Christine Blandino Novels & Stories

Melissa what are you doing in there, I heard the princess Luciana calling out to me and I immediately swam out of the room. "Am sorry my princess I'm just arranging the room" I said to her and she rolled her eyes sitting down and ordering me to fix her hair. My name is Melissa and I'm a blued tail mermaid slave. I work in the palace as the princess Luciana's maid. I was taken in as a palace slave when my mother committed a crime. She fell in love with a human and got pregnant for the human an act which is a crime in Atlantica.

Pain shot through me as Christabel, our maid tried to remove the piece of glass stuck in my palm. Tears flowed down my cheek as I gasped for air. I placed my second palm on my face. The thought of something bad happening to Fabio ran across my mind. Knew it won't be easy and that I would suffer more in Lorenzo's hands. Not when Viola and the rest are angry at me.

She replied with a smile as she watched Philip leave the studio to answer a call. Dana had settled well in California within the short period that they had arrived. She turned on the T.V and watched the crisis going on in America and then it got to a certain point where she heard about the CRUZ company, owned by Maria and Manuel Cruz. The company was accused of plagiarism and infringement.

I scanned the place. I am sure. This is the place where I dropped off Magda last time. I can't be wrong. I spoke in the back of my mind. I wonder why Bel is the one who was here. Just in case Bel and Magda are the same people—No! No! It's impossible. I protested. If you take a look, Bel has a sun-kissed skin tone while Magda is fair. Bel has shoulder-length hair while Magda is long. The woman who's with me now is tall, while Magda just has an average height.

I wanted to tell her that even if this woman was beautiful, her beauty was nothing compared to hers. "I apologize for being late, I just came from a charity event," she said as she sat down beside Atticus. She must be the Luna. "I'm Nicole Hutton," she introduced herself, "First Lady of Hutton Empire." "It's a pleasure to meet you." Rayne smiled at her. "Forgive my question, but you're not a vampire, am I right?" Nicole asked Rayne. "No, I'm not. I'm a gifted human," Rayne answered her.

Not knowing what to do, I took a seat at a secluded spot siping on the non-alcoholic wine in my hand. "Hi, I'm Brenda Wilson."

My brother gave her a faint smile but nothing more, no spark, no heat. Christine looked incredible though—sapphire gown shimmering like the night sky, her tall frame glowing under the lights, golden hair, and icy blue eyes giving her this untouchable beauty. Once, I might’ve killed just to touch her. But now? Now she was background noise. Alexandra burned brighter, hotter, real. Christine was nothing compared to her.

the lady added. “So you did cheat on your girlfriend?” I snapped coming inside the room, my fist clenched in anger. “Micheal,” Allen called. His mouth open in shock. “You shouldn't be here.” “You were the one that cheated on her and you made me frame her, do you have any idea the damage you have caused, no…that I have done to that innocent woman,” I paused, turning to the lady. “Who are you?” I questioned walking closer to her. “Joan?” I called.

"What's so special about you that has everyone talking and putting such a high price on you?" "I thought I told you to mind your own business," a woman comes from behind him. My eyes are still fuzzy making it hard for me to see too far. Kane moves out of the way to reveal a lady in her late twenties. She has long mousy brown hair and is tall and thin.

Noah was both confused and alarmed. "What do you want?" The Faldorian lady smiled, and her grin was enchanting. She pulled out a business card and said, "I'm Alina Blanc, and I specialize in treating sexual dysfunction in married couples. Feel free to look me up if you have relevant conditions. I'll give you a 20% discount." Noah's pride took a hit. He responded awkwardly, "I don't need it." At the next moment, he ran away with his tail tucked between his legs.