Novel & Cerita Empty By Olivia O'brien

She asked. Blair shook his head, a hint of coldness in his eyes. “No.” There was still no trace of her, even after several days of searching. It was most likely that Olivia was no longer in Dorland. Olivia was an orphan with a simple background. She had no enemies or family. Who could have taken her away? Mable hugged Blair and looked up at him. “Let’s put this matter aside for now. You’ve been working too hard lately.” Mable knew he wanted to resolve everything before their wedding. However, some things could not be rushed. They needed the right timing.

Third person's POV "Tell Olivia she can come and see me at four, Mother. But please tell the little girl I am swamped and cannot talk to her for long. I have things to do and prepare for tomorrow's meeting," Enzo says. He forgot that seventeen is not as young as he thinks it is. Besides, the twins are almost eighteen, and he is nearly twenty-five and not much older than Olivia. It makes his mother smile because she thinks he's in for a big surprise. Sofia knows how beautiful Olivia is. She also knows that Olivia does not like wearing makeup, and that is one thing that her son would appreciate. She still has hope that her son will fall in love with Olivia, although Olivia is still young. Enzo

"So Embry, senior year, exciting, what are your plans for after school?" Indigo questioned, sitting back in the armchair adjacent to the couch Noah and I were on. Sebastian mingled around the room, every now and again throwing looks my way while Evelyn pottered in and out.

"Are you certain nobody followed you?" Olivia's voice cut through the thick murky air of the abandoned warehouse as her heels clicked ominously in her approach to a group of men waiting under the dim light of a flickering light bulb. The tallest of them was a man with a scar running down his cheek-forwarded. "We're professionals, lady. Nobody knows we're here." Olivia's mouth shuddered into an upward curve; her eyes were quivering with terror. "Good. I want this done quietly, spotless of any errors. If you mess this up, it won't be my plans that are ruined-it'll be your lives that end."

"The show will begin in a few minutes. I don't know if Jenna will join you here, but expect her anyway. I need to go change into my costume now." "Alright, see you at the show's end," Olivia said. "break a leg." I copied the popular dancer slang, and Zuhra rolled her eyes. She sprinted away from us, and I focused on the empty stage. Many people were already seated below, but I guessed we were early since nothing was happening yet. "Oh, look," Olivia said, pointing at something on her phone. "today's Blaze Griffin's wedding." I resisted the urge to snap at her. I know that all too well.

A breath of damp, old air rolled upward, carrying the smell of stone, metal, and something older… almost metallic. The house groaned. Her phone buzzed. She yanked it out, hands shaking, and saw a new message. Unknown number. Timestamp 03:43 AM. A video file. She didn’t want to play it. But her thumb tapped before her mind could stop it. The video opened. Darkness. A single candle. A room that looked like a basement. A stone floor. And in the center, Olivia. Her heart plummeted. She was wearing a white shift dress, soaked at the hem. Her hair hung loose and wild down her back. Her eyes were open wide, but empty, like someone had scooped her soul out.

When the property manager calls me, I'm in the middle of picking out the curtains for my new home while sitting behind my desk. "Ms. Grant, the moving truck hired by your partner is stuck in the underground garage of the apartment. Do you need help dealing with this incident?" My hand, which is clutching the mouse, freezes at that moment. I haven't even received my keys to my new place. How can I possibly be moving my things there now? "But Matthew showed up with the permission slip that you signed and claimed the keys. Right now, he's carrying the bed into the master suite. "He told me that you've given him permission to let your relative, Ms. Rosalie Sullivan, and her child move into

Sadly, I didn't get lucky to have one. "Did you watch the premiere of the Euphoria last night?" Olivia said in the middle of my day dreaming. She's holding and tying up her hair in a bun. Thanks god, I almost ate all of her hair. "No. I'm doing our homework" She slowly turned her head with her shocked expression. She then put her hand on her face and wipe her eyes going down. "Shit. We have homework? I didn't even know.. "

She still calls me that. "Hi" I replied calmly. "Can I sit?" She pointed at the seat Justin sitting on. Was she really trying to be a Bitch? "Justin's there as you can s.." "It's fine bro" Justin said as he got to his feet and walked away. He never liked Eva, and I guess he wasn't in for any business with her. "So what's been up with you, Olly?" "Nothing much. I'm good" I replied curtly. I surprisingly found myself uninterested in whatever she was saying. Lois later came back, dressed in a short silver flair gown and a simple wedge sandals.

“She does not deserve your mercy!” “…mother…” “Oblivion?” Olivia scoffed and let out a haughty laugh. “You don’t have the power, little girl!” Adolph wasn’t sure what it was, but he felt the air shake. He turned and looked at Nimue. The glow in her eyes had turned dark like obsidian. His sword lifted from the ground and out of its sheathe. The blade glowed bright blue and grew brighter as it aimed at Olivia. In a flash, it shot through the air, tearing through Olivia’s arm like paper.