Melina X Tarnished Novels & Stories

He rolled his eyes before finally deciding to speak when Giovanni cleared his throat in a threatening manner. "Domenico. Fifth eldest." Dickhead grumbled and bubbles went on with his whispers, "the one with a permanent stick in his ass. He's the Xander." Eh. I can't really say anything. I've been told I'm the female Xander... on multiple occasions. "I'm Nicolo. This guy's triplet. I'm the sixth eldest." Smartass continued while earning a childish eye roll from Domenico. I waited for bubbles' whisper but he quickly added it after sipping his water, "The sarcastic idiot. No brains, all muscle."

The maids reassured me with a smile, as they said that it’s gonna be okay. After hours of exhausting training, Damien and his parents entered the training grounds; and the very first thing that caught their eye was the sight of me pulling the gun’s trigger, and ended up shooting next to the bull’s eye. They looked at me with amusement, and soon after, Damien walked closer to me with a proud look on his face. “Not bad,” he smirked. I looked back at him, as I smiled. Damien’s eyes were fixed on me; not a second of turning away. We’re like lovers who hold the most genuine feelings towards each other. A model having an affair with one of the strongest mafia bosses in the world. What could be pos

I nod in satisfaction and allowed them to audition. Half an hour later Jaqueline drags her friend on stage behind her. I keep my face void of emotion but my heart is racing as I patiently wait for them to start. It has to be one of them. "I'm Jackie, and this is Melany," Jaqueline states in a bored tone. She gives the girl, whom I now know as Melany, a warning glare, shoving a mic in her hand. Her chocolate-colored eyes meet mine quickly before fluttering to the ground.

“She saw right through it.” Roy looked over again after staring out of the window, his hands forming an ‘I’ shape. Moving in a small arc near his eyes. “Ilya doesn’t miss much.” Malen shifted the conversation. Her hands crossed at the wrists, then pulled apart. “Marrow.” She tapped her shoulders twice. “Came back last night.” Kieran’s signing slowed. His hands traced a borderline across his forearm. “From the border job?” She nodded, brushing her palm outwards. “No trouble.” Her hand opened, palm up, then drifted forward with fingers spread. “Air empty.”

She was a direct descendant of the most powerful Luna and she had been in my house, washing my clothes, sitting in my kitchen while my pack administrators treated her like an unwanted stray and I had allowed her leave back then. "Fuck!" I growled, slamming my fist down onto the stone balustrade. The stone cracked slightly under my knuckles. I pulled out my phone with a shaking hand. My fingers stabbed at the screen as I texted Damon. Drop everything you’re working on, this takes priority. I need a complete, untraceable background check on Melinda's movements over the last five years. Every pack she visited, every sector she crossed, every person she spoke to. Trace her lineage, I need everyt

“Interfere, and you will pay.” I held her gaze. “I always do.” Her lips curved into something like pity. “Then remember this, Chrysantha of Moon Veil,” she whispered. “When the reckoning comes, you will not be spared simply because you understood the danger.” The lanterns flickered, and I turned away before she could say more. Some truths, once known, could not be unlearned. And Elara, Elara was no longer just a Luna caught between bonds. She was a storm awakening.

I looked at her and I didn't need to read her mind to know that she was scared of me. I didn't care if all eyes were on me right now, I didn't care if the whole club stood still to watch Nicholas Young lose control, I didn't care if the roaring of my voice caused the music to stop. All that mattered was Clara and it broke my heart to see her look at me that way, like a beast. It broke my black heart when I realized that I might have actually done something that I could never take back. There was no way I could erase this memory from her head, even if I wanted to, I couldn't. Since I could not read her mind as a vampire then it would also be impossible for me to tamper with her memory.

I hated that I couldn't have a normal relationship. Melina takes away the revulsion I've lived with since I was a teenager. I've only given her pain and darkness while taking so much. And still she wanted me and never shied away from the beast. Unafraid, she also trusted her life within my hands. The filthy hands of a killer.

As I turned the corner, I heard some voices, muffled but enough to make me stop. It was Melina. She was talking to Laziel in a low, sharp tone. “You’re getting too close to her,” she said. “You don’t see it, but I do.” “See what?” Laziel replied calmly. “She’s not who you think she is,” Melina hissed. “She’s manipulative and assertive. Everything around her crumbles—first Castillo, then Aether, and soon… you.” My heart raced. “What do you mean by crumble? Aether hasn’t crumbled or has he?” Laziel asked

Melina took Zendaya to the bathroom and drenched her with water after she led her back to the bedroom, where she applied various make up products on her face , immediately she finished making her up and Zendaya turn around to look at the mirror ,her face was totally flustered , the heavy make-up work on on her face made Zendaya look more like a monster than a human she was looking totally lost in the midst of the product , and anyone who sees her in this state would be totally terrified due to how horrible the makeup on her face is , upon seeing the terrible state that Zendaya was in ,Melina clapped her hands and smile with Victory , she's so happy that her plans were already in motion , she