Melissa Novels & Stories

“She can help me rebuild an Empire after the crisis, Melissa, while you can only hide behind your father's name." "Trust me you don't want to go there,” she looked at me with a serious face. "You already did. I'm just completing what you started.” “OK then, Aldric, I guess you've made your choice. I hope you're ready for what's coming," Melissa said about standing up when I asked her if she knew who the president's personal designer is. “I wouldn't care to know, plus there's just no way it would be Scarlett, whatever her name is. I bet she's all broken or something," Melissa answered before the di

She sat on the bed and held a booted foot out to me. I pulled the boot off so she gave me the other one. I put them both out of the way and sat next to her. "What kind of work do you do, Melissa?" "Since I've been here I work for Hi-Country Trucking in the office. Invoices, billing, that sort of thing." "And, how long have you been here?" "Jack died September sixteenth last year. I've been here ever since then."

All the people outside are a bit crazy. "Crazy?" Jessica frowned. "How is that? Everyone seems very fine and the master. He seems genuine." She was a little confused. Why would Melissa blame such an amazing personality? Melissa "....." Here she is trying to convince her to leave, saying different things and she is catching points that were unnecessary!

Melissa, on the other hand, remains eerily composed, a hint of satisfaction playing at the corners of her lips. Unbeknownst to Terry, she had been meticulously planning this encounter, and now her scheme had come to fruition. As Melissa's mind drifts into a flashback, she recalls the conversation she had with Miranda, their heads bent together in secrecy. It was during this exchange that Melissa learned about the upcoming party Terry was hosting, an event she had no desire to attend. Miranda, a mastermind in orchestrating manipulative scenarios, outlined a plan for Melissa

Brian asked "Yes," Melissa replied

She had on the uniform that I knew belonged to a well-known salon and spa from one of the malls in the city. “Good evening, sir and madam. I’m Melisa from Les Paradis, I’m here and ready to assist you with whatever you need.” She went ahead and introduced herself. The woman was carrying a bag containing her work equipment. But I don't remember calling her here. "Keith-" “I hope you’ll accept it. Not only will you save time, but you'll also save your energy with Melissa's assistance." He said. "I just want to pamper my future wife."