Olivia Holzmacher Age Novels & Stories

She frowned and looked back at Madam Holton who was pursing her lips with a rather sour look on her face. "Not all packs are run the same, Aria..." Khalia put in to cover any faux par she may have caused. "Quite..." Christoff said. "Olivia is far too beautiful to be kept locked away in some classroom...she is a model and quite a successful one, with her own beauty line."

he continued, trying not to show any positive emotion in his voice. Olivia, the Miss Llarenaz Layla was referring to, was his former girlfriend. They broke up almost a year ago. She won as Miss Universe while they were in a relationship. She was twenty five then. She was five years younger than him. And she was beautiful, statuesque and regal, very deserving to win the title and be given a fiefdom. And the moment she started wearing her crown and flashing her mesmerizing beauty queen smile, the relationship started going downhill. He didn’t like the attention she was getting, the attention which she seemed obsessed with. He was peeved with the suddenly little attention she was giving him. T

Olivia crossed the room and set one of the two flutes of sparkling juice down before lowering herself into one of the two guest chairs. "Thanks. How's the jet lag?" Noemi picked up her glass and sipped. "I am so tired." Olivia slumped in her seat. They sipped their juice for a moment, both openly studying the other. Olivia was a pretty girl with sun streaked blonde hair, freckles and tanned skin that spoke of a lot of time spent outdoors. She was that type who didn't need to wear a bit of make-up to look gorgeous either. Scarlett had mentioned Olivia's backpacking all over the place and she looked the part from her worn, slip-on shoes to the jeans worn through with holes Noemi doubted had be

She laughs walking in hurriedly. " Hahh!! Where should I go with her? She is 20 years old but acts like a kid!" ... " I am tired. Shall we grab some snacks and drinks on the way home?" Lying down on the couch in the staff room, Olivia said. It is a hectic day. I am hungry too. The pain in my chest never leaves me but I don't have time to give any attention. " I can't drink. I am not 20 yet." I said as I collected my stuff.

I am worried about Olivia changing so much. "How will you become a journalist if you continuously hide behind your hoodies and jeans? I don't understand you. You are always outgoing and have many friends, and now you are quiet and always alone. What happened between you and Peter?" Oliver asks. "Nothing that I have to be ashamed of. I was hurt at the moment. I do not feel anything for Peter anymore. I don't want to be associated with Anita. She is not a good influence, and everybody knows that she sleeps around with every guy in school. It is none of my business, so I will not discuss it. She has already turned eighteen, so I guess sleeping around is okay if she wants to. I don't want to be

Chapter one Olivia (POV) Hey, my name is Olivia Russo I'm 21. I grew up with 6 older overprotective brothers and an overprotective dad which I still call Daddy. My mother died when I was still very so I never knew her. For the last three years, I've lived in New York with my abusive boyfriend Bash. In the beginning, when I meet him in high school, he was nice and sweet the best guy I've ever met but after we left school and I moved in with him he showed his true colors.

"From all the social media pages, the bio listed on the agency's website, and the circulating photos, it's confirmed that this woman is indeed the daughter of Rudolf Walters, a property entrepreneur from London who has now expanded into construction and settled in Hamburg, Germany." Tristan looked again at the papers in his hands. He looked at some photos while rereading carefully, as if not wanting to miss any information. "Only 24 years old. Single. Works as a model and is also known as a social activist. She has had relationships with several celebrities. And currently, she lives alone in Marylebone Square's Penthouses." "That's correct, sir," Mario replied again. "I've included some of M

He said, referring to the combat that happened minutes ago. “Ofcourse,” the corner of Father's lips curved up. He directed his hand to the both female wolvens beside Alpha Reuel. “And this is the Skylarron’s Luna, Elena and their daughter, Stella.” “Pleasure to meet you, Oliver” Elena waved her hand to stop me from bowing my head to her. “I must say the description about your…beauty do not do you justice.” I faked a smile, hoping it doesn't come out as awkward as I felt. Elena wore a smile that brightened her face warmly. Her dark hair was swept to the back, braided and held with pins. “The pleasure is mine, Luna Elena.”

He got to his house, parked his car and walked in. “Jeremy!!, where have you been???” Olivia asked. Olivia is red-headed, her hair is shoulder length, and she’s 46. Her eyes colour was hardly seen because she always had contacts on (she wore a pink contact) She was strict with her nephew Jeremy. She’s an Asian woman, of average height. “Aunt!!?” Jeremy gasped he didn’t expect her to come to visit without an invitation. “Yes dear, why are you home so late??!” Olivia asked.

He is 25 years old.  Calista Aveline Whitlock. She is 18 years old orphan. She goes to highschool. She is kind hearted girl. She is pure and an innocent angel. She is also a waitress. She has one friend. She believes in love and fairytales.  Olivia. She is also 18 years old orphan and best freind of calista. She is also a highschool student and work with calista. But she is bold and fierce,when needed.