Melissa Novels & Stories

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.

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.

Olivia POV When we were done talking, it was already time for them to leave, so I escorted them to the car and watched them as they drove away from the premises. I turned to the side, and the girl was still with me. “What’s your name?” I asked her. “Melissa.” She responded immediately. “Well, Melissa, you’re going to be working as my personal assistant from today.” She was shocked to hear what I said because she was probably not expecting that kind of position, especially when she is just an ordinary intern.

Lena's POV. “Hello, ma'am,” the doctor waved his left hand, and felt my pulse with his right hand. “How many fingers am I holding up?” “Can I get a name? Can you speak?” He continued, not even giving me a chance to think or respond. He suddenly stopped and pointed a little fluorescent light in my eyes. I squinted and groaned inaudibly from lying stiff for far too long. “Four, My name is Lena, and I think I can… talk,” I replied in a second, gulping as the man behind him moved closer and fixed his gaze on me.

All of it. But if there’s one thing I’ve learned in this game, it’s that things rarely go smoothly forever. Especially when someone like Melissa is involved. If it’s the Melissa I know, then I’d be damned to think she’d just let this trick slide. No, she isn’t the type to sit back and lick her wounds. She’s dangerously meticulous. She’s calculating, patient, and the kind of woman who’ll smile at you while sharpening the knife she plans to stick in your back.

Something tells me that it must be his mistress that he left to see. Allen walked quietly into the room, it was my girlfriend's bar, so no security dared stop me, I just followed Allen straight inside the room. “How did it go?” I heard a young lady's voice. It sounded like my girlfriend Joan but that was impossible, she was visiting her grandmother for the holiday. “Guess who isn't getting a breakup,” Allen laughed loudly. “That bitch thought she could just break up with me and leave me broke, that was a wide idea.” “She would be at your mercy…it's only a matter of time before you are the one heading The Rodriguez's group,” the lady added.

Elvira continued to rant out in anger, like it was their first time meeting, whereas it wasn't so. “I was only passing my boss's message across. Presently, I don't care to know who you are or what you are. Now, if you would excuse me, I was busy before you barged in here. So, please leave right this minute else I'll be forced to use the security on you.” Melissa was trying her best not to lose her cool and she did a great a job of hiding her irritation and frustration. It wasn't like she didn't know the famous model 'Elvira Cruz of the Cruz Entertainments'. Well known among celebrities and top models in the States.

Gwyneth couldn’t even gather any reasons to get a benefit of the doubt to look at Melissa with pleasing gaze. “Hello Madame Latifa, I’m Melissa Hopkins. I’m the representative client of the Oda Infrastructures. I would like to talk to Mr. Oneil,” Melissa was straightforward on her words. She didn’t even falter on her stance as Latifa looks at her while holding a cup of tea.

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.

“Okay, okay! I get it, trust me, but getting all worked up before you know who this new person is won’t help. I’m just saying—don’t rush into anything yet. We don’t know all the details, right?” Melissa took a deep breath, calming herself slightly. “Maybe you’re right,” she agreed, though the fire in her eyes could still be seen. She then narrowed her eyes and muttered again in a dangerous whisper. “I’ll find out soon enough. And when I do, I’ll make sure they regret ever stepping into my territory.”