Melina Pfp Novels & Stories

"Xanthe, have you ever known the king to be swayed so easily by a breeder before?" Xanthe's delicate features twisted with worry as she clasped her hands tightly in her lap. Her voice filled with concern and fear as she replied, "Never, Daphne. Melina has captivated him in a way no other has. Her beauty and charm have him spellbound. I fear we may fade into insignificance in his eyes and that's inevitable because Melina is capable of doing it."

A sharp, feminine voice said from close to her, causing Peach to jump slightly and face her front. Staring back at her was a fancy lady, wearing heels and a tight white top with ripped black jeans. Her blonde hair was styled loosely, and Peach noticed two large diamond earrings hanging from each earlobe, along with matching bracelets and neck. A forced faint smile stretched across Peach’s face as she murmured, “Uh, hello, I’m... um... sorry, do I know you?” “You might not...” The blonde smirked arrogantly as she looked down at Peach’s outfit, “But I definitely do. You are Melina’s cousin, right?”

"Well, I told you that your father never fails." "Of course mother!" "I am very sure no one would be able to compete with me. Very soon, every girl in Country M will be wishing to be like me." Melina said confidently. Iliana who was still standing by the side looked down sadly as she remembered when her mother and father used to get her new dresses. She looked down at Melina's dress with a sad smile on her face. The dress was extremely elegant. It was a navy blue dress but as the dress flowed downwards, the dress had a lighter shade of blue creating an ombre effect.

"Now calm down, okay?" Melina nodded and sniffed back her tears. "You had a bad dream?" Dominic asked and she nodded. "What was it about? Can you tell me?" Melina let out a sigh "It was a stupid dream. I was standing in front of many people, the whole world in short. They were all laughing and pointing fingers and glaring murderously at me. And... I was naked." She bit her lips and looked down. "Then you came and covered me up but then, some weird creature came and took you away."

He asked. Melina smiles, sizing him up and down. "You ain't that bad fir a man, you'll be my next target if I get to lose interest in AJ" she murmurs, flirting with him with her eyes. Aston didn't like her words, how dare she? " Listen, I don't know you and I don't wish to know you or who so ever you are. I won't have you say rubbish to me" he was so angry. Melina brushes his words as if it means absolutely nothing." Let the barking dog lie low." She chuckles, " I'm Melina Walker" she introduced extending her hands for a shake.

I saw you talking to Andreas on video call on my birthday… —I heard him say… our Nikos. Melina took a deep breath. Her face went pale, and her hands trembled as she folded them on the table. —You weren’t supposed to find out like this —she whispered with sadness and worry. —Tell me, Mom… who am I? Who is my real father? Melina lowered her gaze for a few seconds. Then, with a trembling voice, she replied: —Your biological father is Andreas Mikelos. A weapons trafficker.

"I think I can handle it." Melissa probed further, making sure Adina was fully aware of the potential consequences, "You do realize that these photos might end up on the internet and social media, right?" Adina met her gaze with a firm nod, acknowledging the risk. "Yes," she replied, "but I doubt anyone will recognize me after tonight. I'm usually wearing glasses, and my attire is far from fancy." Melissa studied her for a moment and concurred, "You do look quite different tonight."

“Be on guard.” “No need for that.” The mist parted, revealing a shadowy figure emerging from the darkness. Melania stepped forward, her presence commanding and chilling. She was strikingly beautiful, with golden curls flowing over her shoulders, and icy blue eyes that seemed to glow like Nova’s. Her aura radiated power, suffocating the space around her. “Do not let her intimidate you,” Nova murmured. “Intimidate? Me?” Melania smiled. “Now why would I do that? Especially when you’re doing me the biggest favor, Xenia. Not everyone would be generous enough to give me their body.”

Julia exclaimed and I snapped my head toward her. "What's wrong?" "That guy...I know him." My eyes widened and frowned. "He's the son of Jayden Blackwell, the minister of defence, his mother Paula Blackwell, the famous lawyer. Apparently, this guy is all over the world, he had so many photo shootings with bigs company and luxury clothes brand." She continued with a huff at the end and I nodded. "Exactly." A voice said making me jumped out of fear, I held my pumped heart, and glared at the person. It's Melvin.

Offering a military salute by crossing their hands over their chest they stood facing her. Jelena Savage was not as old as one would expect from the leader of an entire race. She was only 17, even younger than Axel by a whole two years! Her hair was braided just above both her ears, her eyes watched coldly like a hawk and inside them, one could sense ruthlessness emanating from her whole being. Her voice was a bat match for her personality, she sounded nothing like who she was. This was a strong woman, who ruled with fear and an iron fist.