Melissa Honey Novels & Stories

"But I must say, I was rather surprised when I heard the news. Mr. Donovan has stayed single for so many years. No one was expecting this." Before Camilla could respond, another woman appeared on her other side and retouched her lip stick. This one was dark haired and her coffee brown eyes raked over Camilla's dress. "I know right?" She muttered. Then turned to Camilla and haughtily introduced herself. "Melissa Ray. I don't think the name would ring any bell, seeing as you just got introduced into the celebrity lifestyle. And your dress isn't all that. I've had quite a few made myself."

Eliza just prayed she wasn’t planning on sneaking out the back. “You in position?” Cassidy asked in Eliza’s head, which surprised her at first because she assumed she’d heard all she was going to from the teen for one night. “Yeah. Mila said Honey’s still in the bar. That right?” “She is. But she’s not going to be for long. Give her a few minutes once she comes out or she’ll know you’re there and run. She’s already suspicious.” “You read that in her mind?”

Melissa said smoothly, her voice carrying a note of warmth. Alexa looked up, startled. She had never seen this woman before. Her striking presence and poised demeanor instantly commanded attention. “Oh, hello… I didn’t hear you coming.” Melissa’s smile widened as she took a seat on the bench beside Alexa, her movements graceful. “You must be Alexa. I’m Melissa, Julian’s aunt.” Alexa blinked, her unease growing. “I… Yes, I’m Alexa. It’s nice to meet you, Madame Melissa.” “Likewise,” Melissa replied, her sharp eyes studying Alexa’s face. “Julian didn’t mention how beautiful you are.”

And with just one look, Hana could tell which of the 3 women was Melisa. Melisa works as a DJ or disc jockey in Heaven Wings, the most famous nightclub in the city. However, even though Melisa works closely with the world of nightlife, according to Zoe, it is Melisa who is the most conservative in relationships. There is no sex before marriage, that's Melisa's principle. Second, Clena, a private bank clerk whose dedicates most of her time to work. And of course, at one glance, Hana immediately knew that the woman who was staring at her cellphone with furrowed brows while chewing bread in her mouth was Clena.

“And Finnian? How the hell does he fit into this mess?” Melissa wiped at her face with the back of her hand, smearing mascara everywhere. “He saw me on the road one day and recognized me right away. Offered me five hundred thousand dollars to come back and… and get between you and Leylie. But I swear, Hayes, I fell in love with you for real. These last months… I don’t care about the money anymore. I just want you. I want us.”

Honestly, I chose this place because of her — Melissa. She didn’t have to say a word, but I could already tell she liked it. Her eyes had that tiny sparkle, the one she gets whenever something warms her heart even if she tries to hide it. And seeing her this happy since Hearty got out of coma? God… it does something to me every single time. It’s like if she laughs, my whole world shifts into place. If she smiles, my chest softens on its own. She doesn’t even try — she just is my peace. Melissa has been the missing piece I didn’t know I was searching for. I mean, M & J Group went from crawling to flying because of her. She always says it’s teamwork, but we both know she’s the fuel behind most

Melissa said and made a call to someone. "I will be at the programme, make sure I pass the verification," Melissa said and ended the call with a smile. The time slowly went by and Melissa got ready for the programme. She went through her clothes and chose a long red gown with diamonds. It was off-shoulder and had a split on one thigh up to the hip level. She matched it up with a seven-inch heel and let loose her long brunette hair. She put on her heavy make-up and adorned her neck and ears with some jewellery. She looked very seductive with all the artificial curves filling the outfit. She grabbed a purse and satisfied with her looks, exited her apartment and sat in the back seat of her car.

Melissa looked her up and down, smirking. “Heard you’re playing with dead fish these days? Such a waste—our department’s belle turned seaweed farmer.” The surrounding social wives giggled, their judgmental eyes sharp as blades. Lena sipped her lemon water. “Move. You’re blocking the light.” Melissa’s face twisted. “Still pretending? Everyone knows what you did! Selling your team’s data for money, killing your own father from anger, getting expelled… And now you dare come here? What, ran out of money on that stupid island and came to catch a new sugar daddy?”

" I saw a crack in Melissa's facade and I was sure she was taking advantage of the Fed's privileges. "What's the matter? Can't you answer your sister's question?" Cathy appeared from behind, "Melissa, you didn't accept an invitation from a married man, did you?" Melissa's face turned ugly, "Crazy bitch! Miller Corporation has officially hired me as Fed's new assistant. I don't need anyone's permission to be here."

It is understandable to cry when you're daughter is missing like you don't know if they are still alive or what. "If ever someone kidnapped Hilary, what is his or her motive?" I asked myself. It could be money, in telenovelas, kidnappers ask for ransom. Hilary is the only offspring of Helene Brooklyn, the owner of one of the famous and biggest shoes company. "Honey! Food is ready!" mom shouted while carrying a pot. I then sat at the dinner table and look at the food in front of me. My eyes sparkle as I see the 'Sinigang na Hipon'.