Forbidden Odd Melody Chapter 20 Novels & Stories

"It is taken. It is carved out of the raw stone until it knows the hand of the creator. You are mine, Little Bird. Every tear, every breath, every inch of this beautiful, broken body belongs to your Daddy." I let out a raw, desperate moan into his mouth, my legs instinctively curling around his waist as the "Body Betrayal" took total, unholy control of my system. I didn't want the safety of Marcus's world. I didn't want the rules of the mainland. I wanted the fire. I wanted the monster. As Julian reached down to tear away the final remnants of my white silk gown, exposing my bare skin to the heated air of the fortress, a sharp, electronic chime echoed from the nightstand console.

“I’ve already lost too much to her lies. I won’t lose them too.” Elian stared at him for a long moment, then gave a single, slow nod. “Then stand with us. But know this,if you falter, I’ll bind your shadow to the stone itself.” Kieran actually smiled,thin, bitter, but real. “Fair enough.” The first scream came from the west corridor. A child’s sob. My heart cracked. Then the Vault door vibrated. Morwen started singing. An old lullaby, warped into something rough and sweet, the kind of melody that enters into your bones and makes you want to obey. The silver surface of the mirror began to crack gradually.

“On your knees sucking your sister’s fiancé’s dick. You love this shit.” I moaned around him. My eyes watered. I kept sucking, messy and desperate, letting him use my throat. He was getting close. His thrusts got harder, less controlled. I prepared myself to take it. Before either of us could finish, a knock sounded on the door. Sophie’s voice came through, clear and close. “Amara? Where are you? We’re about to cut the cake. Come down.” We both froze.

I whispered. Zane nodded solemnly. “Absolutely.” The moment she walked away, I turned to him. “You are going to get us banned.” “She likes us.” “She absolutely does not like us.” “Give it time.” I rolled my eyes and returned to my laptop. This time, I was determined. Five whole minutes passed. I had managed to write exactly three sentences when Zane leaned closer across the table. “Flower.” I didn’t look up. “What?” “I have a question.”

all the while Guillermo moved into place, sniper rifle on his shoulder as he lined up his shot with a silver and wood bullet blessed with holy water. Melody was frozen in place, eyes locked on the main monster from her nightmares. The scar on her wrist throbbing, like it could recognise it's original source nearby. "Oh yes my pet, I can indeed feel you, and I will forever more."Valentina continued to try and torment Melody, "Shame about your daddy though, he did have a marvelous cock. I can feel the darkness in you Melody, give in to it. It would be so sweet." Valentina crooked a finger at Melody, beckoning her to leave the truck.

"And the Guest is already clearing the path for us. The snow in the north is starting to melt, Mom. The ice is crying." ​The hook was set. The 168th chapter ended with the sound of a thousand footsteps hitting the pavement in perfect unison. We were leaving the sanctuary to find the origin of the scream.

The mark on my wrist went warm and the bond went taut and somewhere beneath my sternum Lyra stirred with the vast patience of something that had just heard the start of the ending it had been planning for five thousand years. END OF CHAPTER 24

He wished that this joyful chapter could last forever. Meanwhile, Taylor refused to back down, constantly seeking ways to get close to Jimmy. Yet, he remained steadfast, never granting her the opportunity she sought. Mirabel, however, was relentless in her belief that they should rekindle their romance, despite Greg urging her to let it go. Undeterred, she pressed on. Meanwhile, Jimmy and Susan continued to explore the depths of their love, savoring their moments together without interruption.

But then… Andrea walked onto the stage. I froze. My smile shattered. My chest collapsed in on itself. Xylo reached for her hand. He smiled. He smiled at her. A thorn ripped through my heart. Then another. And another. Until I was pierced a thousand times over. My hands curled into fists, nails biting into my skin. Cordia growled, whining, desperate to break free, to run to him. To fight for him. But I couldn’t move. I stood there, drowning, the world spinning as the Alpha—my Alpha—looked at Andrea as if she belonged to him.

Each step felt heavy, like my feet were sinking into wet sand. By the time I reached my apartment, my legs were trembling so badly that I had to lean against the door to keep myself upright. The moment I locked it behind me, I slid down onto the floor and I cried. Not the loud kind of cry. The broken, silent one that comes from deep inside your chest. The kind that leaves your throat burning and your heart hollow. I opened my phone again. The picture stared back at me. Daniel and another woman. Proof of betrayal so sharp it felt like a blade.