Random Reading Olivia Fordham Novels & Stories

“I need a horse for my…for Stella.” Aaron frowned slightly, seeming to give the apple more attention than normal. Then he held it back, running his hand down the muzzle of the brown horse and holding out her lead rope to me. “Tiffany. That's what she's called.” — The adrenaline from the sprint hummed beneath my skin, beads of sweat gathered at the back of my neck. I ran my hand against Olarya’s dark fine fur, stopping to scratch the back of her ears softly. Her sides expanded and contracted with heavy, rhythmic breaths, the faint smell of sweat rising from her coat.

With expansion and its own sales channels, the site is not a leader in literature. Meeting Liam was a stroke of luck for Olivia. Back then, her mother was undergoing cancer surgery. Olivia, a lowly newspaper editor, found Liam writing in the hospital. She was overseeing a fantasy novel section, and Liam happened to be writing that genre, making her his first reader and close ally.

Talk to you later. [Olivia] 💦

And then, a few days later, Olivia barged into our room holding her phone like it had personally offended her. “Jenny. You need to see this,” she said, her tone more serious than I’d ever heard. I hesitated, setting down my laptop. “What is it?” She handed me her phone. The screen was open to social media colleges group. And there they were. Pictures of Rexford. With Rachel. Rachel clinging to his arm, smiling like she’d won the jackpot. Pictures of them at Oxford—on the lawn, at some formal event, even one where she was leaning her head on his shoulder. The caption read:

What about Olivia? ***

The great advantage as a wolf was that wounds could heal up themselves. “Ooh totally forget about that I guess I'm quite the unlucky one” he said bitterly. I had no idea what he meant and I wasn't ready to ask either. Derick seemed a little relaxed, “What's your name?” he asked suddenly. "And where are you from? What pack?" My heart pounded in my chest. I had to think fast. “My name is Olivia,” I replied smoothly, forcing myself to meet his look. “I'm from the Silver Moon Pack.” I lied, I didn't have a pack after all so I had to think of something

the guy I was looking at earlier asks. Startled I look over at him in shock. My eyes wide and my mouth dropped I just stare at him. He chuckles lightly. “I’m David… What’s your name?” he asks. I smile. “My name is Olivia, but my friends call me Livy.” He smiles “Well it’s nice to meet you Livy. So why are you reading here anyway?” he asks. My smile widens... “I’m here with my friend. I’m just waiting for her.” I tell him.

I picked it up immediately, opened it and read through. Good morning babe. Hope you had a wonderful night. Sorry I wasn't around when you woke, had some issues to take care of........... Please meet me at the Lake. Olly. Oliver asked Sofiah to give me this? Oh my! it's over an hour ago. I'm sure he isn't at the lake anymore. I became so sad. I stood up and walked towards the lake with hopes of catching him there, but my thoughts were proved right when I got there. He wasn't there any longer.

she chided, her voice sounding strained, “stop being so intrusive!” I couldn’t help but smirk. “Come on, Liv,” I urged, taking a step toward her. “We’ve been friends for years. What’s the harm in talking about stuff like this? It could be fun.” Olivia shook her head and took a step backwards, increasing the gap between us once more. “No way, Nathan Ford,” she replied, folding her arms across her chest in a way that pushed her breasts together and practically caused me to foam at the mouth. “I am not having this discussion with you.”