Cure Melody Novels & Stories

The sound made even the witch flinch, and Melinda stumbled back, clutching Diana’s arm. Valerius didn’t move. His gaze was locked on Chloe, his jaw tight with the kind of desperation he never let anyone see. “Swallow, Sugar,” he whispered fiercely. “Take it in. Hold on.” The glow from the cure spread down her throat, pulsing through her veins like rivers of molten gold. The black lines across her face fought it, twisting, resisting, until they began to recede. Her breathing came in ragged gasps, half-sobs, half-growls.

Everyone had guns strapped to their backs and clothes and a bag hung to our back. Well, we are not soldiers by profession but we are turned one by some strange and threatening events which threatens the well being of humanity. A virus broke out not quite long, a very rare and dangerous virus that doesn't kill immediately but turned one to a giant creature with green spots on the body and long fang and claws, a beast, more like a beast of destruction. Only the lucky ones get turned into a beast while the others died instantly, or some died 3hours after being bitten. Some were turned into ugly looking zombies and were always seeing wandering about looking for preys. The whole city was almost e

Whenever Zoe was in trouble, he would drop everything to be by her side. Taking a deep breath, I pulled up the divorce agreement I'd prepared long ago and sent it to him. After hiking what felt like miles down the rain-slicked path, I flagged down a ride-share and finally made it home. As I reached the front door, my phone buzzed with a notification from our friends' group chat. Someone had shared a screenshot of Zoe's post. [Zoe's caption is brutal! What kind of disease does Isiah have that needs her touch?] [What else? His erectile dysfunction around Floria.]

My Alpha mate, Leon Worth, brought a breathtaking mermaid into our estate. He named her Nerissa and tended to her every need with painstaking care. That day, the moment Leon stepped out, Nerissa walked right up to me—and placed my Luna Crown on her own head, right in front of my face. "Leon and I have known each other for six months now. He promised me with his own mouth—he'd take care of me for life." She traced a finger along the crown's rim, her smile poised. "I've made up my mind—I'm willing to drink the potion for him. I'll give up my tail. Delores, step aside and hand over the Luna position. It'll save everyone the humiliation in the end." I didn't argue with her. I just waited for Leo

"It's just that it makes me feel as though you are bored with me, and your sister might think the same way. Are you bored?" He stared at her in surprise, "What? What are you saying? Would I still be here if I was bored?" Melody pouted, "Well, I can't do much because of the pain in my feet, but I promise you that once I get better, I'll take you to seventh heaven." Julius raised his eyebrows, "Really?" "Yes," she replied. "And how exactly will you do that?" He asked. She moved closer and said, "First of all, like this...."

A swift kick from her sent me stumbling to the ground, clutching my stomach in pain as the cake i just ate threatened to spill from my lips. “Mom, today is Alexandra’s 21st birthday. Cut her some slack.” Sarah took her hand and steered her away from me, as she gave me a sympathetic look and mouthed sorry. “Clocking 21 doesn't change her wolf-less, weak, unfortunate status. Get breakfast ready in 10 minutes unless you are banned from attending the mating ceremony.” She hissed and walked out with Sarah, leaving me to nurse my injuries. I stayed motionless on the ground, tears welling up in my eyes for my sorry self.

It wasn't like I hadn't tried telling my family about the curse. A month ago, the pack witch, Alina Lopez, told me that the curse was extremely deadly, with no way of lifting it. I would be coughing up blood and dying in a month. The first thing I did was to return home to see my family. As soon as I walked in, I saw my older brother, Kent Greene, happily holding up a beautiful new dress against Natali Fisher. "Dad, Mom, look at the dress Kent bought for me—isn't it beautiful?" Natali twirled around with the dress and looked over to Mom and Dad.

Her mom was probably a beta or a gamma and her brown eyes were the same. I turned the page again and saw a picture of Melody as a newborn the caption read May twelfth two thousand. She was posed on a red velvet pillow with a pink dress. Her body was in a frog pose, making the little dress puff out behind her. Her rogued cheeks and little tuft of brown hair made her look like a cherub. “You’re beautiful.” I finally said after soaking it in. She truly was, too.

I was mocked for moons afterward. It was the one memory I had buried under a mountain of shame. And Bob had just exhumed it for the entire transport to see. He was hunting me. This was his retaliation for the satchel. “No, Bob... I cannot sing,” I said, my voice thin. “You cannot refuse the pack! Everyone wants to hear the 'Hollowed Melody.' Look, we even secured a lute-guitar from the storage bin!” Bob held the instrument aloft, his eyes gleaming with malicious intent.

Zoey guffawed. "The report. We saw it, Cynthia! We're not stupid!" My eyes were on Yvonne. Coolly, I said, "Even Dr. Melson has misdiagnosed her patients. The same thing could've happened for my case. Even if I have AIDS, Dr. Melson is the famous miracle worker. She should be able to save me easily." Yvonne bit her lower lip so hard it turned white. My challenge was something she didn't see coming, and she wanted to refuse, but Donald pulled her into his arms.