Melody Strikes Back Novel นิยาย & เรื่องราว

After the jewelry store incident, Sadie arrived a few minutes later and asked Kya what happened. And instead of talking about it while walking, they have decided to get a bite to eat. Kya slid into the booth across from Sadie. “God, I missed this,” Kya said, stealing a chip. “Not the nachos—well, maybe the nachos—but us. Sitting here, talking trash about people who deserve it.” Sadie smirked. “You mean humiliating the bitches? I almost wish I’d been there to see Maya’s face when she realized she couldn’t afford the box the necklace came in.”

In a flash, Zephyr's face became as pale as a sheet, and he opened and closed his lips like a fish out of water, seemingly trying to find an explanation. I looked at him, suddenly reminded of the time he came back early from a business trip. He threw his jacket on the sofa and accused me of finding another man while he was gone, only giving up once I was so frustrated I started crying. After that, he swore not to leave another person's clothes at our house in the future. What happened to karmic retribution for going against swears? With a scoff, I left the scene. The character I was playing was a magical vixen who was troubled with love. For three hundred years, she looked in the heavens and

he exhaled slowly and let it out like a whisper “I’m never coming back… not now. Not ever.” My hands trembled. My heart pounded. His words pierced through me like a dagger, I finally found my voice “Why” my voice cracked, but I forced the words out “Why lie? Why did you pretend you lost your memory?. Why her?”, my stomach twisted “my sister”, the words came out almost like a whisper as tears welled up in my eyes “Half-sister” Lily corrected, “you never liked to share, did you? If you did, you wouldn’t be worried about me having your man”

came Don’s deep, steady reply. But before help could arrive, the woods erupted with the pounding of paws. Shadows burst from the trees—wolves, snarling and wild, surrounding the carriage until the coachman was forced to pull the reins tight. The horses neighed in fear as the carriage came to a jolting stop. "Miss Melody!" the coachman shouted, but it was too late. The thieves sprang, ripping open the door. Scaly claws wrapped around her arms, pulling her out onto the earth. She stared in shock at who was waiting. "Mother?" Melody's voice faltered in shock. "Why… why are you doing this?" Agatha's smile was wicked, her eyes shining with madness. "Because you were never supposed to get the life

Melody looked at me in shock but quickly recovered, trying to throw another punch. My fist went to her chest, and I hit her with full force, breaking her sternum and sending her flying several meters away from me. I got up. The stabbing pain in my leg slowly began to disappear as the wound started to close. The anger that was coursing through me made my fists not only clench tightly but also make me tremble to unload them on Melody. Despite the pain and difficulty breathing, Melody stood up, raised her fists, and waited for my next blow.

Melody He was staring at me! I was blushing so hard and I couldn't stop it from happening. I served him espresso then went to the kitchen. Why am I feeling this way? I need to focus on my job, I can't lose my focus. I need to earn so I can go to college. Next year, I'm going to turn 18 and my foster parents are going to kick me out for sure. I need to secure my future before I get distracted by things like this. I went back and continued to wipe the tables.

Elara averted her gaze, tears threatening to spill down her cheeks again. Since the incident, Melody had been unreachable, lost in her thoughts, and always staring into the distance. Whenever she smelled smoke or saw fire, she would become hysterical, screaming and panicking. Sometimes, when she saw other men, she would hide and throw various objects at them. Only Shouta could calm her down, and only his pack members were allowed to get close to her. They said Melody had suffered severe trauma at the hands of those rogues. Her back and stomach were covered in bruises and cigarette burns. The clinical examination also revealed that she had been violated, her innocence brutally taken by the ro

Alexander watched from above, arms folded tight. “She defied a direct order,” Marcus said beside him. “She’s with child,” Alexander muttered. Marcus blinked. “What?” “I saw the way she held her stomach.” “She’s Felix’s daughter.” “She’s something else,” Alexander murmured. --- Strike after strike, Melodie stayed silent. In her mind, she heard the melody. She wasn’t playing it. She was becoming it. --- Back in her cell, barely conscious, she whispered, “Don’t forget me again.” ---

“Move. Clinic. Now.” We don’t walk like people with time. We move like we’re still being hunted. Melody meets us in the clinic corridor as if she sensed the exact second Adrian crossed into her territory. Her eyes take in the silver cuffs, the blood, the torn fabric, Nate’s sling, my dust coated cloak and her face goes white hot with rage. “You were taken again,” she says, voice deadly calm. Adrian’s jaw flexes. “Briefly.” Melody makes a sound that is not a laugh and not a sob, something between a curse and a vow.

’ He replayed it over and over, each time it sounded just as devastating as the first. Melody wasn’t like that, she never had been. There was something different about her, she wasn't like other girls. She wasn't one to draw attention to herself, she listened to everyone and considered everyone to be equal. She didn’t cling to labels or status. She didn’t ask for things. Hell, half the time he had to convince her to accept what he offered. That wasn’t a woman driven by money. That wasn’t a woman who loved convenience. She was lying and she was doing it just to get back at him, to punish him for his mistakes yesterday. If the roles were reversed, he would’ve done the same.