Melissa Oblivion Real Name Novels & Stories

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?”

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.

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.

Melissa blushed, as she pressed deeper into Damien's chest while he kissed her shoulder. "Okay, you all really need to be alone." Melissa chuckled. "Please reach out to the staff, apologize on my behalf, and have her coffee..." Damien wasn't done with his statement when Betty's phone buzzed in her pocket. She reached for it and frowned at the link notification she saw on her iMessage. She clicked on it and it took her to a gossip website. It was a video of what transpired earlier between Melissa and Rhoda. "Holy shit!" "What's going on?" Damien voiced out,

I will destroy anyone who stands in my way. I was getting tired of waiting for her to show up. I had expected to have found her by now. On my orders my men had teared the place apart trying to find her. I made everyone abandoned their poor excuse of a town. Yet still she had been nowhere to be found. As if she had just vanished into thin air. The letter left for her untouched. Melissa thought she had died when she escaped so did my men. But I knew better. I knew they thought I was mad. As if obsession had driven me to insanity. Only if they knew the key she could hold. I didn’t care what the others thought, they were all disposable. Every last one of them was just another ploy in my game. Me

Melissa Millar, the MM Queen or should she say Melissa Jones, Richard's hidden daughter. Melissa looked at her with hatred in her eyes. She came toward Anastasia like a raging bull and in a blink, landed a slap on her other cheek. Anastasia's face flew to the side but the smirk was still there. "How dare you make fun of me?! How dare you mock me?!" She snapped at Anastasia while shaking in anger. "For you, I had to live in darkness from childhood and you dared to make fun of me?!" She shouted on her face and landed another slap on her face. She was clearly taking revenge on Anastasia for the slap she had given her in her office. "I had to suffer so much for you!" Melissa shouted at Anastasia

"You vampires really can't be trusted" Yoana scowled, pushing Lorean away from the woman's side. Lorean did not bother to explain or refute Yoana's words. Since he first met that girl, he already felt very unsuitable with her. "Do you know her?" Asked Lorean. "If I know her, what's your business?" Yoana asked as she opened her eyes sharply. She then started stroking the woman's head “She is Melissa, a DJ who works in the gray room. Ah, poor Melissa! She must have been in a lot of pain when your insolent fangs stuck in her hand!"

"But I'm really not into modelling." "You should give it a try cos damn!" I didn't say anything in response and she continued. "I'm Melissa and this is my fiancée, Letitia." She pointed at the black one. "We both work at Lilith." "Fiancée?" I was kind of surprised. "You two make a lovely pair." "Thank you," Melissa and Letitia said at the same time. "Are you models?" "Oh no, I'm Lilith's head designer and Melissa is the chief marketing officer," Letitia replied.

Melissa was devastated. She was no longer a proud queen. She has fallen from grace in front of the world. The guards closed in to drag her away but she began to shriek, refusing to believe the truth. "It’s a lie! It’s all a staged lie! This can't be true! It’s all a lie! She’s a fraud! Nathaniel, tell them! Tell them she’s nobody! She is not E.H. She's a fraud!” Melissa screamed like a mad woman, refusing to accept reality. She kept shouting, her heels skidding against the marble floor as two burly security guards gripped her arms to take her out.

As Melissa stepped out of the hotel, her heart raced with a mix of excitement and nervousness. Without wasting a moment, she dialed Zara Watson, her supervisor at BuzzFeed. The phone rang, and Zara's voice echoed through the receiver. "Melissa, what do you have for me? I hope it's a juicy scoop?" Melissa couldn't help but smirk. "Oh, it's definitely spicy, Zara. It involves none other than A-list actress Olivia Hamilton and our very own Mr Ashford."