Meliodas Smiling Novels & Stories

In his slow and elegant stride, Meliodas ordered the chains on their wrists to be undone. Once in front of them, he looked at Felicia, intimidated by his presence but still trying to hold his gaze. He then turned to Nathaniel and calmly added, "I highly doubt you will survive this power, but I can see the hatred in your eyes. Use it as a weapon." With those words, he turned around and left the room. *** A few hours later... Sitting at the top of a mountain, Nathaniel looked at the sky and threw stones into the vast expanse of red water below.

Azadou boasts triumphantly. The cries of battle fill the air, only to be pierced by a dark, yet melodic laugh. The Gods look towards it and see Merlos floating down from her invisible pedestal, finally deciding to join us. As her feet touch the grass, her crystal form morphs back into her human form as she tosses her golden locks over her shoulder. “Aww, Azadou blocked out the sun,” she coos. “What an adorable parlour trick. Is that really the best you can do?” she mocks.

"Heyli, Melodie is a beast in the game and she has this sadistic tendency. That's why she's happy. She's happy that she would be giving someone from another team an injury. So don't share her excitement," Heyli looked at Melodie but this time, she did so in another light. Melodie was the most lighthearted and carefree person among them all. Why would she be sadistic? She didn't even look like she could hurt a fly. As she looked around, her eyes caught Harrison. He was standing with a group of guys his height or even taller and they cracked jokes to attract the females standing around them. Heyli shook her head and turned back to her girls.

He spoke after a few seconds. "What?" Elijah asked, while his cat-like gaze was fixed on where Fox was looking. Melia was leaning against the wall with her hands interlocked, her head tilted to one side, looking at the snow-haired one. She smiled at him, not showing her teeth, and he, like an idiot - as he would say - couldn't help but smile back. He heard laughter. It was Fox.

I say with an airy laugh to hide the fact I am uncomfortable and he nods. "I am gold status Lt. Modok of the planet Gaimo," he says while watching my face with a rather serious expression and I freeze up a little. His eyes freak me out. His pupils are so much thinner than Baalee's and the other Keas. The color of them is also similar to a reptile's, green with flecks of brown. "Well, I am happy to meet you Modok," I say trying to move past the fact I was staring at him again.

While Deimos is neither of those things. Deimos comes back into the living area, and his eyes go straight to Ace and his arm, that is wrapped around me. I try to wiggle out of Ace’s hold, but he only squeezes me tighter to his side. I look into Deimos’s eyes, and they are glowing gold. We are all in trouble. “Everyone out,” Deimos growls. “Calm down, Alpha,” Ace says jokingly. “It was just a joke.”

Mel nods in agreement and they bury their heads together, flicking through the tablet song list. “You good with that, Ty?” I ask, amused. I think this is the first time I’ve laughed in a few days, and it feels so good to laugh. Even Mel is smiling. I wink at her and her smile broadens. “Hell Yes!” he grins mischievously.

He howls at Milos. Milos looks into the eyes of the little child and slowly drops his sword, knowing that this will be the end of him. Only the Vanatian sword can kill an Alpha, Rogue, or otherwise. He looks up into the skies and in a flash, sees his late father smiling at him, and mouthing these words, “We will win in the end”. This gives him so much joy that even when Devilio quickly plunges the sword into his heart, he hardly feels the pain, as all he wants to do is join his progenitors.

“I will find you. I will bring you back home, to me and Hope and the entire Kridensya. Safe and sound.” “Yes…” I whispered weakly, “please hurry.” The bond dimmed as the mindlink ended. I lifted my eyes, frozen. Melody stood in front of me smirking with twisted delight. Beside her, Gilda watched with a sharp, hungry expression. Their smiles were wrong. Too wide. Too eager. My heart hammered against my ribs. Swallowing hard, I forced my voice steady. “What have you done to me? Why have you brought me here? I demand to be released.”

Everything stabilised the moment she finished transforming. I couldn't believe I was seated with darakula, the conquered witch of the ages we read in stories. She inched closer towards me and scorched low. "M…li…saahhhh!!!! — ha ha ha… my little friend" She smiled revealing her brown long teeth "Don't be scared my friend! I won't kill you now.” she laughed harder "What shall be the reward of Melisa for taking me out of my cage?" She questioned her eyes sparked flame "I would give you–"