Waking Olivia Novels & Stories

Olivia says smiling as she gets up, "But first let me order some pizza, it's going to be a long night and i don't really feel like cooking." I sat there with the tv remote looking for some good movies to watch, when there is a knock on the door. I turn to look at Olivia who is leaning over the kitchen counter with her phone and the take out menu. She shakes her head and shows me the phone, "I haven't ordered yet so it can't be them." "Were you expecting anyone tonight then?" i ask standing up walking towards the door. "No, not really," she says shaking her head again, "just check who it is."

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

After he acknowledges, I hang up, take a deep breath, and slip my phone into my pocket before heading inside. Once I’m in, it’s eerily quiet—Olivia’s nowhere to be found. Maybe she’s asleep? As I walk past her room, I suddenly hear a loud scream. I turn around and open the door, only to find her thrashing in her sleep, clearly having a nightmare. My heart sinks. I rush to her side and shake her gently, "Olivia, wake up!" But she just keeps screaming, "No... please... don’t... die..." My jaw tightens; that jerk is the reason for her distress.

She felt particularly lighter and happier this morning. Why? She didn’t know herself, but she guessed it must have been something linked to lectures beginning. By the time she was done and out of the shower, Olivia was already up, yawning like someone who had been asleep for days. "Well, you're up early and ready," Olivia blurted out as she spotted Sophia walking out of the bathroom. "Good morning. Did I disturb your sleep? I didn’t mean to wake you up." "No, not at all. You didn’t. I needed to wake up, actually. I need to go through the brochure before heading to class. I see you're a morning person. How long have you been up?"

“I…” Old Mr. Wilson barely got the first syllable out. Zachary moved instantly. He stepped forward and touched the wheelchair armrest, then the wheel, checking it like he was trying to confirm what had just happened. “Wake up.” But before Zachary could figure anything out, Old Mr. Wilson’s head slumped. He passed out cold. At the same time, the door opened. Olivia walked in with a smile. She bent down, checked Old Mr. Wilson’s condition, then gasped dramatically.

They moved aside immediately as I carried her away. Inside the pack house, I summoned the healer through the mind link before I even reached the entrance. She was already waiting when I stepped through the doors. I carried Olivia straight to my chambers and laid her carefully on the bed. The healer, an elderly woman with silver hair and sharp, knowing eyes, wasted no time. She checked Olivia’s pulse, her breathing, her pupils. After several minutes of silent examination, she brought out a small pill and gently placed it between Olivia’s lips, making sure she swallowed it.

Olivia scrambled all the way back until her spine hit the hard wooden headboard right next to the metal IV stand. "Did you really think I’d never find out?" Vulcan snarled, standing right over her bed, blocking out all the light in the room. "Did you think I wouldn't realize that the maid, Olivia, was Mike Hawthorne’s actual daughter?! Did you think I would fail to find my promised betrothed just because you were my mate?!" Olivia’s breath hitched violently in her throat. WHAT?! Yara screamed hysterically inside her mind, her wolf howling in absolute horror. WHAT IS HE SAYING?!

"PICK HER UP!" 2 servants picked Olivia up. Against the wall. Victoria rained slaps. _SLAP SLAP SLAP SLAP_ 10 slaps. One after another. Blood from Olivia’s mouth. Blood from her nose. Eyes started closing. Amelia grabbed her hair and threw her in the bathtub. Cold water. "TAKE A BATH. WAKE UP." Kicks even in the water. Olivia was about to pass out. 9:15 AM. LUCAS'S "HELP"*

Olivia grunted. "What are you?" Leon asked. "I'm... I'm..." Olivia moaned as she sunk herself down on his cock, "I'm a whore for nigger cock!" "Oooh fuck!" Olivia moaned as she woke up from her sex dream. She was sweating and panting, and between her legs was drenched. Olivia reached over and grabbed her phone to see it was nearly 8am. Jesus, what's happening with me? Olivia wanted to distract herself, so she went downstairs and started to clean the kitchen. And it worked for fifteen minutes until her phone started to ring and she saw her neighbour, Maya, was calling her.

Three years ago Jace's POV. "And then the hot babysitter turned out to be some satanist trying to sacrifice him cause he had blood of the innocent." She explains with her hands. Olivia is an early riser, this morning she decided to wake up early and then wake me up and tell me all about some movie she watched. I'm currently hungover, laying flat on her bed while she's on top of me, straddling my hips as she explains the events of the movie.