Olivia Omb Novels & Stories

He only had little time left and he couldn't risk his position for anything. Olivia started at herself in the floor length mirror. She looked good to say the least. He full black hair was pinned in a high ponytail and the blue dress she had on made her eyes pop out. The only thing on her face was lipgloss as her sister had refused to help her with her makeup. Olivia didn't mind. She felt suffocated by it anyway. A soft knock came and Gwen, their new made peeped in. " Mr Payne has arrived, Olivia." The woman said. Olivia nodded.

"Wait, I know you. I've seen you before. You look so familiar." "Let's go Sabrina. This is Olivia my personal secretary so there's no way on earth that you could've seen or met her." He tried to reach you her but she wouldn't budge. "No I've seen her." She answered convincingly. Her face had gone from smiling to frowning in a matter of seconds. "Olivia Right? How can I forget the face of the woman who tried to steal my man from me?" She asked and I suddenly felt insulted. "It was all over the news and a lot of people sent me videos and pictures of the news as souvenirs."

The betrayal stung, but she swallowed it. One of her assistants entered the office timidly. “There is something else,” she whispered. “What now?” The girl set down a magazine. On the cover, EVE OLIVIA DECLARES GLOBAL EXPANSION. “THIS WORLD ISN’T BIG ENOUGH FOR TWO OF US.” A direct shot. A challenge. Signed with Olivia’s own handwriting. Olivia’s jaw tightened. Her fingers curled. “Well,” she said. “Then I’ll make it smaller.” Olivia summoned the directors.

He was alone. Then, Olivia stepped forward. She didn't run. She walked. She walked right past Jack, past Marcus, toward the ocean. "Olivia?" Jack gritted out. "What are you doing?" Olivia stopped at the water's edge. She looked at the cable. Then she looked out at the dark horizon where the cable disappeared. "Subject 002," Olivia whispered to herself. "Directive: Protect the Assets. Override Safety Limiters." She raised her hand. She didn't touch the cable. She just held her palm open.

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

Leaning forward, Olivia whispered sensually. “My name is Olivia Wilona.”

I finish with a smile on my face. Before Caleb could say anything a clapping sound emanated from behind him. Caleb turned to look behind him, giving me a clear view of who the sound was coming from. Olivia stood beside Caleb's bed, her hands clapping together with a sly smile spreading across her face. "Say hello to all my five hundred thousand followers," she said, her voice dripping with malice. I noticed a tripod stand in front of her, holding her phone, the screen glowing with what looked like a live stream.

“You… Don’t come over! I don’t know… I don’t know anything…” Olivia did not bother to hide her true identity and said, “Rainie, I am Olivia Larson. I am still alive. Please tell me everything you know about four years ago…” “Ahh! I don’t know… Stay away from me!” Rainie struggled continuously, and she did not even notice her flesh being scratched by the needle in her hand. “Rainie, I am still alive. Please tell me. Please.” Olivia was anxious, and she reached out to grab Rainie, which shocked her. She fell onto the ground from the bed.

Olivia chuckled " I'm not even a member of the undead, I'm only imitating Daera and now my contract has expired, I'm free to join any mercenary group if you don't recruit me" " Pampered heiress, you can't go around telling people you have soul powers, it's dangerous" Olivia nodded her head " I know and I won't, master, please wake me up when we're about to reach Devil's lane so I can change into my robes and put on my mask " She rested her head against the seat and her eyelashes drifted close. " Pampered heiress! How can you think of sleeping during your first mission!! You should remain wide awake!!!"

he said, his tone laced with clarification. Celia waved him off, a mischievous glint in her eyes. "Ryan, you’ve been giving orders since you were a kid. Why would you change now?" She turned to me, her expression softening. "So, tell me, what’s your name, sweetheart?" "Olivia," I answered, keeping my tone polite. "Pretty name. How old are you, Olivia?" "Um, nineteen," I replied, feeling her curious gaze bore into me. “I'm an Omega."