Melanie Watt Novels & Stories

For some strange reason, the slight smell of cinnamon and powdered sugar in the air made Calvin’s mouth water, and he felt a small twinge of excitement stir in his chest. As he entered the cozy establishment, that’s when he saw her- Melanie, the waitress who he had met once before. She was stunning, with long, curly hair that cascaded down her back in soft, honey-colored waves. Her face was delicate, with a sharp jawline and full lips that were curved into a small, contented smile as she chatted with another patron. Calvin couldn’t take his eyes off her.

Doctor Melanie purposely paused as she was uneasy. She was a shy female. Her only job was to treat the wolves. She had never been noticed by the Beta or the alpha and she was afraid to get noticed by them at all after what she saw yesterday. That being mentioned, she needed to be sure with her words. "No way. I had never seen her until that day. But what is the use of talking about it now... I am certain the words of her deeds must have spread in the entire pack." he tapped at the place next to him on bed, motioning her to sit with him.

“Mother?” She turned slowly. But she didn’t smile. Her voice was layered, dark and loud. “Rachael is gone. I am the Flame now.” Kelvin stepped back. “She’s... possessed.” I stared at her. My heart broke. “Mom, please—it’s me. Rachael.” She looked at me, confused for a moment. Then screamed. The world around us cracked. And a deep voice echoed from the mountain. “She’s mine now.” The rocks split open—and Mike stepped out, taller than before, covered in shadows. His body no longer looked like a wolf—but a beast made of fire and darkness.

Among the chattering, a rich-looking woman pointed at Darryl and asked with a friendly smile, “This is…?” This woman was Melanie Watson. Back in the day, she was always competing with Samantha. Looking at her high-achieving daughter, she was not pleased. She had pointed Darryl out just to make Samantha look bad. As expected, when she asked about Darryl, all eyes turned to him simultaneously.

"Well, you're fun than others." "Checks out " I said with a wink and she faked a gag. I shook my head a slumped on the bed beside her. I switched on my laptop and I went straight to Google. Let's see who she is. Arietta Blake..search! Sister of the renowned neurologist in the United States. Melanie Blake. Oh I know that woman, she operated on mum once. I can't believe a crazy and messed up girl is Doctor Mel's sister. They don't even look alike, maybe Ari resembles her dad. I went to images and I shook my head at the sight of her tatted arms. She's so boyish in all these pictures. Always packing her hair upwards, wearing ripped jeans and tank tops...no gown or skirt..is she a lesbian?

"I still don't know your name." Melanie's eyes crinkled as she gave a soft, genuine smile. "My name is Melanie Willis." "Got it," Myra nodded. Halfway through the meal, Myra started nodding off. Dwight expertly pulled the girl into his lap and gently wiped some sauce from the corner of her mouth. Melanie set her fork down. "Should we call it a day?" "Sure." Dwight didn't get up right away. Instead, he looked her straight in the eye, his gaze so intense it made Melanie's skin crawl. "Can I... see you again sometime?"

“Besides that, have you heard of Yoel before?” Wyatt asked as he smiled bitterly. “Of course, I know Yoel! He is a top rich heir. He has a garage for all of his sports cars alone! He even held a party for all the rich heir some time ago!” Melanie said. How did she know all these so clearly? This was because Melanie had also been invited to the party. However, she happened to have her period that day and she could not go because she was in so much pain. This was a very great regret for her because there were not many girls who did not worship Yoel.

"I didn't expect someone with such high medical skills like you to fall for it. The wine was already laced with my colorless, odorless Mind Tranquilizer! Once you touch it, you're at my mercy for at least twelve hours!" Melanie smirked triumphantly. "So, in terms of medical skills, I'm the winner!" Melanie didn't care about appearances. She was a devout fanatic when it came to medicine. She would do anything to push her medical skills to the pinnacle, even if it meant sacrificing her own body!

The buck-toothed little girl in the velvet-y dress looked up at him from her picture with a disapproving smile. His door opened and his assistant stepped inside, pulling the door closed behind her. Melanie was young and blonde. She was only about five feet tall and she had a gymnast's build. She was wearing grey slacks with a matching sport coat over a purple dress shirt. She was young, and in trying to look professional she actually made herself appear even younger. Like a kid in her mother's clothes. The power suit sapped away whatever strength she might have had. A simple blouse and a skirt would have been fine, but James had no way to tell the poor girl that without it being inappropriat

In a flash, he had a playful smile and a dark light in his eyes. “What a coincidence! Aren’t you an old acquaintance?” Miles’ “old acquaintance” was said with gritted teeth. Melanie was dressed up nicely as she happily accepted everyone’s envy and blessing. There were many women around rich young men like Colton White, but only a few could successfully rise to the top. She was about to be one of them. Melanie had a feeling like she was above everyone and felt her head stuck up in the clouds. When she saw Miles Kavanagh, she froze in place like she had just seen a ghost.