Melinda Loveless Book Novels & Stories

Makynzee We were almost at Kalil’s and I was glad. I needed him to distract me from all of this. I wondered if he’d do it. He was always so gentle with me, never rushing, always careful to draw my pleasure out. That wasn’t what I needed right now, though. I wanted him to lose control, give me a different version of pain, so I’d have to make him mad. As soon as we got in the house, I kissed him. I pushed him against the wall and bit his bottom lip and he made a noise of protest, eyes narrowed as he watched me. I moved away from him and stared at him in silence as I took my shorts and shirt off. His eyes devoured my body, watching me as though I’d disappear any minute. I went back to him and t

She rambled. That's Melissa for you. She asks you one question followed by another and then finally another. "Um sure. Tell her I said I would pick up Caspian today." I said. "Oh sure. I'll tell her. Bye." She said and before I could say bye back, she had disconnected the call. Melissa was an older woman. More older than my Mum. She has been my Mum's secretary for a very long time now. I shook my head and pushed the phone into my pockets walking to the car. Surprising enough, Coach didn't ask us to wait for practice after school.

That maid showed me the long rope, made out of clothes which were going down to the lawn. "You shouldn't have to do this to me, My sweet Elie," I whispered to myself while chuckling devilishly, "I will always come after you, you know why cos you are mine, only mine!" A/N: Thanks to everyone who has read this book so far, I just wanted to let you know that you may have guessed that this book has a part two and maybe its squeal will come next month or the start of February. I hope 2021 will go better for each one of us with lots of happiness and success. Till then take care, see ya, and thanks a lot again.

… I scrolled through my phone at the airport to pass the time and stumbled upon a post from a mutual friend Miles and I had. The caption read, "A loving partner truly rises to greatness. Mr. Graham showed us the power of true love. I hope to meet my own one true love someday." The attached photo showed Miles with his arm around Nora's waist. It seemed like he had effortlessly held his own in a drinking contest. I suddenly remembered the times I accompanied him to meet clients. Back then, he allowed them to make things difficult for me, leaving me to drink until my stomach ached. That was all while telling me he was helping me build resilience.

she said, pulling me by the hand and leading me back into my room. We spent the whole day lounging around. At night, we stayed up talking until late, just rambling about love and relationships—typical girly stuff. She told me more about studying abroad in Maldesia, how wonderful the local culture was, and how loyal the women were to their partners. I wasn't really into that stuff. Somewhere in the middle of her stories, I dozed off. When I woke up the next morning, it was already past 9:00 AM.

Even just for today. I was just sitting in my bed looking nowhere. I saw my laptop in my bedside table. I picked it up and opened it. I opened my Spotify app and played my favorite song. The One That Got Away I don’t know why I love this so much, but one thing is for sure. The beat is amazing and peaceful, but at the same time, the words are knives piercing through my heart. I sang to the song and enjoy myself. In another life I would be your girl

She settled on the bed crossing her legs, I copied her actions eager to hear the story. “So a while ago Colton took off with a young girl who worked as a maid in his home.” My ears perked up in interest on hearing that, the woman in question must be Valarie, the one who broke Cameron’s heart. “He took off with a lot of money that when he eloped his family was in debt it was Cameron who worked hard to reclaim everything.” I felt proud hearing that, “go on.” I urged. “Everyone thought he was gone for good, who knew he’d return and start demanding ownership of the same company he once wrecked.”

"Good tips." "I'm sure it involves a tip, but not the monetary kind." Leave it to Janet to think dirty. Melinda wanted to blush, but she couldn't. She now understood why Janet was such a big fan of sex. Carl hadn't been that inspiring a lover, but Melinda had been in love with him at one point. Then she'd fallen out of love. Not before he did, though. And cheated on her. Melinda just smiled. "Spill it," Janet said.

_*]:min-w-0 gap-3"> Melina's POV - Afternoon _*]:min-w-0 gap-3"> She was in the library when it happened. _*]:min-w-0 gap-3"> Reading. Actually reading. Not just pretending to research while her mind wandered. She'd found a book about supernatural law...about contracts and bonds and what constituted consent in situations involving power imbalances. _*]:min-w-0 gap-3"> Relevant reading. _*]:min-w-0 gap-3">

Sage kept pouring her drinks, each one sweeter than the last. "To five years, Lin!" she'd shout over music, clinking her glass against Melida's. "To eternal love!" Melinda sipped, the world around her a whirling dervish of lights and laughter. Her final clear memory was Sage's arm draped across her shoulder and her leading her out the door, the cool night air a welcome relief from her flushed cheeks. After that, things began to fade into a hazy, dreamlike nothing. Melinda woke up with a jolt. Her head throbbed with a persistent rhythm, a drumming of remorse and bewilderment. She blinked to try to clear the fog from her mind, and then she saw it. She was naked.