Olivia Voz 소설 & 이야기

My voice wavered with a mix of concern and disbelief, "What do you want? And what were you doing with a gun to kill Sofia?" The twin sister, her resemblance to Sofia reaching an uncanny peak, met my eyes with a mixture of remorse and anguish. "My name is Olivia, I bet she never told you about me," she whispered, her voice laced with sorrow. "Sofia... yes, she's my sister. So what?”

Brace yourself for a tornado of never-ending words. Loretta laughs and says, "Oh, I'm ready." The next second, a tiny head poked through the screen, and that tiny head had the prettiest face she ever saw. Even through the screen of her laptop, Olivia was still so pretty. "Hi, Loretta's voice came out at a slightly unexpected high pitch." "Hi, my lady," Olivia says, and it's shocking that she doesn't have a Spanish accent like her parents do. Although it was slightly off a bit, it was still American, which was really weird.

OLIVIA’S P.O.V ‘“Olivia” I heard a voice call me in the darkness. I couldn’t see a thing but I knew that someone was with me yet I still felt safe. “Olivia” I heard the voice again. “Who are you? Where are you?” I asked. “I am inside of you! You need to let me out! You are in danger!!!” the voice said, this time HER words scared me. “What do you mean that you are inside me? How do I let you out?” I asked. “Let me out Olivia!” the voice yelled. “but how?” I asked again. “OLIVIA!!!” I heard the woman scream’

Breanna blurted out before laughing to herself. Clearing my throat, I wrapped my arm around Olivia’s waist tightly and raised my voice. “Meet my girlfriend and baby mama, Olivia Jamerson.” “You’re serious? What the f*cking hell is the matter with you, Joshua? Don’t you know who she is? Did your memory loss mess with your head? She’s Outcast Olive!” Breanna yelled out in absolute fury as she stomped the floor.

Olivia: Of you? Olivia: Why would I be? Masked Number: Mia Castro.

“Olivia” I growled out and she smirked, my father had to restrain my mother from attacking Olivia; without being asked by anyone she took to the stands, swore an oath, and sat down, one of the elders seated in the pack council got up and approached “Tell me Olivia, why are you here?” Olivia smiled broadly as if everything was going according to a plan of hers, she pulled her grey suit jacket straight and leaned closer to the microphone. “You all should be listening to Zephyra, she speaks the truth”

she will go at night at once. She was tired from running all day without eating, she wanted to close her eyes a little bit at that moment she got a call from Laila. "Hey sexy, What's up," Laila teased although this is the way she speaks. "Hey, How are you?" Olivia said. "Oli, Why does your voice sound strange? What happened?" Laila frowned at the other side of the phone. "Nothing, Lady C.I.D, I ate an ice cream last night so my voice is a little broken," Olivia lied completely even though she didn't want to because she didn't want to make Laila worry.

"She's in a very good mood today. She's a dragon when she's mad so.. I'd like to keep it that way." Before Luca could respond— "Olie!"A familiar voice called from inside. "Olivia Angelique!" Olie stared at him, " One sign that she's mad— she will call you useing your real name." Olie turned toward the open door. "I'm coming!" She looked back at Luca with an apologetic smile. "Wait here, okay? I'll ask if she wants to see you." Luca nodded. "Thank you." Olie hurried back into the house, closing the gate behind her.

MATTEO’s POV A spacious room lavished with quality materials of choices could be spotted. The room is sprayed with pictures of a lady singing. Posters are all-around only one face could be spotted; that of Olivia Harmony, the best pop singer in the world. "Call my name and I'll reach out to you," Is the famous slogan she uses. The room is painted with blue gel while stickers of Olivia rested in every corner of the room. At the right-hand corner of the room, there is a table lavished with magazines__they all carried the beautiful pop singer's face and name on their home page.