Olivia Ponton Hot Novels & Stories

Her density is so good that today she got chosen by him as his mate. Oliva was the daughter of sixth strongest Alpha and a big flirt. She is a playgirl and she took pride in it. She likes to make boys roam around her and beg for her attention. Her only motive is to be rich and powerful and Dominic is the best way to achieve her goal. He is powerful, ruthless and strong. Now, she will get two things by shooting one arrow. Dominic will make her powerful and rich and at the same time she will get a handsome mate. What more could she ask for? Her life is complete.

After returning from the park with Jasmine, Olivia got a W******p message. It was a message from Tim, asking her to have Hot Pot together. Olivia and Tim were barely called childhood sweethearts, of course, the men in her community who were about her age were all her “childhood sweethearts.” There was a famous old Hot Pot store nearby. It was the afternoon, and there were few people there. When Olivia came to the store, Tim had already arrived. After choosing some dishes, the two sat under the electric fan and talked. In fact, there was nothing to talk about between them.

The click-clack of a woman's high heels approaching the confessional stall gave the priest an unarguable guess of his next penitent's gender. The door swung open and almost immediately, the fragrance she wore stole the atmosphere. Fr Gregory became the curious cat. Well, he has always been. Then the overwhelming and compelling need to see this woman whom reminds him of Rose of Rome. This penitent who was there for absolution and whose fragrance reminds him of the years he hoped to spend his youth on the thighs of Rose an Italian beauty queen. Some how, this fragrance evoked feelings of sensuality and hot coitus desires even though it felt wrong at the moment.

"I think Oliver is probably going to lose tonight." She was Jenson's daughter, Olivia Sinclair, 13 years old. Oliver immediately flushed with embarrassment and anger. "Olivia, what do you mean by that? Why would I lose? Do you want me to hit you?" Olivia giggled. "Because you're not as handsome as Dom!" Oliver's face darkened. "Since when does drinking have anything to do with looks? Finish your food and get out of the way." Dominic laughed. "What, you can't handle the truth?"

Still, the thought of him not feeling anything for her made her heart twinge with pain. Olivia tried to shake off her confusing feelings, but the damn man refused to leave her thoughts. As if summoned by her lustful thoughts of him, she felt a tightening in her belly. Olivia was planning to go straight to sleep, but now she guessed she would have to change her plans. She was so wound up by the stranger that she needed to have a meeting with Mr. Hottie pants, her vibrator, which helped her satisfy her needs on lonely nights like this.

Olivia's POV The morning sunlight streamed into my office as I stared at my phone, scrolling through the headlines and comments popping up across my feed. Despite the warmth in the room, I felt a chill as I doomscrolled, each one more cutting than the last. “TOP 5 WAYS TO ATTRACT AN ALPHA – LESSONS FROM LUNA LIV!” “ALPHA POWER COUPLE HOSTS CARNIVAL OF DRAMA.” "OLIVIA HARTWYN: LUNA IN NAME ONLY?”

And now I lean back, actually interested. Olivia Dalton has well over a million followers, a rising star in modeling who got very popular all of a sudden... but if she got popular because of this guy, then that changes things. "Okay. Give me a second," I lift a finger at her, "I'm going to g****e him. Tell him I'm on a call." "You got it," she responds, her smile growing bigger, "But just so you know... he is bigger in person. And hotter. Glorious."

Unlike her sister, she had no makeup on her face but she was still breathtaking. " I'm 19 years old. I can cook, clean, and I hate commotion." She finished. Alexander snorted at her brief description. The waiter soon arrived with their orders and they dug in. " Well, as you know, I'm a billionaire. You're going to have to deal with it because the paparazzi are bound to follow the both of us around." Alexander leaned back in his chair. " If it's for my partner then I can try." Olivia sighed. Her statement amused Alexander.

“Babe, that's not what I mean! I was an Omega kicked out from my pack and I walked for days before I could even get here. Here, I became a slave, and I was probably supposed to be stuck in the nursery, but now I'm the Luna. It's overwhelming. I don't know what to do with this power. I don't know if I'm a good Luna. Maybe it should have been Paisley. She's been training for th-” “Stop it,” he said, placing his index finger over her lips. “You are my mate, my best friend, and my partner. And with all those things in play, I am the best qualified to tell you that you deserve this. You deserve this mansion, this home, me, and the power. You don't train on what to do with power. You show up. You

“We need to go there, El. As soon as possible.” “Yes, we need to bring Olivia home.” Elsewhere, Damian was sitting with Tamara, discussing invitation deliveries when a notification popped up on his phone. “Tamara… look at this,” Damian called softly. Tamara glanced at Damian’s screen, which showed a repost of Olivia’s photo with a tag to Queen Elisabeth’s account. “Wow... a lot of people recognize her. One of the top contributors to Elena’s fan account even tagged ‘Queen Elisabeth,’” Tamara pointed at the screen.