Goddess Olivia Blake Novels & Stories

“I don’t get it. Who?” Ricci asked, heavily disoriented. “Blake? Your father? Do you not know him anymore?” Olivia laughed, playing her role so well. “Dumb now, aren’t we.” I laughed, arms crossed under my boobs as I watched the brawl. It’s all so crazy. Olivia tried to kill me in spite a while ago and now she’s on my side… temporarily anyways. “I don’t believe you. You came here with Chelsea? Why are you two friends? What’s going on?” Ricci’s disorganized mind has me bawling and kicking with joy. He has absolutely no idea and that’s fucking hilarious.

"There is no need for you to do that, Alpha Conan! I am already here and we can talk about what kind of punishment Olivia deserves!" We all looked up and saw the Moon Goddess Ashlea descending on the ground. She is graceful in her elegant dress. Her drop-dead beauty shines even in the night. As soon as she came down, we all need to our knees and let her speak. "From what I have witnessed, it is crystal clear who is the main reason why many werewolves had died. And the only one responsible for all of this is no other than Olivia. Well, capturing her is so easy for me. As a matter of fact, I already sent her to prison and I already considered her a rogue. She is no longer allowed to interact w

Somehow, it made me feel anxious yet sad that all the hardwork I've done just went down the drain. “What’s going on here?” an unfamiliar voice suddenly uttered. “Matthew?” Evelyn gasped. My eyes widened in recognition. Matthew? The guard I’ve been hearing about yesterday? Evelyn’s supposed mate? “You again?” Matthew sighed. “What did you do this time? Why is the prince’s clothes all soiled?” “I didn’t do anything wrong!” Evelyn explained. “It’s this blind omega that messed it up.” It was almost impressive how Evelyn shifted her voice from being predatory to being innocent.

The silence that followed after was a comfortable one, but Mia could sense that her daughter had something to say. " Mother, what if I told you that I have a way to set you free? To set us free?" Olivia peeked at her from under her eyelashes. Mia quirked a brow. " Our Freedom?" That would mean they would live their lives peacefully. It was a dream come true. " Yes. I have a way to set you free. Father has agree do it." Olivia said, her head hung low. Mia stared at her daughter. " And what have you chosen to sacrifice for this?" Mia sighed. She knew the man she was married to. There was always a catch. Olivia avoided her mother's gaze.

Third Person POV The moon goddess is what Olivia had always imagined she would be. Beautiful and loving. Since Olivia arrived in her world, the goddess has done nothing but profusely apologize for her treatment. She said she couldn’t watch her suffer any longer, and when the time came to choose for me to heal from my wounds or succumb to them, she chose the option that she thought Olivia would want most. But she was wrong. “It was my fault from the beginning,” Olivia breathes, looking below to see her brother far away in the distance. He leaves the beach after casting out the body, but the other figure on the beach stays. “I should never have trusted that monster.”

Basking in the endorphin rush she got from the display of affection, Olive responded in the negative "Nah, I already ate something at Desiree's. What about you, have you eaten something?" "Yeah, I missed lunch so I had an early dinner." Rosabella replied. "Okay, wanna watch a movie before bedtime?" Olive asked grabbing the remote off the table and flicking through the stations. And so Olive and her mother watched TV until Morpheus sent his sand to overpower them and put them to sleep. Meanwhile, In a cave, In an Unknown Location, A regal and enchanting-looking woman sat beside a pool and in that pool was instead of her reflection, the image of Olive fast asleep on her bed.

It was as if a rock had fallen on Deya - her knees trembled, her breath caught. She was in a small room. Twilight reigned here, the windows were covered with thick curtains, but Deya knew that it was already deep night and the moon was rising. Directly in front of her is the altar of the Goddess. A white statue of a translucent solid stone depicting a girl wrapped in a long robe with wide sleeves. Hands are folded on the chest, and the face is hidden by a hood. No one has ever seen the face of the Goddess. An open hearth is built under the statue, the flame burns evenly - this is the only source of light, and because of this, strange twisting shadows crawl along the walls. Or is it dark in t

I pushed it down. "I’m ready," I whispered—not to the blade, not to the gods, but to myself. Then I lifted my chin, squared my shoulders, and stepped toward the doors. Whatever waited for me inside the temple—blood, truth, or damnation—it would end tonight. I stealthily made my way up the stairs. It didn't miss my attention, the place was deserted, but she was here. Fewer people meant no interruptions. I pushed open the heavy doors, the smell of incense entered my nostrils without consent. She was kneeling in a white dress in front of a statue of the moon goddess, the smoke was like a curtain. I used the blade to cut through. As the smoke disappeared, there she was, an older version of me, n

Olivia's POV "you meant that black substance and this pretty dagger?" she asked, playing with the dagger in her slender hands. The Blue Rain warrior’s jaw dropped wide in fright and disbelief. "wh...who are you?" he questioned, his body shaking as he lost control of himself. "I'm just a fragile little girl with a banging body... or don't you find my body attractive?" she taunted him. "please forgive me, I can be your slave. yes, I can do anything you want, please don't kill me," he pleaded, dropping to his knees and bowing toward her.

she said beckoning on her daughter. "I'd be sending you to the planet Earth. You need to bring back our goddess. Alvandia has done their worst. The curse is getting strong with each passing day. We need the goddess, she's the Antidote to this curse " The priestess Said in a breathe, When a messenger ran in.