Olivia Parker Tvd Novels & Stories

Damon had been coming to the beach every day, but he still needed to deal with various matters, so Parker had to come to meet him while carrying her computer with her. Damon’s eyes moved, and he finally revealed a different expression other than his usual daze. "Olivia Gardner?" Parker nodded. "It seems that the Gardner family is willing to spend all its fortune to protect Olivia's safety." Damon snorted coldly. That day, he had let his men beat up Olivia until she was close to death. They then dropped her at the door of a police station and left it at that. There had been solid evidence to prove Olivia’s charges of kidnapping and homicide, and it would be a let-down to the country’s law and

“If any of these go missing, I’ll call my lawyer. She’s a TikTok paralegal, but still.” And with that I go hunting. I don’t bother calling Mike. I know what I’ll get....voicemail, lies, and a migraine. I need to see his stupid face. But I don’t find him. Instead, I find her. Olivia. Standing at the far end of the pool in a pink and blue bikini so tiny I’m sure it was illegal three years ago. She’s laughing with two other women who look like her clone army—bikini Barbies with wine glasses and fake laughs.

But when she arrived, the door was already open. Inside, boxes were gone. The shelves empty. The floor littered with paper scraps, burned, shredded. Someone had erased the evidence. All except one thing. A single flash drive left on the concrete floor. Labeled in black ink, OLIVIA FINAL. Her throat tightened. She picked it up, hands shaking. Back at her apartment, she plugged it in. Only one file. “HUNTER.mov.” She pressed play. The video showed Jessica in the same red dress, smiling directly at the camera.

she hissed at him. Anyway, what’s so surprising if this demon is indeed out of his mind? From what he is doing to her, from kidnapping and detaining her in this place, that’s already obvious about him! He’s a certified psychopath! When she came out of bed, Greg was still grinning. Another day passed, and Olivia was getting bored with movies, international talk shows, etc. that she just kept on watching on cable television to let the time go by. She was pleasantly surprised by the beauty of the view from her room's balcony.

She took out her phone from her the pocket on her apron, she took a glance at the unfamiliar number and frowned. She raised it up to her ear after a lit contemplation "Hi?" Olivia raised her other hand to her other ear, when the kids noises got intense.. "is this Olivia Parker?" She straightened up at once when she heard the deep male voice at the background.. "Yes, I am" "Well we've detained a certain miss Bianca Greg for attempted murder" Olivia's eyes rounded in shock, attempted murder? what? "what?!" She had always known Bianca for her bad temper and knew that one day she'd murder someone if she wasn't control, but who knew that 'one day' will be today?

"You have a client appointment, Lucifer." "I have canceled, Pa. Besides, how could I possibly have a meeting with a client, if my cute sister has woken up from her coma," said Lucifer. This is crazy. Really crazy. Olivia hopes this is just a nightmare. He didn't want to be called Celine. Even though it was clear that the look on her face was Olivia. Yes, Olivia Rawles, not Celine as they call it. Who is Celine anyway? ***

Olivia said confidently while He nods his head gradually, Park takes down her point into a small note pad. "Excellent!" Liam exclaims. "Not only beautiful but bold and smart." He comments clapping his hands with no smile. "I'm only being truthful." Olivia smile. "How old are you?" He asks staring at the woman before him that's now blushing like a call girl. "Twenty five years old, sir." Olivia said lowering her gaze to the ground. "Young, beautiful, bold and vibrant." Liam said, impressed while Park pull closer to him. "Boss, are we employing her or not?" Park whispers softly to his ear.

After talking about Laura Davilla's career for half of the time, the TV presenter stylishly changed the subject of their discussion to Olivia Grimes, the drunkard woman that Jaime Scott was seen with last night "What do you know about Olivia Grimes?" The TV presenter asked "Em..." Laura trailed off as if she was just searching for words "Em... Olivia Grimes is someone that I and Jaime met recently" she finally said and carefully but intentionally flashed her engagement ring to the camera "So, you mean you've never met her before until recently?" The TV presenter pressed

Alpha Enzo’s POV It felt like a dream. The same lady who had occupied my thoughts for the past few days was standing right before me, looking shocked and confused. “Olivia…” I muttered. “You…” she stuttered, clearly shocked to see me. Sarah cleared her throat. “Sir, this is the new intern, Miss Olivia Parker. You asked to see all the new interns.” Her words barely registered as all I could focus on was Olivia standing before me, our eyes interlocking. “Greet,” Sarah urged her. I noticed Olivia nervously licking her lips and composing herself. “Good morning, sir,” she finally said, her voice steady despite the evident tension. “Good morning, Olivia,” I replied, my voice calm but my mind racin

I walked past him, went to my dressing table and lathered lotion on my skin. “Olivia, talk to me, please.” He begged but I wasn’t ready to say anything. I was still angry, and I blamed him too. Instead of asking questions and finding out what happened to Lupita, he pushed her out. “Baby, please. You are making me worry, what is wrong with you, did Lupita do something to you?” I glared at him. “What do you think she could do to me? I am Olivia Wallker, daughter of a mafia kingpin, ex-wife of the manipulative and cunning Nick Jones, my friend and brother is Ethan. Tell me, what could Lupita possibly do to me?”