Melodie X Janet Novels & Stories

Lovett Larson’s gentle voice teased from the other end of the call. “Don’t you dare!” Janet shot back, scowling. Lovett chuckled softly. “Nine o’clock.” Janet instinctively turned. “My baby!” With a shrill cry, she hung up and bolted toward the woman standing a short distance away. Lovett smiled and opened her arms—only for Janet to dodge her entirely, crouching down to scoop the little girl beside her into a tight embrace. “My babyyyy! I finally get to see you at last!” Janet sobbed dramatically, tears of joy spilling.

I take in the flush climbing her neck and the way her fingers drum restlessly against the bar. “Tell me your name,” I say. She smiles at me "Melody" she says in a singsong voice, "Melody Jansen" she whispers like a top secret and I laugh “Alexander Kincaid,” I offer and she nods. We fall into a strange, charged silence. The bar noise fades, leaving just us and the hum of whatever the hell this is. I don’t do spontaneous. I don’t do chaos. I control every variable, every risk. But right now, with Melody Jansen in a wedding dress, half-drunk and reckless, I’m ready to go against every rule I’ve ever made for myself.

she added with a smirk. "I will make sure you pay for this insolence. You do forget who I am," Janet said. "I came here out of pity to give you a chance but I see you don't need one," Janet said and fetched her phone, she made a call to someone and Melissa stood there with her arms folded across her chest staring at Janet with a smirk. "Come over to Melissa's apartment. I need you to teach someone a lesson of a lifetime," Janet said on the call and ended it, turning her gaze to Melissa. "Now, let's wait and see what happens," Janet said after she was done with her call.

At the Nolan Manor… After finishing her work at the company, Melody returned home. She packed some luggage in advance and prepared various items for next week's business trip. By the time she finished packing, it was already evening. She stretched lazily and descended the stairs, coinciding with the maid preparing dinner. Seeing her coming down, Janet the maid hurriedly said, "Miss, please wait a moment. Dinner will be ready soon." Melody smiled, and then ushered Janet to the living room to rest. "Janet, take a break. I'll cook tonight. It's a good chance for Grandma to taste my cooking."

Melody POV From that day on I decided to never trust anyone. After my studies I came back to my country and started helping Dad. After his heart attack I became the CEO of Company. I never allowed Dad to talk about my marriage. I went to meet jannet and on the flight back home I met with an idiot. When I noticed his face for the first time in plane I had a feeling that I knew that man. But he was really irritating. He was staring at me continuously. I scolded him twice and finally he started reading magazine. Audrey was already waiting for me outside and I immediately left for home.

said Melody as she stood up and walked to the floor-to-ceiling windows. "Hello?" "Hello, is this Miss Melody Sander?" asked the female caller respectfully. "Yes, I am. And you are?" "Hi, Miss Sander. I'm Jelena Moore from Breeze Entertainment. We're currently working on a new movie, and we're wondering if you'd be interested in playing the female lead," explained Jelena. "A movie?" Melody was puzzled. "There must be some sort of misunderstanding." "No, Miss Melody. We saw the commercial you did for Parr Group, and we think that your image is perfect for the female lead. It took us some time to get your contact."

Siri told Jenifer that it was her suggestion that they could be in open relationships over their summer holiday, and it wasn't his fault that he had found someone he loved during the holidays. Jenifer screamed over the phone, telling Siril that he would go to hell for what he had done to her, and all Siril did was smile and hang up. “How can I help you?” He asked Melody, who hadn't said a word yet but was just staring at his dick in his boxer. “I came for something that belongs to me,” Melody said, pushing him out of the way and getting fully into his room. “What is that?” Melody had started undressing. She removed her top, leaving her bra on before proceeding to remove her trousers.

I can’t let my good life be destroyed. ‘As long as York doesn’t want to divorce me, I’ll still have a chance to win his heart. Then I will try to get all his property…’ “Mom...” At this time, Gretchen came over and helped her up. Glaring at her with hatred, Melody shook off her arm, tried her best to hold back her anger, and said with gritted teeth, “Come with me.” Then she pulled Gretchen and walked away. “Auntie Melody, don’t you wanna have breakfast?” Estelle raised her voice and asked.

Melody stood and leaned against the counter. "City boy. I'm the last one up. Hank, Deuce, and Anna have been working since five." "Wow," I replied. "Deuce?" Melody smiled and cocked an eyebrow. "Hank the second?" "Ohhhhh." She sipped her coffee and put the mug down. "It's much easier than saying Hank Junior, and cooler and less demeaning than just 'Junior.' Melody toyed with the tie on her robe. I tried not to stare as the knot unraveled and the robe opened, revealing her naked body underneath. She gave a slight shrug, and the robe slid off her shoulders and piled at her feet. I'm sure my mouth hung open.

Melisa snapped, but Janet interrupted her. “Kyle would be proud to support his father in the future.” Janet glared at her. “You have one hour, Melisa. Be quick.” “Future?” Melisa chuckled, looking at Kyle. “This poor kid’s future is gonna be buried tonight.” “You have one hour, Melisa. Call your gang to take your coffin out of this estate, or I’ll chop you into pieces and feed them to stray dogs.” Janet stepped toward her, and intimidation seemed to work for Melisa.