Zip X Oliver #fpe 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.

Olivia turned her head sideways to duck away from his fingers. She breathed through her red nose and said calmly, “Since you have invited Sunny here today, then talk about what's going on here, why are you doing all of these? How did you collaborate with Penelope Martinez?” “Collaborate?” Zolan Wales cackled and said, “What kind of person is Penelope Martinez? You thought I am interested in collaborating with her?

said Oliver. Mika and Katleho looked at each other, then agreed that it was a good idea. Meanwhile, I was doing my own research. “Mr Zwane, do you have something to hide?” I said, scrolling through Oliver’s private emails. Then I finally found it. A personal video of Oliver,it was not clear, it kept on cutting Oliver’s words. “What are you saying?” I wondered. Oliver was sending the email to his other personal account, he probably thought it was important to have it online in case something were to happen to him.

Oliver added. “I think so.” Zeke lifted his hand and the two high fived. Sealing packs of their agreement to be the cupid of their friend’s love life.

Oliver frowned. His chest tightened again. He hesitated for a second. Then opened his email app. One new message. No sender name. Just an attachment. Oliver’s pulse picked up. He stared at it. Didn’t open it immediately. Another message came through. Go on. Oliver swallowed. His thumb hovered over the attachment. Then he tapped it. The image loaded slowly. And the moment it appeared— Oliver froze. It was a photo. Old. Grainy. Taken from a distance.

(smiles) Julia" I'm Julia. MMA fighter. Don't ask for my age. And if you have injuries, come to me. I'm tasked to heal them even if I hate you. (glares at Titan and Zach) Azalea: I'm Azalea. Seventeen. I can teleport whatever, whenever, wherever. I just got back from somewhere really far, so I'm a bit out of it now. (slumped down on the table, lazily) Oliver: I'm Oliver. Eighteen, and I have the power to make anyone fall in love with me. (Selena, Cynthia, Julia, Azalea inched back from their seats and looked at him warily) When I say anyone, that means even the boys. (Titan and Zach grimaced) (Oliver laughed)

I think someone needs to be tied up and handcuffed, I mused to myself. I glanced over to see Oliver walking out of the tunnel as Zander jogged into it. Oliver is handsome enough. He has that Midwest country boy look to him. Standing around six feet tall, with brown hair and brown eyes, I can see how a lot of girls would find him attractive. He has a boy-next-door look about him. Although it’s hard for me to judge guys as I compare them all to Zander, and all pale in comparison. “Hey, Isabella,” Oliver said, smiling. “Are you ready to go?”

He responded. "Is everything alright, Oliver?" I asked, and he moved closer to me. "Yeah, but I am sorry if Wolfe couldn't be with you tonight, but don't worry after everything will be okay, I will bring him to you, Victoria, but because of what is going around Zenith, Zane told me, we should take my pet to somewhere safe," Oliver explained, and I nodded my head. "Don't worry about me, Oliver, I understand, and please tell Wolfe I miss him so much, and I couldn't wait to see him soon. And I hope he will be okay," I responded.

The following morning, the search for Oliver continued. They were keeping it under wraps from everyone except Nathan and the warriors he trusted. There was no trace of him anywhere. Ryder was beginning to think that Oliver had help from more than just Connor. Zoe started noticing some changes as they ate breakfast in the dining hall. Her vision was better, allowing her to see details on the wall on the other side of the room that she hadn't noticed before. She began picking up Ryder's scent. It smelled like pine trees and a fresh sea breeze; it was intoxicating. Her body responded every time she smelled it.

No matter what happens, this world needs your voice—draw it loud. -Z_ I press my lips together, trying not to feel anything. But I do. Of course I do. Zane’s always known how to speak to the version of me I hide from the rest of the world. I set the sketchbook down with care, then turn to Oliver’s box. The silver wrapping slips away to reveal a navy-blue hoodie—simple, oversized, and soft. The kind I used to steal from his closet before he started pretending not to notice. Folded neatly beneath it is a framed photo.