Melodie X Janet Novels & Stories

"Better if my two hens weren't clucking together." Janet rolled her eyes behind him. No one occupied any tables. It was the lull between lunch and dinner and Melinda would be off in fifteen minutes. She smiled at the man, but nodded at him as if she acknowledged what he was saying. "We're almost done with our side jobs and then we'll be out of your hair." He frowned then moved away. "I don't know how you have the patience for him," Janet said. "I have an eight-year-old. It's like dealing with him," Melinda said. "So what's up with the guy?"

I thought to myself. "I know her. She's my classmate. Melody Tragers" he said smirking. "oh, you know each other, that's great. Please come in mel," she said Kendall and Tanya stepped back and I entered while Kendall closed the door behind me. The inside of the house is amazing. There are pictures of Kendall and his mom, Kendall, his mom and another older lady, not too old though, at least in her late fifties. Just then, a woman came in to the sitting room "Ah, you must be Melody" she said.

A young girl about the age of seventeen asked grinning. I looked at Janet, giving her a sigh to order. "We'll both have the normal." She grinned at the young girl. The girl left after writing our order inside her note. Janet cleared her throat and then looked straight at me. It was obvious she wanted to ask a question. "Ask whatever you want to ask." I sighed as I relaxed in my seat. "Hmmn?" "Ask away." " I know this is not about you wanting me to forgive you, cause you're a selfish jerk -"

Logan I'm dragging my fingers through my hair for the billionth time, hoping the woman in front of me will disappear when I open my eyes—I'm not that lucky. Melodie is there, glaring at me with pouting lips and fist clenched so hard she could extract blood with her nails. "I've changed my mind!" Melodie announces. "We are no longer free to sleep with whoever we want!" "Mmm," I sigh. "What happened to Julian and Max? And that doctor, what was his name, Victor?"

Maybe she didn’t feel comfortable bringing that up. “Let’s go to the living room, I want to listen to Melody for myself,” I said rushing to the living room. When I turned on the TV Melody was already on, acting fragile, which I know is fake. She’s only doing that for sympathy. “Welcome to the afternoon show, we have Melody Ambrose, our most renowned weather forecaster who was unfortunately attacked in her home a few days ago. Welcome back Melody,” “Thank you, Janet,” “How are you doing?”

“Sometimes they forget they have company.” Melody glanced at the two men who were now completely absorbed in their conversation. “That must be very difficult sometimes.” Mrs. Pepple smiled knowingly. “You have no idea.” They shared a quiet laugh. A few minutes later Mr. Pepple suddenly looked at Melody again. “My dear girl,” he said. “So what do you do?” Melody straightened slightly. “I’m a baker and I'm opening a pastry and coffee shop,” she explained. “I had one when I was in SnowBrook. Since moving to New York, I’ve been working on building something new here.”

"What exactly do you mean? Just come out clear." "In your friend circle, how many are you?" Sage asked. Melanie frowned and eyed Sage suspiciously. "Just three." She eventually answered. "So look round, darling." He urged. "Who among you isn't here?" "Janet," I whispered. Melanie looked back before turning to Sage. "Janet?" She said with uncertainty. "There you got your answer." Sage smiled with a slight shrug. "Janet is the mole?" Melanie gasped with disbelief. "I can't believe this."

,Xavier asked. "I did",Melody replied. "Two sisters. They were captured by hunters". "I'm sorry",Xavier said. Melody shook her head with a sad smile. "It happened years ago. I'm over it now. Ever since, I've been waiting. Waiting for an opportunity to come for me, an opportunity for me to do something real. Something adventurous. And I'm glad I found you and your sister". "I'm glad I found you too", Xavier said. He was staring intently at her, his eyes heated with so many emotions.

This was the sixth time she had been to the Colemans’ house. For such a petite, slender woman with lush breasts and a freshly operated butt, Tara worked as a model for swimsuit magazines; Melody didn’t understand how a woman like her, from what she saw intelligent, simple, and charismatic, was with a man as grumpy as her husband was, but each candle with his saint. Melody went over herself completely again before entering the restaurant, where she would sign an agreement that would mark her and her son’s life forever.

“Very soon, I will thank him. What does he even mean by that?” Every energy I had this morning has disappeared into God knows where. The new clothes to be worn were already arranged on their bed, it is really going to be a big day for my kids. I hope Alexander wouldn't mess it up for me. The main door slammed and the next thing that followed forced me from my seat. “MELISSA,” Janet screamed, gently dropping the cake and other things she came in with. “God of mercy, I'm right in your presence. Don't shout like that,” I sighed, throwing myself back into the sofa.