Melina X Tarnished Novels & Stories

You have to believe me! She pulled off her jacket, revealing skin on her chest that was raw and nearly bleeding. "I've cleaned it all up. I erased every mark. Please just give me one more chance, okay?" She stared at me, pleading for even a hint of pity. I gave her none. I exhaled and said, "This no longer matters to me, Rene. You need to look after yourself." Rene sank to the floor with a thud, covering her face as her sobs shook the room. I didn't turn back. I got into my car and drove off onto the boulevard.

Her silk gown hiked up, exposing her thighs. "Xavier, don't... Maximilian is waiting downstairs," Elara pleaded, but her body trembled violently as Xavier’s hand began to explore the inside of her thigh. "Let him wait. Let him dream about legs that can walk and a manhood that can rise again, while his wife is in here moaning my name," Xavier stared into her eyes with pure obsession. "Tell me, Elara. Who is your true owner? That paralyzed old man, or me?" Xavier didn't wait for an answer. He silenced her lips with a kiss that was rough and demanding—a kiss fueled by revenge, hunger, and a love that had rotted into a dark obsession.

Melina’s POV I stared at him like he’d just suggested we rob a bank together using only plastic spoons and pure delusion. “I’m sorry,” I said slowly, “I think the tequila is still rotting my brain, because it sounded like you just asked me to be your ‘girlfriend’.” Jace didn’t blink. “Fake girlfriend. Sixty days. Strict contract. We sell it so hard the entire campus, the brand sponsors, and Tristan’s fragile ego all buy it.”

Erya fell on the ground with a thud and there came a point where she opened her eyes but never got to close them again on her own. Cia's glossy eyes flooded with tears by watching another person turning lifeless before her. Why did their love have to cost them so many lives? Why was it tainting them so badly? Shutting her eyes, she buried herself in his arms. Zale, whose eyes were fixed on Erya's soulless eyes, finally darted towards Cia when she caged him firmly. A vulnerable sigh escaped from his mouth because now he himself didn't know that was that game of getting tainted with the blood of their closed ones was ever going to end or it was going to end only with their own blood?

She dug into the box and found a black studded leather purse and matching stiletto heels ,she smiled as she opened the purse and found a jewelry box , in the box was a complete set of Pigeon blood red ruby necklace and matching earrings. Melina slid into the outfit and dorned the jewelry , she applied a light shade of make-up and dropped her hair to flow right behind her shoulders before picking up her brush and running it through her hair . She stood in front of her full length mirror and loved the way the dress showed off her curves and the slit that ran up to her thighs , No one would even know that she used to be an omega. After admiring herself for a while Melina picked up her purse and

“Are you going to let her just waltz in here and ruin it all?” “Never.” I hissed. “I'm going to go back in there and ask Xander to make me his Luna. And fucking expose the bitch for who she truly is.” A rogue witch.

“You think you’re the first woman he’s manipulated? Elijah only pretends to love what he can control. The moment you stop being useful—he’ll destroy you.” “I’m not interested in your poison tonight,” I said, voice low, steady. “Funny,” she whispered, her breath grazing my ear. “Because it’s already in your bloodstream.” She walked away before I could reply, her heels clicking against the marble like applause for her own performance. And I knew. She wasn’t just happy about my pain—she had orchestrated it. She had always been a part of the rot. I stared at the folder in my hand again. Melina wanted me broken.

"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."

why is he saying this sad speech? His voice starts to crack, "And I keep reliving that morning with us huddled in Serena's room, laughing. And I held her in my arms...not knowing it was the last time I'll get to stare into her eyes and feel her skin and I—" Suddenly, my Dad turns over the mic before leaving the stage hurriedly. Before I realise what I'm doing...I tug my hand from Kaitlyn's hold, running to the platform where my father was previously standing.

Riker’s lips tightened, but he said nothing more, his gaze fixed on Maxine with a mix of admiration and wariness. Maxine turned to me then, her gaze softening just a fraction as she spoke with me in private. "I’ve been researching Melanie," she murmured, her voice low and seductive, as if speaking of a secret no one else could hear. "She’s not just the Luna. She’s something more. A legacy. A bloodline with power we can’t even begin to comprehend." I leaned in, intrigued by her words. "What do you mean?"