Melody Strikes Back Novel Novels & Stories

A dusty scrapbook falls from the shelf behind me, falling open on the floor. When I turn to look at it, my heart aches as I stare at one of the last photos I ever took with my dad. Is this your way of saying hi, Daddy? I hold the book in my hands like it’s a precious artifact. Carefully turning the pages and reliving some of my fondest memories. My tears begin to stain the pages. I quickly pack the book away with other keepsakes. I need some fresh air. Ashton’s POV: The club is packed. The music is torturing my eardrums. The smell of smoke and alcohol fills the air. Oh, and let’s not forget to mention that there are strippers down below on the lower level.

Melody kicked Lant in the abdomen. Caught off guard by this attack, Lant staggered back several steps. His expression turned ferocious. He rushed forward, and threw a punch at Melody. Melody dodged; she bent and grabbed his waist, and threw him behind her. Melissa smashed the cup on the coffee table; she picked up a glass shard, and pressed it against Lant's neck. "How dare you betray me?!" Lant roared. He glared at her, looking positively murderous, as if he wanted to kill her then and there.

“Pretty one, since you refuse to explain yourself, I’ll take action!” Melody knew that he was extremely strong, but she never thought he would be two times quicker than her and would catch up to her so quickly. She quickly turned around and as she looked at the hammer dropping down, she infused Chi into the sword in her hands before she lifted it above her head and shielded herself. However... Bang! The man was too powerful as Melody dropped to the ground with an audible thud. Melody vomited blood at that moment, and it sullied her veil. A deep hole appeared on the ground, and Melody was so deeply wounded that she could not stand up.

Elise yelled, storming toward Athena. Her heart pounded as rage consumed her. She couldn’t let this woman taint her grandfather’s memory. Not after everything she had sacrificed. “Eli, i warned you!” Before she could grab Athena, Lucas' hand shot out, yanking her arm. His slap came fast and hard, sending her stumbling. Her heel caught the edge of the stair, and she tumbled down, pain shooting through her body with every step. She landed on the cold tile floor, her head striking something sharp. A sickening crack echoed in her ears.

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

I dragged my nails lightly down his stomach and felt him inhale sharply. August’s hands found the zipper at the back of my dress. He paused, eyes on mine, waiting. I nodded. The zipper whispered down. Cool air touched my spine. He eased the dress off my shoulders; it pooled at my feet. I stood in front of him in black lace and nothing else, pulse hammering. His gaze moved over me slowly, thoroughly. When it returned to my face it was darker than I’d ever seen it. “Fuck, Melody.” He said it like a confession.

When she entered the room, York was awakened by the noise and frowned unhappily. “What’s wrong?” he asked. Melody smiled gently and said, “I had a nightmare. That’s it.” “What did you dream about?” York asked. “I dreamed of Estelle,” Melody said. “She was very fierce in the dream and blamed me for not caring for her mother. And she wanted to kill me with a knife.” “How dare she?” York snapped. “I’m the master of this family now. I won’t let her hurt you.” Melody lay down beside him with satisfaction, held his arm, and closed her eyes. Then she said softly, “I’m much relieved to have you to protect me.”

After saying that, I don't know if Elias agreed or said something, but Vera also ran away. Looking at herself in the mirror, she was afraid that she wouldn't be able to take revenge like this. Her plan to return this time is completely different from what she had previously calculated, she did not know that her killer was such a great person, she did not expect when she was determined to overcome that obsession that the man touched her disgusted her so much.

The door clicked shut behind her, leaving me alone with my reflection. I ran my fingers over the fabric of the gown, hating how it felt like a cage. My wolf, Morana, was still unnervingly silent. That damn serum. The triplets knew exactly how to weaken me, but they underestimated the fire burning in my veins. I’d bide my time, play their game—for now. Taking a deep breath, I adjusted the gown and smirked bitterly at my reflection. “Let’s see how this reunion plays out.” ---

Otherwise, Haley was totally done for! “Give it back!” Taking him unaware, Haley lunged at him and snatched the phone. “William Nash, taking something that doesn't belong to you is also known as stealing.” “What's mine is yours-” “In what rules handbook?” Haley sent him a glare. “And your second crime is kidnapping me.” “I only helped you.” His gaze hardened and he returned her glare. “Haley Nash, stop acting as if you're a victim.” How was kidnapping her supposed to be helping her?