Olivia Voz Novels & Stories

Olivia feel so happy that she can finally move around without looking like a sick person she won't deny the fact that she has really lost it before but now she takes it for a change and wouldn't try to give up next time as long as her stepmother and sisters are alive and her greatest enemy in the world is not like to she still have a lot to encounter if not she might still be seen as the same poor weak girl. Olivia looks at herself in the mirror and checks are done it is still the same but round she finally sees herself as a pregnant lady she smells at her reflection in the mirror and then walks out of the restroom. She was taking a walk around when she suddenly need to go so she used the av

Adea I listened with bated breath as it rang and rang. I swallowed when his voicemail played. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. I dialed Beta Odis and he answered on the second ring. Thank Goddess. “Beta?” I cry. “Luna? Luna, what’s wrong?” His voice comes through the line, his voice laced with nerves. “I-I,” I stutter. “Olivia,” I rasped. “Liv? What happened to her?” He asked. “Is she okay?”

A part of me doesn't want to egg him on, but he’s being such a prick right now and riling both me and Netty up, with both of us on the same page it’s hard backing down. “Enough,” yells a woman, standing and raising her voice over the chaos that has erupted around us. Her aura is strong, making everyone cower down, even myself as a wave of calm washes over me and Netty. ‘Whats happening’ Netty groans as she curls back down. ‘She’s Luna, Oliver's mother’ I mumble, that could be the only explanation to why she has any sort of control toward Netty and I. While I kept tabs on my sperm donor I didn’t care to have any other interest in his other family members other than Oliver.

Olivia's voice sliced through the static like a lifeline. "Where are you? You said you'd be here by now," her angelic voice said in an accusatory tone. "I know, Olive. I'm trying, I swear. Some business trips are more complex than others, that's all," I said, swallowing her resentment and bitterness to beam anyway, because that little human was still holding out for my return.

Chapter 7 - Day Five & Six "OOOOH, FUCK ME! FUCK YOUR FUCKING WHORE!!" Olivia screamed. "What are you, bitch?!" Leon roared. "I'M A WHORE FOR YOUR NIGGER COCK! I'M YOUR WHORE! YOU OWN MY CUNT!!! OOOH FUUUUCCKK, PLEEEASEEE!!" Olivia shouted as her fifth orgasm in the hour battered through her body. She was drenched in sweat, she was aching, and her arse was red raw from being slapped, but she fucking loved it!!

Olivias pov I moved forward towards the voice. The tunnels bent and swirled around me, a labyrinth that seemed to stretch into infinity. I called out again, gentler this time, "Hello? Is anyone there?" My voice felt tiny in the vast darkness, threading through the heavy silence. Suddenly, I caught a whisper—a voice faint yet persistent—a single word that seemed woven from the air. "Olivia..." I hesitated, feeling a tremor of both hope and fear. That voice, so distant yet unmistakably real, beckoned me with a familiarity I couldn’t ignore. My grip on the wall tightened, anchoring me as I ventured further in, letting the whisper guide me.

Her voice broke through the morning stillness, tentative yet probing. "Did you know Glow Girl changed its brand ambassador?" She asked, her tone laced with barely concealed urgency. Xavier didn’t look up from his breakfast. "When did that happen?" His query was casual as if discussing the weather. "I got an email yesterday," Olivia replied, the edges of her words tinged with bitterness. He took another bite, the red juice of the strawberry staining his lips—a mocking echo of the makeup that painted hers. "Well, I'm not surprised they did," he said, the indifference in his voice sharper than the knife he wielded.

Mouths dropped, and phones were capturing pictures and videos; all I could see were flashes and dropped jaws. “Holy shit… what the hell are you?” Olivia asked as she stepped back, her eyes wide as she stared at me. Without waiting for a reply, she quickly turned to the shocked crowd. “And this is another reason why Judy shouldn’t be our Luna… because look at her! She’s a freak. We deserve someone more deserving like Lila Blackwell!!!!” Wait… what??

Olivia said, her voice cracking a bit. "Are you okay? He asked after noticing the tears in her eyes. "Yeah, I just have something stuck in my eyes, that's it.." Olivia lied, and pretended to be getting something from her eyes. "I never knew you could sing!" Olivia said after making sure the tears in her eyes were gone. "You've always known.. You simply can't remember!" He said. Olivia nodded.

I said and they all looked a bit shocked "Lei è brava. Non rovinare tutto questa volta. Farà una bella Rodriguez," Javier said (Translation-"She's a good one. Don't fuck it up this time. She'll make a fine Rodriguez,) Alex just smiled and wrapped his arm around me. "So Olivia how many languages do you know?" Hunter asked "Russia, German, Italian, Portuguese, Spanish, Arabic, Bulgarian, Polish, Danish, English, and Afrikaans," I said "Damn that's a lot," Max said