Melissa Oblivion Last Name Novels & Stories

Damien asked warily. “Isn’t obvious?” the woman asked. “I am Melissa, the leader of the west coast witch coven,” she bowed dramatically. “A witch,” this time, everyone was shocked as they all took a protective stance while wondering what a witch could be doing there. “Wait, is that little night howler working with you? Is our prince really under a spell?” A nightwalker chief asked. “Aye, your prince is under a spell but not my spell,” Melissa said and everyone gasped. “And no, the little girl isn’t working with me. As a matter fact, she doesn’t even know she is being used.”

Her eyes narrowed, and something shifted in the air around her. “This isn’t just a curse,” she said. “This is Valtora. Magic that should’ve died with the witches who created it.” Frank stepped back, uneasy. Even Philip looked shaken. Melissa raised her chin. “But I’ve studied things even the High Circle feared to touch. I’ve stood in circles that cracked the ground beneath me. I’ve broken spells carved in blood, bound in bone.” The torches lining the walls flickered violently, reacting to her power. “I am not a hedge witch. I am not a healer. I am Melissa of the Black Flame,” she said, voice ringing through the room. “One of the most powerful witches to walk this earth.”

“These two men are very efficient. Very clean. They’ll kill you and dispose of your body before the brothers even realize you’re gone. And I’ll be there, crying, devastated that we were attacked by rogues. That I barely escaped with my life.” She moved closer, close enough that I could see the madness dancing in her eyes. “They’ll comfort me. Hold me. Thank me for trying to protect you. And eventually, they’ll forget about you entirely. Because that’s what you are, Anokai—forgettable.” “Please,” I whispered, hating the desperation in my voice but unable to stop it. “Please don’t do this.” “Oh, but I am.” Melissa’s smile widened. “You see, I don’t have any heartstrings left for you to tug on.

“What do you want me to do? She looked at me patiently. I was mesmerized by her grace. “Forgive me your Highness. I don't want to waste your time or cause any trouble, but I think you know what I'm talking about.” Her answer only increased my confusion. “Tell me your name, please.” I enquired. “Melissa Owens.” She stated simply. What a name for my mysterious mate. “So Melissa, what is it you wanted me to do?” I asked, trying hard to keep my voice low. “Since you know my name now, I want you to reject me.”

Elise said quietly. Selena looked at her with doubt and Elise shrugged, “ I for one don’t like Amanda at all. I guess she is also a lousy employer too.” Elise asked and the lady nodded and spoke in a gentle voice. “Actually the real truth is that, I am Melissa ,an actual spy under the commission of Secret Special Force, Amanda took my mate and blackmailed me into working for her when I tried to get him back. She set up some humans to make a sex clip with me in it and threatened to show my mate. Since then I have been her slave.” the lady said breaking into sobs.

A pause. “This ends one way,” Melissa continued. “With my name clean or with theirs destroyed.” As night fell, Melissa returned home alone. She stood on the balcony, the city lights stretching endlessly, and allowed herself one quiet thought of the woman she used to be the one who begged, waited, forgave too much. That woman was gone. Her phone buzzed. Unknown number. She didn’t ignore it this time. A single message appeared. You should have stayed hidden. Melissa typed back slowly.

Likewise, I didn't know what else to do, father was here and Melissa was there, somewhere I don't know. What was happening?who was playing this dangerous game with me ? Was it Hayley who Melissa had talked about the other time. It's time we found who Hayley was and get rid of her. “Why Melissa? Why Melissa ? Why is Celeste obsessed with the didric powers?” I asked.

Amelia didn’t deserve this. Not the attention. Not the speculation. Not the humiliation. This was my world—messy, invasive, vicious—and I brought her into it. I exposed her to something she never asked for. “Elena,” I said through clenched teeth, “shut it down.” “We’re trying,” she said. “But once something’s viral—” “I said shut. It. Down.” She swallowed hard and nodded. Sadie’s voice broke the chaos. “Noah… does she know yet?”

Nice what perfect timing, I have been seated for over two hours waiting for her to arrive and the moment Lilith came to the picture she arrives, to explain to a Demon or a supernatural creature who had been around long enough was easier than to explain to an earthly human teen, with her fragile heart and mindset she could hate me in just an instant. “Melina…” I called her. Melina walked towards me and sat beside me. I shook my leg and pushed Lilith off my leg. “Melina, this is my ex wife! Lilith and Lilith this is my love interest Melina!.” ^^^ Aviva (Delilah’s) POV I felt weird all day and kept looking over my shoulder it felt like I was being hunt by Freddy Krueger. My mind was on a bumpy

Colette Smith (P.O.V.) Just then I got a message on my phone. Multiple messages by the sound of it, as my phone went notified me multiple times. I retrieved my phone and opened the message. It was a message from an unknown number. In the message were pictures and videos and Lisa and Callum having sex.