Olivia Taylor Dudley Hot Novels & Stories

I gasped and pulled back, feeling my skin sting with heat. I turned to where it came from and saw her. Olivia. Her expression was cold and twisted with satisfaction, like she enjoyed watching us suffer. “The Aristea is truly powerful,” she said, her lips curving into a mocking smile. “You can heal and control the nightstalkers.” Her voice was full of pride. It disgusted me. “Stop this,” I growled at her. “Olivia, stop this madness. You don’t have to do this!” “Oh, but I can.” She laughed lightly, as if my begging amused her. “This is only the beginning.”

Olivia said with a giggle. “Oh.” I said simply. “No don’t do that Bella.” Olivia said wagging her finger at me. “I saw this boy and he is a hunk. Nice muscular chest, tall, gorgeous blue eyes, sanely blonde hair. He looks like he stepped out of a hot teen magazine.” “Okay. Calm down there.” I told her laughing as she gushed over this new guy. “Hey Olivia.” A familiar and unpleasant voice interrupted us causing me to sigh quietly. Hilary Lockhart along with her two minions; Tiara Wilson and Jennifer Goldberg approached us. Hilary is the most popular and the hottest girl in our school.

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.

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.

my husband announced. "I need to change Timothée's zippy," Olivia said. "Let's go to my room." Amelia followed us. "Baby, let us know when the pizza gets here," I called to Daniel. "I will." The three of us went into my bedroom and climbed onto the bed. Olivia laid Timothée between us and started changing his zippy while Amelia and I sank against the ridiculous number of decorative pillows covering my bed. For a moment, I watched Olivia with her son.

a nasal and annoying voice drawled. Olivia gritted her teeth and turned to glare at the queen bee of the Oak park high. Claudia is Justin's girlfriend and the head cheerleader of the cheerleading squad. She is beautiful with a ton of makeup and a very short skirt that barely covers her ass. "What is it, waitress? Angry that you got caught?" she taunted. Olivia was about to retort hotly, but Hera pulled her away from there. "Hera, let me teach that bitch a lesson. She is spreading rumors about us. Someone has to shut that mouth of hers" Olivia fumed.

Chad was clearly overwhelmed by Ivy, Youlee, Han Fifi, Yara, and Nancy, whom he had just met. "Great, you're not stuttering anymore! He's still downstairs? I need to see who he is!" Suddenly, a voice emerged from upstairs. Chad recognized it but could not place it. It had to be one of Nancy's close friends. Footsteps came from the staircase, and two heads appeared from the stairs' corner. Chad looked over, stunned—it was her! "This liar? How could he know any medical skills?" When Chad heard the words, he could not help but smile bitterly. It was Tori Hart's daughter, Olivia!

"Hello..." "I thought you were never going to take the call" began the excited voice on the other end. "How are you?" Heaving a sigh of relief just when she realized who the caller was. "I am well. Apologies I wasn't free the first time you called." "I guessed so. I was hoping to seeing you this weekend. My family would be hosting a birthday dinner for my husband Steven and we wish for you to come". Lily brittled hoping that Amy would consider her feelings, at least tried to honor the invitation before cancelling on it.

She turned back to him with a wide smile and his eyebrows went up at the expression of delight on her face. "You're Kyle MacDenny?" she exclaimed. "Uh, yes," he replied. She moved closer as he stood. She held out her hand and he took it in his. "Olivia Khatri. Charlize and Chloe spoke very highly of you!" He picked up the hint of an East Indian accent and she had the loveliest brown eyes. "Oh?" he asked hesitantly. Then her name registered in his brain and all the stories Charlize shared about the numerous office hook-ups with the athletes surfaced. "Oh! Olivia!" he blurted then he felt heat rushing to his cheeks as he faced her.

“You'll need a job to work and get your ticket back to America. And so, you seek employment at the hotel closest to you.” “Sole Dorato,” “Yes,” he sighed. “I've arranged for someone to meet you there and ensure this plan goes smoothly. But finding hell is your task. Proceed with caution. The people in Sole Dorato are quite tasty.” “You sound like you have been there-” Whatever I was about to say was cut off by Luca muttering a series of expletives in Italian. I glanced behind me to see Olivia walking towards us, and my jaw fucking dropped. She wore a white dress that wrapped her curves rather tightly. The neckline was a low V cut that showed the top of her breasts propped against each other.