Deku And Melissa Novels & Stories

“I promise nothing will happen to you, I will protect you.” “Yes.” Kol added. “We will protect you. You are our princess, remember?” Kol asked and Melissa quickly nodded her head. Kol was Arthur’s son and Melissa was Declan’s daughter. Hardin, the oldest was seven years old, Kol was six and Melissa was four. The two guys adored Melissa. “Good. So take my hand and let me guide you down.” Melissa, despite the fear gripping her little heart, stretched her hand forward to Hardin, who took it and carefully led the way down the steep road that led to the little river which was their destination.

Melissa's POV I was in my office with Aiden and Fred when my phone rang out. It was Alpha Drew. “Hello.” “Melissa, my pack just got attacked right now.” He said, sounding out of breath. I stood on my feet. “What? Are you okay?” He chuckled tiredly. “I'm good, just got some injuries but I'm fine. What about you?” “I'm glad to hear that you're okay. I'm fine too, we got attacked by a dark beast, what about you?”

Melissa shrugged her shoulders, "I wouldn't either." He hated when Melissa was right, but she usually was. Melissa oftentimes got on his nerves. She was his closest friend that remained with him after high school, and who moved four hours down from their home city to Rickpark, pursuing her own dreams and helping Eric achieve his. Eric's wanted to become a writer, and believed finding connections in the literary industry was an easier route, while Melissa wanted to become a dancer, and Rickpark was famous for having made dancers become known around their industry.

Honestly, he didn’t need models in his company because he belonged on the cover of every magazine ever published. Melissa’s tone changed immediately. “Caleb,” she moved closer to him. “I was just thinking about you.” “That’s unfortunate,” Caleb said without hesitation. “I mean,” she giggled, flipping her hair, “maybe you and I could grab lunch this week? Just us. You know, to unwind?” He slowly turned towards her. His voice dropped low, calm, and razor sharp. “It’s Mr. Drayke, Melissa.” Her mouth parted. “Oh. I just thought—”

She took a slow deep breath before lifting her gaze toward us. One by one. First Cain. Then me. Then Cypril. And somehow, the calmness in her eyes frightened me more than anger ever could. I could hear my heartbeat loudly inside my ears now. They were fast and heavy, almost painful. It felt like my heart was trying to burst right out of my chest. Melissa finally spoke. “I, Melissa Copper, hereby reject Cain Stone, Caleb Stone, and Cypril Stone as my mates.” The moment the words left her lips, everything around me seemed to stop. My hearing faded midway through the sentence as the world suddenly became distant and muffled.

"Well, you both are giving tired vibes, go freshen up buddy." He got down and rushed upstairs, my eyes following his little steps as well. There didn't seem to be anything worthy of alarm so I wasn't really worried. Dinner passed quietly and Caleb left for his room after eating half of his serving. Melissa sat leaning against the table on one side of her body. Her hand on the table held her phone while her other hand held the glass to her mouth while her eyes roamed around over her screen. She was in a silk strapped nightdress, the end of her ponytail dropping down one bare shoulder, her frontals done neatly against her face.

Marissa called out, looking away, making Melissa and I to burst out laughing. " She's right though. You are already mated. Men like it when you spice things. Don't be a boring mate. Make sure that your man only has eyes for you and what better way than to surprise him from time to time?" I advised. After shopping for hours, we Made our way to have a bite. In a week's time, Melissa would be leaving for the pack. That means we won't get time to spend together. I can't believe that so many things have happened. Justin has been given a position at his uncle's company. Marissa also works there. Since I'm expecting, I can't work in public, not with the blood lust that comes with the fact that I'm

"What are you doing? Why did you throw my seashell?" Melissa had scoffed with utter disdain. "I have no idea why my dad wants me to play nice and be friends with a walking corpse like you. "Listen up, my name is Melissa Wright. I never make friends with weaklings. I don't care how powerful your family is. One day, I'm going to surpass all of you!" Watching her turn around and walk away, Regina was so consumed with rage that she coughed up blood and collapsed right on the beach. But maybe she wasn't meant to die just yet. Right around that time, news of a traditional medicine practitioner reached her parents' ears.

Melissa stood up from the sofa and after planting a kiss on Bryson's cheek, she exited the office. "Update," Bryson said. "She is fine but it appears she was running away from someone. That is how she ended up in front of my car. Her name is Dede Mensah, nineteenth years old. She is from an African country, Ghana to be specific. She arrived in this country two days ago after winning the visa lottery thing. She got herself employed to wash dishes and got promoted to a waitress at the Kings and Queen's Restaurant yesterday. She stays in a shelter home downtown. It is her first day at work today and I am not sure why she is running away if she is not running away from Mr Jackson," Alex reported

"The Miller and Hale empires joining as families! The business of both families will be unbreakable!” On the other side of a high, gilded partition, Melissa was busy fixing her makeup in front of a vanity mirror. Her friends were trying to coax her after seeing the enraged look at her face. All of a sudden, Katherine’s voice carried over the top of the display and reached Melissa's ear, making Melissa freeze as soon as Chriatian's name fell on her ear. She stepped backward and leaned in close, her heart racing harder as she eavesdropped on the conversation between the women.