Melie Radiant Novels & Stories

Melissa what are you doing in there, I heard the princess Luciana calling out to me and I immediately swam out of the room. "Am sorry my princess I'm just arranging the room" I said to her and she rolled her eyes sitting down and ordering me to fix her hair. My name is Melissa and I'm a blued tail mermaid slave. I work in the palace as the princess Luciana's maid. I was taken in as a palace slave when my mother committed a crime. She fell in love with a human and got pregnant for the human an act which is a crime in Atlantica.

“Anna? You scare me! Please, don’t be like this.” “Mel, tell me. What are we?” Melanie looked at me as if I were losing my mind. “Are we werewolves?” Melanie stared at me as if I had grown thorns on my head. “Of course, we are werewolves. We are she-wolves, to be exact.” She grinned. Her dimples made her look sweet. Her oval face, short black hair, brown eyes, and brown skin are exotic. Her full lips look hot, but it’s too bad she was too shy.

I continued to scroll, then i stopped. Melanie. My hand stilled. She stood near the edge of the yacht, the sunlight catching against her skin in a way that made it appear almost golden. The bikini she wore left little to the imagination, the lines of her body clear, unguarded in a way I had not seen before. Her hair was slightly damp, pushed back loosely, her expression softer, more relaxed than I had seen since she arrived. There was a flush to her skin. A natural glow that had nothing to do with effort or intention.

But then a miracle happened, Melonie suddenly opened her eyes. I shouldn't have expected less, Melonie Aeron survive everything, she was the dragon wolf. But why is Arwan still not waking up?

I got this hunch that he'd become aware of my gaze and was about to return it, so I looked away immediately. "Are you aware that the rainbow is just an illusion?" He asked turning to me, with that cute smile still playing on his lips. "Huh?" "The rainbow," he repeated, pointing towards it "it's an illusion cast on the sky due to the reflection of light" "Really" I said. He scoffed and silence reigned once again. I figured it was now time to part ways before he begins to grow on me. "I'm about to go in now," I said reluctantly "Which hospital building do you stay?" I grabbed the arms of his wheelchair.

She had shunned her daughter in the corner, and she still dared to think how evil people were when they haven’t even done anything yet. Sitting straight, her knees crossed elegantly, Melinda put her hands on her legs, her eyes wide open. She braced herself for the moment when Zheira would face her, knowing full well of the throbbing pain her head would be subjected to. Zheira’s eyes were kind of special. It has a sliver crisscrossing pattern in the cornea and redness like that of a wine painting her irises, which was also splashed with an oceanic blue tint. It was beautiful to look at, at least for Melinda, as if by staring into it, she’d be standing near the heavens. On the contrary, once s

Her laughter faltered for half a breath. Then my arm slid around her waist. I pulled her closer and kept walking. Her body softened into the hold. Melanie noticed that too. Her expression changed. Then, because she was Melanie, she ruined it. “Well,” she said brightly, “you made the most dangerous creature alive leave the yard politely.” Arria coughed. I looked at Melanie. She smiled at me. Insolent. Unafraid. A privilege she abused regularly. “Careful,” I said. Her smile widened.

Clara played along wit a smile. "There you are" Melanie voice came for the behind and Clara craned her neck to the side to look at her friend. Melanie wore beaded peach dress. He hair was tied up into a bun and adorned with pins. She looked more beautiful without her glasses. Her honey irises complimented her skin and hair. She looked gorgeous. "Wow, you look like a queen in this dress" Melanie said as she came out stand next to her brother. "Thank you, Mel. You don't look bad yourself" Clara told her.

Taking a glance at my brother, I noticed how he silently watched too their so close and intimate interaction, my eyes only widening as I then turned to look back at them, shocked to see how Meliae’s mystic energy slowly seeped out and right through Blake’s skin, vividly glowing as it traveled underneath, through her whole body. Her eyes fluttered almost closed as her half-human fragile body struggled to contain and digest it, noticing the seemingly pleased smile now forming on her pouty lips, surely overtaken by the energy’s euphoric current. “Wow...What is this?” She so slowly said, almost dragging her words as she then struggled to stand from her kneeling position, my brother quickly movin

She snarled. “I think not.” Riordan replied. Melanie’s blade flashed and she stalked towards Riordan. “I wasn’t asking for your thoughts!” Her blades flashed as she attacked. Melanie had always been fast and she targeted Riordan’s vital parts, looking to incapacitate him and take the box but even she with all her intuition underestimated Riordan. After a few seconds, only her rage grew and the only mark she’d left on Riordan was a bloody slash on his arm that had long healed. He ducked behind her swing and caught her kick in his fist, throwing her into the wall so hard that Melanie glided to the floor, dazed.