Novel & Cerita Melanie Martinez Stories

She looked nothing like the frightened woman who once hid in the shadows. That evening, Ruby sat across from the renowned host, Leticia Marquez, in a well-lit studio. The show had been heavily promoted all day, teasing the long-awaited return of Ruby Martinez—the woman who had vanished on her wedding day. The atmosphere was electric. The nation was watching. Leticia leaned forward, her pen poised between her fingers, her expression both warm and curious. “Miss Martinez,” she began, “first of all, thank you for coming on the show. I know this must be incredibly difficult.”

It had always been just me, Mamà, and Papà, and when Papà passed away, it felt as though we were the only ones left in the world. I never considered myself materialistic, but receiving these gifts held significant meaning. Aunt Melanie may not possess vast wealth like the Crescents, but she has managed to establish a comfortable life in the city. Apart from us, she had no family of her own; she had never married nor had children. Before our arrival, she had been alone, tending to her business. She cherished our presence as much as we did hers. I couldn’t believe Mamà had kept her existence a secret from me. It was evident that Aunt Melanie and Mamà shared a deep bond, their love for each oth

I unlocked my phone and scrolled through the latest news, amused by what I saw. I had to hand it to the internet. These people really know how to dig. It only took a few days for them to dig up everything on Melanie. Back in high school, she'd dated some thug, ended up pregnant, and stole class funds to pay for an abortion. The school caught wind of it and expelled her immediately. Melanie had even drugged the director of the TV station just to sleep with him and secure a news award. Afterward, she blackmailed him into giving it to her.

Gray scoffed. “The only thing that will help is chemical castration.” “Yeah? Fuck you too!” But he just shrugged. Then we heard the voices of the two women come closer, and I sent him a glare that told him to be nice. “And here’s where the magic happens,” Melanie said with a smile, and gestured for Catherine to enter. Gray did as told and reached out a hand to greet her. “Grayinic,” he said politely. “But everybody calls me Gray.” “I’m Martina. Nice to meet you.”

So, she got ready to go to school. She sighed. Who knew that she would end up this way? Melanie Parker, the once little princess of the Parker Empire had now become a high school teacher. Her parents' death had changed her life completely. She had lost everything, including herself. But, now it was time for her to take back everything that was hers and avenge her parents' death. She was ready for war, for revenge and even death.

“Wh— why?” Melanie took a deep breath. She placed her hands in her lap. “The story goes to the time when Tova was just eleven years old. I wasn’t even born.” Her eyes narrowed as if she was staring in a blank space. “A witch named Magda, seduced my father to the extent that it became impossible for him to come out of her spell.” Melanie exhaled heavily. “Magda was so infatuated and fixated on my father that she was least bothered that my mother was suffering because of it. She was a selfish woman. My parents are mates and you can’t understand what it is to suffer when your mate is on the verge of rejecting you.”

"We were only separated for a day and I couldn't bear it. How did you and Beth survive without your husbands before you met each other?" "I don't know about Beth, but I took it one day at a time," Melanie chokes quietly. "I told myself that I would find someone who would make the pain of missing them go away and I did. I found love with three different people and I would never trade them for anything. Those three people are you, Beth and Shawn." "I really hope I can get pregnant again, Shawn will be devastated if we can't have our own children," I choke in sobs and Melanie takes me in her arms.

"Xavier! Come out and see me!" Somehow, Melanie had forced her way through the first security line. In the downpour, she held up a half-soaked velvet box. Inside lay a cheap green ring. It was one half of a pair we had bought from a street stall after our first wedding. Melanie said in a broken voice, "I was diagnosed with late-stage stomach cancer… They say I have three months at most… Please have pity on me." Angela's fingers tightened around mine. The woman known as the "mad dog" of Wesson Street was trembling slightly with reddened eyes. She was scared that my heart would ultimately soften toward Melanie.

One has not a mate yet could be counted lucky though. Two women, it was just two woman I had lust after, but they weren't willing to give their bodies to me. Melanie Kingston, she was living in my pack with her son and mate and when I noticed her beauty and wants her body, she blatantly refused with the promise to let out my secrets to the world.

"It seems like I would need to climb a high wall to reach her, huh." That morning, Shantala only had a few hours of sleep since she woke up early to help Melanie prepare breakfast. Just like usual, their morning was as noisy as it could ever be because of Melanie's stories of what happened to her date the other day. It was refreshing for her to hear her stories that she almost forgot what happened at midnight. "So, who was your client last night?" Melanie asked after being done with her storytelling. "Miss Amelia Devon," she simply replied. The next thing she knew, the girl in front of her was already jumping around the kitchen before she stood beside her and nudged her with her shoulder.