Melodious X Novels & Stories

moaned Kassie. "Yes, yes, that's so good," Melody gasped. 1136

Once she grew up, she would definitely become a beautiful woman who captured everyone’s heart. Morganna stared at her with jealousy and sighed. “Melody is really beautiful. When she grows up, she’ll definitely be even more stunning than Addy. It’s unfortunate that she’s mute, and who knows who her father is—” Morganna felt a cold glare on her, and all of the horrible things still on her tongue died away. “Mel can speak. She just chooses not to,” Mdm. Xavier said coldly. Morganna pouted. ‘There’s no difference between a person who can’t speak and a person who won’t. They’re both mute.’

She replied. "I will talk to her later." He said and packed her dirty blonde hair in his hands and started moving her head on his dick so she could give him a deep blowjob. He closed his eyes, enjoying the pleasure he was having. Melody was choking on his dick, and she didn’t want to stop. The door was burst open by Xander. His gaze landed on them. His jaw fell to the floor in surprise.

In fact, Evan had intentionally left his watch in Melody's car, right when she and Jane were politely exchanging the bottle of cordyceps. All of it was deliberately calculated so that he could have a reason to speak to Melody again, to tell her that every time he followed his mother's words, he never meant any of it. That she shouldn't take them to heart. Irritated and restless, he pulled his car to the side of the road and took out his phone, dialing her number.

For ten years, I stood beside Adrian Shaw while he clawed his way up from nothing to a nine-figure fortune. In all that time, he never once took me anywhere that cost more than twenty dollars a head. On the eve of our tenth anniversary, I sent him a link to the steakhouse I'd been saving for years. His expression darkened. "Just because we have money now doesn't mean we can forget how hard life can get. Thrift is a virtue, Nora. Don't lose it." I thought he had a point, so I nodded and agreed to cancel the reservation. Then, on the day I went to the restaurant to cancel it, I saw Adrian across the dining room, having dinner with a girl. He cut her steak for her, then reached over and ge

Everything felt so silent and dark. Then I started hearing a beautiful melody. It was calm and melodious. Thump thump… thump thump… thump thump… calm and soothing, so light yet so powerful. It was Loid's calmly beating heart that killed that deafening silence in the world. I finally noticed that I was lying naked, on top of his body. My head was on his bare chest, my ear was pressed against his rib cage, listening the that melodious song.

Her voice held a melodic quality, like silver bells in a distant meadow. Daphne's laughter danced through the air, a silvery melody amidst the intricate symphony. "Oh, Xanthe, can you just take a deep breath? They wouldn't dare close the doors of the hall if I were not present," she chuckled, her eyes sparkling mischievously.

A melody that had been lost to time, until now. Aria froze, her body trembling as the gentle chimes filled the air. Her eyes blurred with sudden tears. She knew this song. She remembered it from the quiet nights of her youth, the stolen moments of peace before everything had fallen apart. She hadn’t thought about it in years. The realization hit her like a wave—Xander had made this. He had crafted this lullaby, this small piece of her childhood, just for her. A gift he had never given, but one he had meant to.

Not as high as Delia had worn, but high enough to make Melody feel incredibly sexy. Melody applied fresh red lipstick, and looked at herself in the mirror. She wasn't as dainty as the hot little lady dom at the club had been, and she wasn't as obviously sexy as Ruby was, but Melody thought she looked positively sinful tonight. She felt sensual. Then she felt it, Alexander had finished the alpha business and returned to their home. He was surprised to find it empty, Melody closed her eyes as she felt him react. Wanting to focus on him. Anxiety, quickly melting away, to surprise... ah, there it was, the spike of lust as he realised he had to hunt her down. That she had planned a game for him.

--- Upstairs, Alexander sat alone, the straw whistle in one hand, a war ledger in the other. He couldn’t focus. That tune… Where had he heard it first? And why did it feel like home? --- Down below, Melodie stared at the moon through barred stone. “She’s going to use my voice to lie,” she whispered. “But I won’t let her steal my story.” Her fingers tightened around the flute. “If sound won’t wake you, maybe words will.” ---