I am still alive. Please tell me everything you know about four years ago…” “Ahh! I don’t know… Stay away from me!” Rainie struggled continuously, and she did not even notice her flesh being scratched by the needle in her hand. “Rainie, I am still alive. Please tell me. Please.” Olivia was anxious, and she reached out to grab Rainie, which shocked her. She fell onto the ground from the bed.

Olivia chuckled " I'm not even a member of the undead, I'm only imitating Daera and now my contract has expired, I'm free to join any mercenary group if you don't recruit me" " Pampered heiress, you can't go around telling people you have soul powers, it's dangerous" Olivia nodded her head " I know and I won't, master, please wake me up when we're about to reach Devil's lane so I can change into my robes and put on my mask " She rested her head against the seat and her eyelashes drifted close. " Pampered heiress! How can you think of sleeping during your first mission!! You should remain wide awake!!!"

he said, his tone laced with clarification. Celia waved him off, a mischievous glint in her eyes. "Ryan, you’ve been giving orders since you were a kid. Why would you change now?" She turned to me, her expression softening. "So, tell me, what’s your name, sweetheart?" "Olivia," I answered, keeping my tone polite. "Pretty name. How old are you, Olivia?" "Um, nineteen," I replied, feeling her curious gaze bore into me. “I'm an Omega."

a gentle voice interrupted. Olivia turned to see a woman around Lily Bradford's age—maybe even younger—approaching them. She wore a genuine smile that could light up an entire room. Her heart almost stopped when suddenly the woman pulled her into a tight hug. “I’m Leanne Westmore. You must be Olivia, Lily had told me so much about you. We have the same eye color!”

He seemed to have to calm down a little. "You really didn't have to holler at O like that." Noah said. "No, she needs to stop ditching security." "Can I ask a question?" Nathan interrupted. "What?" Oliver glared at Nathan. "Who the hell was that?" he asked. "That was Ophelia, our sister." Oliver responded. "Why does your sister need security?" Brad asked. "She just does." Oliver snapped. Oliver quickly changed the subject, and we started playing video games. As much as I tried, I couldn't get that girl out of my head. She was beautiful.