Olivia Stuck Novels & Stories

Olivia put forth, her tone leaving no room for excuses. “What?” Aurelia’s jaw hit the floor, “Isn’t that too harsh?” Olivia smiled, throwing an arm over her friend’s shoulders. “Nope.” She giggled, “Because I know you’re seeing someone.” Aurelia's eyes widened, her cheeks turning red without her permission. It was a dead giveaway and Oliva was quick to notice. “Aha!” she snapped her fingers in triumph. “So I was right!” Aurelia tried to shuffle away from Olivia, but the brunette's hold on her was shockingly strong, preventing her from escaping. “Tell me now, who is it?” Olivia persisted but Aurelia was tongue-tied.

The one he should try to rescue was Holly. During the struggle with her twin, Holly had smashed one of the mirrors. Olivia got hold of a broken piece of glass and moved towards her doppelgänger. When she was about to stab her twin the struggle was real. Just about the same as one would face when trying to stab themselves. Olivia knew she had to, yet she couldn’t.

> “You need to see this. It was hidden in the files Caleb sent.” Attached was a video file. Aria sat on the edge of the bed, pressed play. And Olivia’s face filled the screen. She was sitting at her grand piano, hair tied back, no makeup. Just her — raw, real. > “If you’re watching this, I’m gone,” Olivia said softly. “And if you’re watching… you’re the one I was hoping for. The one who’d finish what I couldn’t.” Aria’s throat thickened. > “I wasn’t weak,” Olivia continued. “I was trapped. But I always believed there’d be someone who saw through the curtain.”

Olivia was cheering for me and Tristan was supporting Ethan. "Go, Juliet! You can do this." Olivia yelled as she bit down on her nails. Taking a huge breath, I dove inside the water until I reached the floor and started searching for the key again. My hands tapped around to feel for a key but I couldn't find it anywhere.

“Sometimes… grown-ups forget how to love properly. But I promise, I’ll always protect you.” Eliana hugged her stuffed animal tightly. “Don’t be sad, Mama.” “I’m not, sweetheart. Mama’s strong. Because I have you.” Once Eliana fell asleep, Olivia stepped out onto the balcony. The night wind brushed her face. Her phone buzzed. A message came in from an unknown number. “You think you’ve won just because you kicked me out? Just wait, Olivia. I’ll take everything back. Even Eliana.” Olivia stared at the screen, eyes blazing.

So, he deliberately avoided her gaze, pretending not to notice her silent plea for help. Olivia thought, "These brothers are all unreliable, one after another." Furious, she turned to Justin, hoping for his support. But when she saw the cold anger in his eyes and the icy aura surrounding him, she realized that he wouldn’t help her either. Justin’s expression remained stern as he said, "Go ahead, swear. Why are you looking at Alex and me?" Olivia was trapped—she couldn’t swear, but she also couldn’t admit the truth. In the end, she came up with a desperate plan.

“You are nothing. You might have the Aristea spirit, but you’re pathetic. You don’t even know how to use it. The only thing you know how to do is lash out like a hurt animal.” I looked past her for a brief second. I saw Aiden, still as a stone, and Lennox, bleeding out in the dirt. They were dying because I wasn’t strong enough. “Y-You’re right,” I said, my voice cracking as I looked back at her. “I know nothing. I’m weak and I’m pathetic.” Olivia actually stopped. She tilted her head, a confused, triumphant smirk forming on her snout. She thought I was giving up. She thought she had finally broken me.

Moments later, Olívia’s voice cut through the silence of the mansion. “Liam! Give me my phone back right now!” she shouted, appearing in the hallway wearing a white robe tied at the waist, her hair still wet, her breathing fast. She rushed down a few steps, furious, her bare feet striking the marble. “You have no right to take what’s mine!” she continued, her voice thick with indignation. “Your jealousy has crossed every line!” Olga jumped to her feet in alarm. “Olívia, my dear, please calm down,” she pleaded, trying to reach her. “You can’t get this upset—it’s not good for the baby!”

“Are you insane? She most likely knows that I sent you that video, what kind of stupid shot do you think I have now?” She dropped the knife angrily against the table. “I have done my part okay, I don't owe you shit again.” My nose twisted as I sat upright, just like always. Olivia thinks of nobody but herself, she has gotten Elian. Nothing matters anymore. I'll be damned if I don't help set things right with Elena. “Where's Elena?” I asked her “I don't know, probably crying her eyes out in her room.” Olivia was so mean. It was already getting on my nerves.

He would find her, guided by the strength of his love, his wolf's instinct, and an unyielding spirit that would not be broken. ***** Olivia's tears flowed freely down her cheeks, mingling with the dirt and grime that marred her face. She had resigned herself to the horrors of her captivity, trapped in a nightmarish reality from which there seemed to be no escape. Her sobs wracked her body, each breath a painful reminder of her helplessness.