Olivia Jarden Novels & Stories

The Everhart elders and the nannies couldn’t calm them down. Liam heard his father yelling, “Liam! Leon and Seraphina’s phones are off. Take the twins back to the amusement park—now!” The dignified second young master of the Everhart family, a man with a busy schedule, still had to drop everything to babysit for his brother and sister-in-law. Meanwhile, Olivia wasn’t faring well abroad. Her lover had burned through all the money she had within a year. However, after years of living overseas, Olivia had become highly independent. She had a keen eye for luxury goods—back in college, she often resold high-end items. She knew where to source second-hand luxury goods and had started a personal sh

Keeping them outside and away was Olivia’s number one priority. Alexandra looked at the other woman, stunned at her beauty. Yeah, she’d known that Olivia Foreman, formerly Olivia Jameson, was an ex-model. She’d seen Liv’s photos plastered across men’s magazine covers, and she’d also read about the horrific attack that had unceremoniously ended that career.

Slowly, she started to unwind. Sipping her wine, Liv wandered down the hall to her bedroom and slipped out of her tight dress and towering high heels. She donned a pair of jeans and a loose sweater, then went into her attached bathroom to tie her long auburn hair back. She was a tall, slim woman with large breasts (all natural, at least for now) and curves that had been photographed in hundreds of bikinis and pieces of lingerie, as well as numerous items of clothing by top designers. Olivia Jameson was in demand, she was hot; she was also thirty years old now, and fully aware that her days in the industry were numbered. She went back to her kitchen and ran hot water into the sink. On a coffe

an unfamiliar voice greeted. "Giovanni, Pablo, Rafael! It's good to see you again," Andrea replied before three strangers appeared in the kitchen. "And who's this?" one asked instantly seeing me behind the counter. He was clearly Hispanic but obviously wanted me to understand what he was saying and could tell I was more likely to understand English. "Ah!" Andrea said his eyes lighting up. "This is my new bitch. Ella Jones, Luna of Alpha Leonardo Loren." "Loren's mate..." one said eyeing me. "Good catch, Andrea. But I've heard about her. Doesn't she give the Alpha a run for his money? Always running away, disobeying, talking back...ect..."

Leah walked into the café, ordered her usual, and sat in her favorite spot. After ten minutes of just sitting there not even touching her strawberries, she noticed that she wasn’t getting comfort from her favorite snack. That’s when she realized that she was depressed. Leah loved her clan, and she would do anything to protect them. But at what cost? Her freedom? Her happiness? This wasn’t fair. She would rather be getting to know Ray than worrying about how she was going to get herself out of mating with Theo Blackwell.

"Pheew! Finally," someone released a long breath beside Mirabel, she turned her head and smiled at the young lady with short brown hair and doe brown eyes that stood beside her. "Yeah, finally, now you can have a rest" She patted Olivia's back, the young lady was aerophobic and had been complaining almost every passing second when they were on the flight. Olivia was her assistant at SPOTLIGHT ENT. of Country B, she was paired with an assistant after the drama she had acted in Country B.

She felt relieved when she closed the doors and went back to her seat. Like any other assassin, she had done her research. She was iconic in the fashion industry and had her own fashion line and was an investor in many popular cloth and shoe brands. She was rich, famous and was head over heels for Levi Wushi. However, even though she had everything she could ever want, she couldn't get any love or affection from Mr. Wushi.

“Three? Normally isn’t it one?” Olivia nodded, sitting down on the dining chair. She was watching a pot on the stove. “Because of my connection, I get a little more potency out of my potions if I can. I also sell birth control, healing for joints and aches, and one that will put you in a dream-like state.” I realized she probably made her own birth control. She knew I was infertile so I wondered if she was still taking it. Olivia looked over at me and smiled.

Suddenly Jennifer's voice was heard from inside the house trying to call out to Olivia who had been standing at the door staring blankly outside without saying a word. " Olivia, who is that? " asked Jennifer, as she made her way to the door, but then she was surprised when she saw Olivia staring at an old woman, for some reason, Jennifer felt something was off about her, the woman in front of her looked so beautiful and so elegant, despite her old age, one could mistake her for a member of the royal house.

All in all, she was gorgeous. ‘Her perfume though…did she pour a whole bottle on herself?’ Olivia wondered. “My name is Jennifer, what’s yours?” “Olivia Summers.” Jennifer’s eyes widened for a moment before being back to normal and she whispered something like “It must be a coincidence.” Jennifer looked familiar to Olivia and she felt like she has seen her before. “So I noticed you like sitting alone and I came to disturb you.” She smiled. “You know, I’ve seen you in the two classes I’ve had today. Our schedule must be the same.”