Melodie Sus Novels & Stories

She had just spewed what came into her mind immediately "I didn't mean it that way. I mean, you're weird in a cute way," Melodie beamed at Heyli and squeezed her shoulders. "I'm creepy, not weird in a cute way. So don't feel bad," Heyli nodded with a crease on her brows. "That's interesting." "There are lots of traps ahead of us. Beware of them," Melodie said, slapped her shoulder before walking to the front where Nina was. Kayla was behind her and she overheard what Melodie said to her. "That's true. But don't worry, Melodie would take care of it. She's really good. That's why we added her to our team,"

"Who are you calling your sister? Sorry, but I don't have any family, much less a sister. My fans know this. They don't even know who you are." "Still as stubborn as ever. You'd never face me so confidently if it weren't for Lucas. The only difference that separates us is having a backer. Hopefully that'll be enough for you to stick around in this industry until the very end." Melody paused briefly and took a deep breath. She had always been steadfast despite the public perceiving her to rely on the Riveras since she had been with Lucas, For that reason, Wendy had no right to judge her. Finding it pointless to engage Wendy any further, Melody walked past her to exit the restroom. Alas, Wendy

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.

It didn’t match Jessica’s perfection. It matched something older. Truer. --- Melodie sat by the window. She placed her hand over her belly. “I won’t let him forget,” she whispered. “No matter how many crowns she wears.” ---

Melody looks at me, her eyes puffy and red from crying, I walk over to her, "Mel what's wrong, why are you crying?" I put my arm around her shoulder and pull her into my side. She pushes me away, "that's how you hold a friend, is that what we are now Maddon, friends and nothing more?" I look at her then at my mother who was just shaking her head at me, Melody took her hands and slams them into my chest, "I'm pregnant Maddon with your pup, now you want to hold me as a friend, that's not good enough."

Christopher snorted coldly, "It seems like you have found yourself a good man capable of stuffing you into this kind of place. Have you had enough of playing a housewife and now want to play an office worker now?" He convinced himself that she had no relationship with the Nolans, so his guess was further from the truth. He was thinking that Albert Scott, who had just signed an endorsement deal with Nolan Enterprise, was the reason Melody got the chance to work in this company since the celebrity was her friend. "Melody, I don't see any improvement in you at all after the divorce. Can you use your intelligence for some good instead of using it on another man?" She froze. He was saying that sh

Lota and Argus, there seems to be a dispute between the two. The aura of the surroundings became even quieter and heavier when the two of the Legendary Alphas were in front of us. "Oh, why are you still here? What's the matter?" Melodia’s Alpha voice, it is nice to hear to the ear. Her voice was so light, I think I was drowsy because of her voice. It was as if I was being pulled into bed. Maybe it’s the reason because she's from the Melodia. She also has no instruments. And maybe she uses her voice.

She linked me back and quickly got up to deny me my protesting rights. “Enjoy the party loves.” She kissed Anne bye and trotted away. Melody rolled her eyes seductively at me and flashed a clean smile at me, she leaned closer and her boobs did a little jiggle, I stared at them and back at her. “So Melody, what do you do?” I asked trying to strike up a boring conversation that would eventually lead to something sensual then she would end up in my bed like every other girl. “I’m a meteorologist and if you watch the news frequently you’ll notice that I give updates every Tuesday and Thursday night.” She proudly answered my question.

"The next day, I went into Deuce's bathroom while he was showering and joined him. He was a little, uh, freaked out? I told him I had seen him watching us while I masturbated him. He didn't last long, and his warm cum shooting on me felt awesome. He was still upset until I told him his dad knew what I was doing, and that he could watch us next time." Melody reached out and took a cucumber off the counter. "Since you won't fuck me, and telling this story is turning me on, you'll have to watch me masturbate. Strip, Bob. I won't touch you, but I want to see your cock again." I dropped my shorts and pulled off my shirt. Melody smiled. "This may sound odd, but I've only been with three men, two o

The question was more to myself than it was to him. In the reception there was a small table and on it sat a big woman. She looked at me as soon as I walked in, not recognizing me or looking very happy to see me. When I reached the table, she spoke, "How may I help you?” Her voice was rough and unpleasant, "I am detective Melody. I've come here due to a report this rehab made on a former patient” She sat up straighter when I said what I did. "I'm sorry about that, I should have known away” she shook her head and smiled, "You don't look anything like a crackhead”