Melody Anne Novels & Stories

Her. I exhaled slowly through my nose, eyes still hunting. “Where’s Mel?” Naza shifted aside without a word. And there she was. Melody sat in the corner armchair like she was trying to disappear into it, but she couldn’t hide from me. Never could. That moss-green halterneck dress clung to her perfectly. The neckline plunged dangerously low, the tie at the back of her neck the only thing keeping her breasts from spilling out. One deep breath and I’d see those pretty nipples I’d been dreaming about for days. Her hair was twisted up in a messy bun, a few strands kissing her neck. Light makeup, just enough gloss on her lips and a touch of shimmer on her cheeks.

It's now am starting to see the future that am heading for, the mental peace that I had always yearned was also starting to appear. That loneliness that I hate the most wasn't there, Gale had taken away all that giving me a peace of mind that I can never fathom and now in a few hours he would be my husband. I smiled to the mirror, trying to cool my nerves and act calm but trust me when I say that it isn't as easy as every one hoped. I felt a hand on my shoulder and turned to it's owner, seeing Maggie's smiling eyes made a bit calm. "You look so beautiful Mel... Come here " She whispered the last part while pulling me into a hug. Her hands patting my back softly making me feel tears well up i

Hughs was done playing. “Ladies and gentlemen, I would like you to meet this extraordinary young lady, Mrs. Melody Hinze. I have asked her to play for you today, she has quite the way with the keys.” Melody stands her legs are a little shaky, she straightens her back, pulls her shoulders up and lifts her chin. She walked with the same pride and strength as her teacher, when she joined him. He takes her hand and leads her to the bench then returns to her seat next to Anthony.

Sighing, I hold out my hand. She looks strong, reminding me a bit of Charley. Beautiful but tough as nails with skin the color of honeyed amber. Her eyes are a beautiful shade of slate gray, strikingly beautiful on her tan skin. She has long straight black hair, cut short around her ears leaving just enough for a soft curl. When she turns her head, I see a delicate rose tattoo on her neck, spiraling up into her scalp. "Mr. Grant just promoted me to watch the Little Miss," she explains. "My name's Melody, but my street name was Raven. I'm old friends with Sharkey. We were in school together."

“I know.” A few minutes later, the door opened. Melanie entered the room confidently, holding her portfolio. “Good afternoon. I’m Melanie Jack—” Her voice cut off as her eyes met Anne’s. She froze. Shock hit her like a punch to the stomach. Anne leaned back in her chair, every movement deliberate, every breath measured. “Well,” Anne said, voice rich and syrupy. “You must be the last of our models.” Melanie blinked. “I… I didn’t know—”

Melody’s POV At the moment I am in the middle of one of my concerts, doing what I love performing for my adoring fans. Having the time of my life! Enjoying the thrill of performing for my fans and feeding off of their energy. I am singing my last song for tonight. I gotta end this concert on a high note! Smiling widely at the roaring crowd cheering me on, I close my eyes and take a deep breath before beginning the song. Then I slowly raise the mike in my left hand towards my face and start singing with my eyes still closed. Getting lost in the song as I do so.

A knock, then it opens without waiting. Melody steps in like she owns the room, which in a medical emergency she basically does. White coat, hair pulled back, eyes sharp with satisfaction she’s trying not to show. She looks between me and Adrian, me half plastered to his neck, him holding himself like a man resisting a wildfire and her mouth curves. “I had a feeling,” she says, entirely too pleased. I make a sound that is half mortified, half desperate. “Melody.” She comes closer, her eyes scanning me like a chart with a face. “Happy birthday.”

Nora said coming closer to the door “It's can’t be open” Immediately Nora placed her hands on the door, the door open from the inside revealing a young girl standing in front of the house. “Hi I’m Melody” She is fair in complexion, her eyes are brown, and she has thin black eyes black, long black eyelashes, peach-colored lips, a pointed nose, and black wave-styled hair. She wore deep blue crazy jeans, a white blouse, and a black bot “Hi I’m Nora, you must be the host” “Yes I am”

However, he was already looking out the window. “…you think I’m Andrea? Hmph, I’ll let you know how wrong you are.” Melody pulled on her skirt that rode so high from her fall. She closed the door and stomped along the hallway to get to the company. After all, she didn’t have her phone. Something important might come up, and she didn’t want to be left in the dark… especially when VNVS was grossing higher than them now. …