Mel Medarda Novels & Stories

I know he is trying to give me some advice for my own good but I am really mad at him. “Really, Jerold? Now that nobody is around, you’ll talk to me? We’ve been together for 2 years now and you don’t want to call me your girlfriend-“ “This is why I hate your friend, Zara, she puts all this nonsense in your head, everything was perfect and then she meets you and gaslights you.”

Med dropped the content into the open space of her mouth and it went dangling deep into her throat. Sarah groaned, responding to the antidote and Med felt satisfied while Celine stroked her hair slightly. Med swirled around and who he was expecting came trotting in carrying a bucket of the water cleanser he was sent to bring. He handed it immediately to Med who was stopped the moment he was about to spray the water on Sarah. Med arched his eyebrows at Celine waiting for him to speak. He was delaying his work. He got no answer from Celine who surprised him by making a questioning look on his face. "What's wrong?" he finally asked.

show her that this time, she would never leave. This time, she would be meeting Aracely and not AA or Ace. She would be meeting her little girl, that eight-year-old who always bounced off the walls and have everyone so much joy. There was one problem though. Even after they spoke on the phone and Mercedes assured Aramide that they would meet up and she would finally be able to meet Aracely, Mercedes just stopped picking her calls, Aramide had called and called. She was extremely worried that something had happened and her first initiative was to run down to Mercedes's house but then— then she passed out. the doctor said it was stress and she needed some rest, and that was exactly how she fou

Then Icarus broke it, dry: “That’s odd. Vardam said you and Josefina were working with Arkan. That’s why we trusted him at first. We thought you were on the other side.” Meredith let out a short, bitter laugh. “Vardam is a master at twisting truths. I was close to Arkan, yes, because he also wants Vardam destroyed. But that doesn’t make me an ally of a monster. It makes me a survivor.” She looked at me then. Something in her gaze shifted.

Her nervous face seemed relieved. After seeing it, I started eating again. While chewing the juicy steak in my mouth, I suddenly remembered the girl with a mask. The one and only Magda. I stopped eating and leaned my back on my seat. I remembered that Magda is living in the village where Angela lives. The village is small so it's possible she knew the mystery woman. "Angela..." I called out. She looked at me and stopped eating. "Yes, Clark?" she asked. I took a deep breath and released it slowly.

The children greeted Medicia before focusing back on their desserts. "We need to talk." Those were the first words Medicia blurted out. She sounded serious, and Iris knew that Medicia means it following her until she stopped at the front porch. Medicia Becker was a middle-aged woman; the moonlight illuminated her beautiful features. The cold night air blew, and her brunette hair flew from the wind. Those green eyes held sadness and fear.