Stray Werewolf: Lunch with a Wolf
oliver hesitated. “no topics off limits, you said?” “yep.” teagan winked.
Collars - Chapter 1 - Pacts/Restart
oliver couldn't respond fast enough. [_oliver!_] the boots were designed to keep oliver and abel on top of the vtol, but against that much resistance, they failed, and oliver was knocked onto his back.
Stray Werewolf: Afternoon Wolf Chill
oliver kept trying to pull the zipper, with only limited success. teagan smirked. “want me to help?” oliver shook his head. “not yet. let me do this!
Dalarius
Dalarius started when oliver tapped him on the shoulder, and his head whipped around. he must have looked strange, because oliver's face grew quizzical. "you alright, dal?" he asked. _you won't get a better time. own it, coward. do it. do it. do it.
Going Back
She asked, still wrapped around oliver. "hd video maybe." answered brady, earning a few laughs from the group. "any cute guys down there then? am i missing out, staying up here with poor oliver?" she asked next, sticking her tongue out at the lab.
Dark Surprises
oliver ruffled in his sleep for just a second before becoming still again.
Evidence (A Werewolf Story Idea)
olive rushed out leaping over the two steps onto the dirt path falling onto all fours.
Dreams: Chapter 3
In a large salad bowl, combine the romaine, onion, olives, bell peppers, tomatoes, cucumber and cheese. 2. whisk together the olive oil, oregano, lemon juice and black pepper. pour dressing over salad, toss and serve.
Spiral Nebula - Chapter 4
Asked oliver after the first few brightest stars appeared in the sky. the brightest star belonging to the udas. oliver stared at it. he had mixed feelings about them.
Thomas Cartoon Series Double-Length Episode #2: The Pirate Adventure (ALT Cut No. 2) Part 2
oliver: what? me? no, no, no, i'm oliver. it was henry and gordon who that happened to, why would think it would be me? luprand: my apologies, mr. oliver.
The Roommates
What happened, olive? olive!" olive blinked and shook her head uncomprehendingly, tilting to the side and regaining her balance with difficulty, fighting tooth and nail to even stay remotely upright.
Writing On The Walls
Joseph had barely been a father when oliver grew up, choosing to have as little to do with his son as possible. in his younger years oliver knew him as the scary man who came home from work shouting.