Melinda Novels & Stories

she couldn't talk,she has lost her memory The couple carried her and brought her home and make her mrs Phillip sister since they are scarce at home They told their daughter they have found her, companion Mrs Phillip loved her and care for her like she's own blood sister till date. ******************* Happy birthday fifth birthday Celine, (Celine was five year old today) "Thanks auntie" She hugged Isabella,she loved isabella so much Mr Steve was coming downstairs,i know you will be the first person the will come here today to wished my daughter happy birthday

“His busy “ she replied rudely and I let out a sigh, her gaze moved all over my body. I felt like I was being insulted through her eyes. My lips curled in to a smile and my eyes shone with amusement, some people are just weird. I pulled out my phone and stared at the number written at the back of the card, I inserted it in to my phone and dialled. The woman seemed not to care anymore as she focused on reading what she was reading, the phone rung and then it vibrated before I had a male voice. “Kenneth Rogers speaking ..” The name was familiar and now the voice, I wondered where I had that voice before. “Amelia Rose, your attorney " I whispered lightly " am standing here at the reception and

I walked to the driver and smiled. “Caren Inc please” I slipped into the car and he drove off. Caren Inc was a large office building, it wasn’t so popular but I already felt a homy feeling around it. I stepped out of the car and walked into the building. I headed straight for the receptionist, a tall blonde woman with huge spectacles. Her tag said Mrs. Helen Mayer. “hey, I’m Camila Santiago and I applied for a job here” she glanced through some files and smiles.

just a nobody. "But they really need to stop this bad behavior already, they derived joy in seeing other people hurt", I blurted out. She nodded. "Iam Kelsi" I introduce myself collecting the bottle water I dropped earlier from her. "Rita!" She smiled widely, she is no doubt adorable with her red lips and big bright eyes. I smiled. "Let's get something before the break ends" rita urged exictedly while her followed behind her. After break, I walked into the class and sat down.

“You’ll tell me what’s in the journal first. Then you’ll get what you want.” She paused. Then grinned. “I like your spirit.” Melinda took the book, flipped it open, and began reading aloud in a low, ancient chant. Her voice sent chills down my spine. Then she stopped. Her eyes gleamed. “Oh... I just knew it. You're Ravena's daughter,” she said, stepping toward me and tugging at a strand of my hair. “In English,” I said coldly, brushing her hand away. She rolled her eyes. “Fine. It says...

Whoever this Melinda was, she was already dangerous before she’d even appeared. The curtain at the back of the bar stirred, and out stepped a woman with long raven hair tumbling over her bare shoulders. She moved like smoke, her hips swaying, her crimson dress clinging to her like fire itself. Her kohl-dark eyes scanned the room with bored precision, until the bar owner called out from behind the counter. “Melinda! Over here. Got some clients waiting.” She pointed at the booth where Valerius, Chloe, and Lucius sat. Melinda’s painted lips curled into the faintest sneer. “Clients,” she muttered unde

“Ma’am, are you okay?” RINGG!!! Melinda’s phone rang inside. “Excuse me please,” she said as she rushed to pick up the call. “Baby, it’s me, Ryan. I'm itching to see you baby. Please come this morning.” Ryan spoke softly on the other end of the line. Melinda froze…

Probably some guy gave her a fake number in the bar. "I know what it is. But who are you?" She again asks me anxiously. "I am secretary of the President of the Damison Group. My name is Ethan Stone." I reply to her irritatingly, as she is wasting my time. I need to go home and take a lavender bath with my rubber ducks.

he responded. ********* At the meeting, Alpha Mark, Anton, Ophelia, Theo, Alpha Mark's Beta and a woman that looks familiar were present. Anton introduced the woman as Melinda. “You know my parents?” I asked facing her. She nodded. “I do. I’ve been waiting a long time to tell someone the truth.” “Then tell me,” I said. “What do you know about I and Alexis?” Melinda took a deep breath and began to speak. “I worked for them before during periods when your mother was pregnant. She couldn't work or moved around much so I was hired to care for her.”

She tilts her head, clicking her tongue. “What?” I push forward, raising a brow in anticipation. She scratches the back of her neck. “It’s strange. The theories that keep spreading after we learned of the kidnap. You know... you, Jason, Mira, and Sandra.” “Yes?” “Well, people keep saying that Melinda was working for someone. Someone who is really calculative and skilled in the art of manipulation.” I nod. “Go on.”