Ari Melber Book Novels & Stories

His slow, steady breathing matches mine, and I can tell he’s struggling to focus, too. The first journal is from when Melia was only 13. She writes about her parents and her brother, about being homeschooled and how much she hated it. She wanted to join her brother in school the next year. Her parents had finally agreed to let her go when she turned 14.

Questions swirled in her mind. Slowly, compelled by curiosity, Melissa retraced her steps toward the bed. She approached silently, mindful not to disturb the sleeper. As she drew closer, she caught a glimpse of a flawlessly chiseled profile—a face defined by dark features, thick eyelashes, and raven-black hair. "Jeremy Nobody...?" Melissa whispered, her voice betraying both surprise and disbelief. How on earth did she end up in his house?

I answered by rolling my eyes in my mind. He must have lost his patience, finally, because he pulled the comforter and switched the light on in my room. I kept my eyes closed and groaned in annoyance at the same time I put my arm above my eyes. “Did you hear me, Merida? You’re going to school or else I will let you live in the countryside of Switzerland.”

let that happen," Mell said, trying to reassure her. We'll make a deal: if any of us sees Melania or feels her presence, she'll shout it to warn the others and we can all run together in the same direction. They agree? Flavia and I nodded, but I didn't feel calm at all. I knew it was dangerous to have a wolf as an enemy, but I couldn't afford to be caught by her either… "Look, look! There's Melania!" Amara whispered nervously to Flavia and Mell. The three girls were in the playroom and had just seen Melania come in through the hallway door. The werewolf turned away from them to carefully close the door behind her. Flavia, who was a bit more daring than the other two, He immediately got up a

she demanded, her voice cracking despite her effort to sound strong. Valerius shifted his weight, eyes glinting with something dark and unreadable. He twirled the flogger idly in his hand before speaking, his tone deliberate, measured. “This,” he said, gesturing toward the woman, “is Melara.” The name alone seemed to fill the room with a strange weight. Melara stepped forward, her heels clicking against the stone floor, her smile a slow, dangerous curve. There was something magnetic about her presence, confidence radiating from her like heat, making Chloe feel even smaller, more exposed.

“Don’t listen to him, Eiger. Melinda will get to work with Mr. Howard soon. When that day comes, everyone in the family will envy you. “Just wait a little longer. Melinda’s already at Deep Pool Corporation, so we just need to wait for the good news!” … Meanwhile, North was walking around the field when she heard someone gossiping nearby. “Did you all hear? The Myers are getting closer to Gerald Howard! Melinda Myers is a guest at Deep Pool Corporation right now, and I heard Eiger South was the one who recommended her!” “Oh, wow. What’s Eiger South’s relation to Mr. Howard? Why does he get to enter and leave Deep Pool Corporation so freely?”

My mouth was suddenly dry as an icy wave hit me. I was shivering, feeling some moisture begin to gather in my eyes as I waited for his answer. "Yes." He simply replied, the shocked look on his face intensifying. The sob I had been holding back escaped my lips. This can't be. It made no sense whatsoever. This can't be a book, because there was no way anyone would ever get into one. Absolutely not. But then he confirmed it. All the little details I had learned from the single page I had read from Mel's copy are right before my eyes.

Libra Erianto pinched his Little Mel’s nose lovingly and adorably. “We’re off first, Grandpa, Grandma… I haven’t eaten anything since this morning…” lied Little Melita still feeling uneasy, jumpy and a little bit nervous. She pulled her Libra Darling’s hand to walk away from Mr. Apollo, Mrs. Columba, Gemini Erianto and Cindy Zita. “Why do you pull me further from them, Melita Darling?” asked Libra Erianto slightly frowning his forehead. “Or else, you’ll also spill the beans telling them about my pregnancy… I think it’s wiser to tell Grandpa and Grandma later on, Libra Darling…” said Melita Tionadi slightly massaging her chest for a quick moment.

I said. Mel adjusted her glasses and began reading. Her eyebrows rose slowly higher with each page. “Well now,” she murmured. She flipped to another document. Then another. Then suddenly she laughed. I blinked at her. “What?” Mel set the papers down and looked at me with wide eyes. “Esme,” she said. “You realize what this is, right?” “Not really.” “These are bank accounts.” I frowned. “Okay…?” Mel laughed again. “Oh honey.” She tapped one of the papers.

I called up Ryan, “ Can you meet me in the library store. It is in the basement and ask Melisa to come along, if possible.” “ Ohhho….ohho….ohho…” Melisa coughed as she entered the store. “ What are you doing here, Sir? It’s so dusty.” “ I am looking for a copy of ‘History of El Rosa’. Can you guys help me?” “ Sure sir,” Ryan said and took another piece of cloth to clean the books. Melisa went out without replying. I couldn’t force her to help, Could I? Minutes later she returned with three mops. Tying a scarf around her nose she suggested, “ If we use mops, we would be done much faster. I have asked specifically for new mops. They won’t damage the books.