Melinda Novels & Stories

I nodded my head but then remembered how the guy from earlier leaned onto me just to ask me to speak up. "Yes," I whispered before moving out of there. Maybe he was right. But I will convince him. I don't want to sit idle at home when I can work and provide for myself. I walked back inside and saw Giselle now sitting on the floor with a very active Crystal playing with blocks. I could see how tired she was. Dark circles surrounded her eyes. "I'll take Crystal out for a walk. You can go have some rest Gisele" I said picking Crystal up who was suddenly excited at the mention of going out.

Despite meeting Melinda for the first time, Sinead knew about her from her investigation into the Hunt family. Sinead held no fondness for Melinda—an individual who could abandon a newborn and exploit her at every opportunity. Such people were among those Sinead detested most. Melinda was taken aback. "This is Eden Griffith's seat, and she's my daughter. May I ask who you are?" Melinda was aware of the affluent families attending Riverside Senior High and refrained from causing a scene. Maintaining her elegant demeanor in public was crucial for her image. "I'm Eden'

Melinda stared at the picture of Cecelia, her daughter on the phone and allowed a tear to squeeze out of her eye, holding back the uncontrollable urge to break down and cry. “Ma’am,” she heard a woman walking through the door of the waiting room, standing in front of her and speaking as gently as possible. She wore a black blazer and matching pants, and her long dark hair was tied back neatly in a ponytail. She looked young, probably in her early thirties or so. Melinda straightened up as she faced her, wiping away her tears quickly. “Is he here?”

The love that I have for him finally breaks the fears and doubts that consumed my soul, and shaking my head like a child, and with tears streaming down my face, I hugged my belly and gave him my answer: - Yes. Lilith POV When I hear Angel answer “yes,” I materialize between him and Klaus, grab his neck, and drag him towards the woods. Klaus and the others try to stop me, but I have a barrier of fire erected around us, blocking their passage. A panicked Angel tries to pull my hands from his neck, but I hold on tighter and tighter, feeling his life slowly ebb away. With a smile, I squeeze even tighter, but thunder echoes, shaking the ground and putting out the flames. Beside me, a very beautif

All except one. A face that glared at me with a conceited smile. She had waited for this moment, she had waited to look me in the eyes with a calculative stare. Shania, drapes in a red polkadot gown and a black cashmere trenchcoat hanging over her shoulders. She let her ginger hair fall over shoulder with a braid at the two ends of her frontal. “Finally, we thought you were gonna have to cancel this meeting,” She smiled as though our argument yesterday never happened, like this was the first time we were speaking in months.

"Is that why we are together, Carl? So I can play house while you're out here hunting for your old life? Melinda is leading the whole strategy here. She is sitting at the high table, designing the security grids, and everyone respects her! The elders listen to her! The northern packs bow to her! But you want to lock me away in the countryside like a shameful secret!" "Because you are acting like a child!" I shouted back, the wood of my desk vibrating with the force of my voice. "Melinda spent years studying strategy! She earned her seat at that table! You came here to show off a dress and start fights in the corridor! You have n

“Well, since you already caught on, I’m at the club entrance.” “Suit yourself, Mel.” Minutes later, she showed up at our table dressed in a mini chignon dress and platform heels. “Hi, Ezran.” I hugged her briefly, before turning to introduce her to Rowan. “Uh… Rowan, this is Melinda. Melinda this is—” “Rowan Lyons.” she cut in. “Who doesn’t know the famous pro gamer?” Erik laughed. “Didn’t I tell you you were probably the only one in big Australia who didn’t know Rowan?”

By 8:15 AM, she arrived at her workplace, the gym. She slipped in quietly through the side entrance to avoid drawing attention, but didn’t make it too far before an annoyingly familiar voice cut through her quiet plan. “Well, well, look who finally decided to show up.” Clara halted mid-step. Melinda. She stood behind her in her usual gym gear. Clara turned gently to meet her smirk. Melinda stood tall with her athletic shape and always annoying smirk. Melinda leaned against the doorframe of the doorpost leading to the hallway. She stood with her arms folded across her chest, and a smirk played on h

I said. "Well, well." Mother looked at the camera with a smile, and said, "Greetings, ladies and gentlemen! This is Ophelia Maine, a former model from the old golden years. It's a pleasure to be back to the exposure of the media again. And more importantly, it's quite considerate of everyone to give me a chance to host a talk show with my wonderful daughter, Charlotte." Everyone's attention was on hers, like a queen who holds the entire stage on top of her palm. "But yet, the surprise isn't over yet. Let us welcome another guest who will be with us today… Jake Hayes!"

It was Melinda, and she was rippling through the crowd with a solar red-hot flare of rage burning in her eyes, after sighting Malik from afar. She had taken care of the Lakewood pack warriors that ambushed her at the prison. They wanted to completely shut her down, but she saw them as hurdles to be flown over to achieve her goal, and she did just that… Well, Ubuntu couldn't make it. He was trapped in the prison. "What. The. Fuck." Menelik bellowed, he opened his eyes wide in surprise, as he beheld Melinda. "Weren't this bitch, dead…" And also much to the shock of the Lakewood Pack members, Melinda