Melissa Oblivion Real Name Novels & Stories

“The one she blamed for anonymous tips, financial delays, missing documents. He doesn’t exist. No records. No bank trails. No company ties.” Melissa exhaled slowly, a bitter smile touching her lips. “So she finally gave her lies a name.” Demian nodded. “Most of the anonymous messages you received back then about your ‘uselessness,’ your ‘failure as a wife,’ the rumors that followed you they originated from accounts tied to Alice’s personal assistant. Deleted now, but not erased.” Silence filled the car. Melissa stared out the window as buildings passed by, sharp and familiar and cruelly unchanged. Her reflection in the glass stared back—calmer, colder, undeniably different.

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.

Not to Rico, not to Justin, and especially not to Evelyn Hawthorne. She replayed their conversation in her head, Evelyn’s taunts cutting deeper than she wanted to admit. The mention of her past, her struggles, her mistakes, was not something Melissa was proud of. But she’d fought her way out of that life, fighting for every opportunity to get where she was. No one, especially not Evelyn, would drag her back. Her phone buzzed. Unknown Number: "Clock’s ticking. Decide where you stand." Melissa slammed the laptop shut and stood. She couldn’t let Evelyn control the narrative. She needed leverage, something Evelyn wouldn’t see coming. And if she had to dig deeper into the Hawthorne family’s dirt,

“What do you want though? We have no time for your shenanigans.” “Tut tut tut,” Melissa clicked her tongue repeatedly, stepping closer to them. “Tell me though, how does it feel to no longer be the daughter of the Gray, to have your face hidden from the world, to be known as the imposter who deceived not just a family but the world, to be known as a fucking nobody. Tell me how it feels.” Eve’s fingers curled into a fist and she resisted the urge to pull at Melissa’s hair and force her to eat her words. She held the box tighter and turned her attention to Ella. “Don’t mind her, let's just go.”

“But I know you. And yeah—shameless is exactly what you are. The moment I saw your face, I remembered. You're the woman who stole my boyfriend.” She held her glasses so tight her fingers trembled. Her lips quivered like she was on the edge of either crying or screaming. Maybe both. “The last time Liam picked up my call, the last time he saw me, everything was fine. Then poof—he disappears. Ghosts me. And now I know why. You.” I blinked slowly. My tone dropped colder. “What’s your name?” “Melissa,” she spat. “Mel, for short. Liam’s girlfriend.”

I said softly, almost whispering in her ears. “I can’t…” Melissa sobbed sadly. “Why not, Melissa? You’re not happy and sexual abuse is punishable by law…” “I’m not happy, you’re right. I am more than unhappy, I am miserable, depressed, and worthless.” “But if Owen ever left me, I would have no one to call family. No one would ever love me with a past as dirty as mine.“ “You can be free, Melissa…” I chimed. Melissa pulled away from my hug, and for the first time, I took a proper look at her.

I say to her. “I have to talk to a few people, but I know I can get this straightened out for you,” Jade says to me. “You do not think Tonya was involved?” I ask her. “No, Tonya is a whore, but Melanie is a crazy bitch. She has done some pretty horrible things to people, and that is why I am on her,” Jade says. “Like what has she done?” I ask her. “Dakota, you are lucky she only accused you of rape. She could have killed you, and trust me; she would have walked away from it. She is not one to mess with,” Jade says to me.

We walked to the club entrance and were stopped by a guy who looked a bit older than us. “ids please?” I didn’t have my id and I knew the club was for 21 and above so it would have been useless. Olivia smirked “excuse me? I’m Olivia Lopez and this is Camila Santiago” the guy’s eyes widened and he apologized profuse. He quickly let us in.

"I saw her, Mother. At a business meeting with Grayson Cross. She was there. Taking notes. Working as his personal assistant." "That's impossible." Melissa's voice was sharp, cutting. "She disappeared seven years ago. Your father's investigators couldn't find a single trace of her. They searched everywhere." "Well, they didn't search hard enough." Laurette spoke from her position at the bar, pouring herself a generous measure of vodka. "Because she's definitely alive. Very much alive. And apparently working for one of the most powerful men in this city." Melissa's mind was already racing through implications, through potential problems, through scenarios that needed to be prevented. "This is

"Athen tells me you need information quickly and quietly." "That's correct," I confirmed as I pulled out my phone and opened the photo gallery. I had taken a pictures of Melissa from her phone.one of the council meetings when she wasn't looking. I showed the photo to Sullivan. "This is Melissa," I explained. "She's currently the Luna of Dark Moon Valley but I don't know where she came from before that. I want everything you can find about her. Family background, pack affiliations, education, relationships, anything that might explain how she ended up here."