Vocaloid Oliver Novels & Stories

said Aldo, taking in the cigarettes that Oliver's men had just given him. "No problem, I still have some time to bring that girl here as well as Xander!" said Oliver "Okay, I'll help you with my men. They're not random people!" "Hmm!" mumbled Oliver looking down at his Wine, even when Aldo had cleared his way. Oliver was still in the same position and didn't move a thing. Oliver is venturing into a world of mind that he created himself. Until the moment he suddenly felt the hairs on his neck rise, Oliver immediately returned to his own thoughts and immediately gulped down the Wine.

My lips parted to speak when a rattle came from behind the door and the handle twisted, revealing a male that looked to be in his late twenties. “By the fates,” he adjusted the black rim glasses on the bridge of his nose and his eyes trailed from me to Keyleth and then behind my back. “Oliver, what brings you here b—” “We need your help, please.” His expression flattened out and he opened the door wider, giving us space to walk in. The wooden door closed shut behind us, rattling the floor boards. “Somehow, you always manage to find yourself in something” I let the body drop from my back down to the floor with a loud thud. I could give one fuck what happened to the wolven right now. My back w

"Alright." In fact, she knew in her heart that what Oliver said was not true. Oliver's wife was a history teacher. Chelsea had seen her before. She was a very cultured woman. Oliver was deeply in love with her. How could he have affairs with his colleagues? The real reason was that Chelsea was the one they decided on to voice the heroine of the anime in the beginning. Oliver had told her in advance, and Chelsea had agreed. However, not long after, his business partner recommended his girlfriend, who was a well-known voice actress.

Who does he think he is? “I’ll let you go after you tell me what you need.” He says very calmly as if he wasn’t holding his boss’s daughter against her will. “I have nothing to tell you. This is between me and my dad, it’s none of your business.” I say angrily. “Everything related to you is my business, doll.” He says with a smile. “Stop calling me doll. My name is Olivia.” I mutter. “I know. But you remind me of a doll with your big beautiful blue eyes and porcelain skin.”

everyone said "Here," Dad said as he gave Oliver a glass of whiskey "Who are you? And why do Nick and I look like you," Oliver asked Dad "Oliver this is your father, Andrei," Daddy said "What?" He asked and looked at both Daddy and Dad "You're my, Nick, and Olive's father?" over asked "Yes," Dad said Oliver nodded his head and looked at me "You look fat," He said "Ouch asshole," I said after gasping "She's pregnant, ass," Alex said

Oliver explained. “What riddle?” Wendy asked. “Two from one blood, One must perish and the other must go and send this message, the only way it ends is if you find the book that sets us free, or till then its going to be me that makes you all bleed, till there's no one to set us free” Oliver said and they all saw the similarities with what he said and what was happening to Jordan and Jasmine. “He was called the Wolf Siren, the only wolf that had the ability to sing siren songs, he cast to hell by Seth’s father with the main crest that he stole that made us bow to him” Oliver said.

Olivera hums, as though trying to be snarky and yet, I hear the lap of concern in his voice. I wait for him to stop running and set me down before I open my eyes up, seeing a bright white light shift overhead, hands working at my throat and my jaw, the fingertips soft and unfamiliar. Olivera is standing opposite of this rogue, his glare pointed and critical of his every poke and prod around my burning surface.

The first ring… the second… the third… He almost gave up, thinking Avery would never answer. Then, the call connected. “Hello…?” Avery’s voice sounded so weak and hoarse, it was almost a whisper. Oliver immediately put on the sweetest, most pitiable tone he could muster. “Avery, darling, you finally answered. Where are you? Come home, I miss you and our little girl.” He waited for Avery’s reply, a sob, perhaps words of longing. Anything he could use to pull her back. But to Oliver’s astonishment, what he heard next was not his wife’s voice. It was the deep, cold, and menacing voice of a man.

I opened the door and walked inside, Oliver was sitting on a single sofa, he looked angry as he stared at me. “What Have You Done?” He yelled at the top of his lungs and I took back some steps cautiously. “O..Li…V…ER.” I stuttered, scared. “I Am Not Oliver.” He yelled furiously and then his appearance started changing making my eyes pop out in disbelief.

Is it because I am already mature to this type of thing or is it just me lacking about cute stuff? “Take a look at this” Oliver called me by waving his hand from the corner. I went there and I saw what he was looking for. “Wow” was the only thing I could say at this moment. It is a resin from my favorite anime. “Want to buy it?” Oliver asked. I am already fetching my wallet inside my pocket but Oliver stops me. “Let me pay for it.”