Oliver Oken Romane & Geschichten

With a groan, I settled back down, curling up on the bed or table or whatever this thing was that I was lying on. "I'm still thirsty," I said, gesturing for the cup of water he'd put down for me earlier. He nodded and handed it to me, staying close as I took another few sips. God... It was hard not to down it all in one go. "My name is Oliver, by the way. But most people call me Olli," he announced with a proud smile. I nodded, unimpressed. "That's great. And what are you? An exploited child actor? Some important person on the crew's kid?"

I really sincerely hoped Johnathan will meet some nice girl who would make him even happier than I did, because he certainly deserved it. In September, I met with Luna again and I had to focus some of my attention on learning, all the more so as the material didn't get any easier. The teachers were slowly starting to prepare us for the exams to be held at the end of high school. Oliver ended high school before the summer holidays, so in Spetember he did the course and started working as a tour guide. His knowledge of the city and history surprised the course leader, so Oliver underwent an accelerated version and then was hired quickly, from October 1st.

Henrick isn’t someone who speak his mind when it comes to problem. “Woah. I love this song. Woooo~” Oliver commented while waving his body to the beat as he walk his way to the dance floor. Among us he’s the most unbothered on the situation. Zeke also joined him. Leaving Moe, Finn and I in the couch.

He does not like it when they hang around her like flies. "You should start enjoying yourself more. You are only young once, never want to hang out with us anymore, and never want to go out when I go out with our old friends. I don't know what happened to you, Olivia, but you have become a nerd," Oliver says. "You can call me whatever you want, but I will not betray myself to become something I am not. I am not a beauty queen and do not want to be one. I don't care about fashion, and I do not care about boys right now. I want to concentrate on my studies for the future. You are going to study business and take over from father one day. But I am going to learn what I want to. I may take over

Jena rolled her eyes “Yes I know that, Oliver’s estate is big and like a mini town you can go for walks and do other activities inside the estate without having to step into the outside world unless you need to. Also I think you need to let Oliver know everything that way he can protect you and his child, you lied about your identity before and now you are keeping the fact that the life of his child is at risk, if anything happens he will not forgive you” Israel said

"I'm not going to the Lycan King's dinner. In fact, I don’t have it in me to be cordial with anyone at the moment. There wouldn’t be any point in attending. I’d be rude to the Lycan King and make a fool of myself." Oliver was a close friend of mine, an Alpha from one of the packs to the west of the mainland. He was a hopeless romantic, though he came off as frivolous and had a bit of an adulterous air about him. I knew that he was doing what he could to endure, to refrain from making fun of me when I was so vulnerable. Nevertheless, I could imagine his teasing smile from his tone. "But your Luna and sweetheart are both here. Why don't you come over?"

He responded. "Will you please be honest with me, Oliver? Who are you?" I asked him again. "And please don't tell me another lie because I am tired of it, Oliver," I said in more than a whisper. "Are you eighteen years old?" I asked. "No, I am not. Victoria, I am already twenty-six years old, and I am the CEO of my company at Gallant City. And I am the Alpha of our pack, the Valiant Pack. And I came to Zenith because of you, your father, and the elders of my pack begged me to come here and pretend as a Senior High School student for your protection." Oliver said, and he narrated everything to me, and I learned Zane is one of our kind, and I hated my parents for lying their identity to me.

What I wasn’t normally in support of is when my name gets spoiled all round town, when I’m sure such things like that hadn’t happened. Oliver was fit for the task I gave him, he was once a military personnel but stopped after Mia’s almost abduction. “It will be done.” “When is Noah coming again?” “He’s still occupied to his work as the manager here,” Oliver chuckled. “If I don’t know you well I’d say, you're gay.” I snorted. “You love pussy too much not to care.” I couldn’t remember when last I went to Eyecatchers to get laid. If my friends later find out, they’d want an explanation. Wren has finally succeeded in messing with my head.

she paused, her tongue flicking briefly across her lower lip, "...more aware." I stiffened, my fingers curling tightly around my coffee mug. "I'm sorry to disappoint," I said, my voice steadier than I felt. Lena chuckled, the sound like velvet but somehow cold. "Oh, I wouldn't say I'm disappointed. Just... intrigued." She leaned closer, her scent washing over me—something expensive and floral, but with an underlying sharpness that made my nose wrinkle. "An omega who doesn't know she's an omega. It's fascinating, really."

When I finally made it home that day, I let out a deep breath before heading to work. At work, I couldn’t concentrate. What was he going to do next? When I got back home, I received another message from the same unknown number as before: You just started what you can’t finish, Chloe. You’ll regret this. That’s when I realized it was definitely Owen. Still, I feigned ignorance and sent a reply: Who is this, please? But there was no response. Since then, he and his friends have decided to make my life hell. He hasn’t directly attacked me like he usually does with others, but he’s made sure that he, or one, or all of his friends, “comments” on my look of the day, just like Devin did.