Melissa Moretti Novels & Stories

"Let's give it up... to the Herald of Dexo Fernia, the shadow assassin! The daughter of Hikaris himself… VERONICA!" Chest out, shoulders back, I walked out of the dark and turned my gaze to every corner of the coliseum, and with a devilish grin on my lips, I raised my weapon and they screamed my name… just how I want them to. "And her challenger..." the announcer paused for a while, I crossed my arms and everyone went silent, patiently waiting until, "another daughter of Hikaris, the Mistress of Dexo Fernia, Elspeth!"

Chapter 45: A Dance with Shadows The gala sparkled with glamour, a testament to the wealth and influence of those in attendance. The air buzzed with the soft hum of conversation, laughter, and the occasional clink of champagne glasses. Melissa, now disguised as Allison Roman, moved through the crowd with practiced grace. She wore a sleek black gown, her hair styled in an elegant updo, and her demeanor calm yet alert. Every step she took felt like a calculated move in a high stakes game of chess.

Camila The taste of cold lemonade filled my tastebuds as I gazed over the beach. It has only been a week since we've been in Italy, and it wasn't all that bad. Elijah wasn't a total scum as I thought, but I will never let my guard down. He's a Camorra, I never trust one, except Mira, you can't not trust Mira, she's one in a million and will most definitely fight for your trust.

the video placed her on the front screen. Melissa exhaled, she could sense the slander coming from a mile away. "You might not understand my purpose for making this video, and I apologize that I must remain anonymous for my own safety but the Luna of Dunham is not a werewolf. She is a witch!" The voice paused then several videos of her, from her past life played. There was one where she tripped from the stairs and at the time, Melissa had been embarrassed by the event.

Melissa what are you doing in there, I heard the princess Luciana calling out to me and I immediately swam out of the room. "Am sorry my princess I'm just arranging the room" I said to her and she rolled her eyes sitting down and ordering me to fix her hair. My name is Melissa and I'm a blued tail mermaid slave. I work in the palace as the princess Luciana's maid. I was taken in as a palace slave when my mother committed a crime. She fell in love with a human and got pregnant for the human an act which is a crime in Atlantica.

He held on to my right shoulder, so I turned to face him. "Will you take your hand off my shoulder or I'll turn you into a mouse?" I raised my left eyebrow, glaring at his cold yet undeniably handsome face. "Whoops!" He immediately took his hand off my shoulder. "You two! What are you waiting for?" The guard on the table called us. He's looking at me from head to toe right now. I quickly walk towards him and say, "My name is Alenna Delevigne from the city of Nalaknabak. I'm a..."

Hailey retorted hotly. Melissa Leonard was torn. She liked Mitchell. She even harbored her secret fantasies after seeing Mitchell in swim trunks at the pool party. He had transformed Christine from an almost reclusive scholar into a confident, lovely young woman. Melissa knew that Mitchell wasn’t responsible for Christine’s beauty or ability but rather for the confidence to show the world some of the many things she was capable of.

Melissa was there when Lauren unplugged the life support of her own father, watching the old man die. Melissa also knew the deepest secret of the Miller family. She knew the relationship between Sarah Waves and Lauren Miller and if she did not get the money in her own stipulated time, she was going to first expose that secret. To show Lauren she meant business. With the certainty that Lauren was going to send the money, Melissa went shopping. It was in the night. she loved night shopping, it helps her to think and it brings some kind of peace. Night shopping went well and after shopping for an hour, Melissa left the mall.

“You’re going to be speaking with someone else from now, can you listen attentively and record what she says?” “Yes, I can…” Finn replied, “I’m listening…” Melissa came to the phone, we switched the voice call to FaceTime, and Finn gave her the go-ahead to talk. “My name is Melissa Doyles” she began. “If you have seen the popular video where a young brunette is on the floor, begging a heavily pregnant woman for mercy, then you can zoom the video and check. I am a pregnant lady. Yes, I am that person, stomping on the humble lady on the ground.