Melted Madness Novels & Stories

“But that is the only way we can redeem her from this accursed marriage. I think my daughter has also lost her sanity to that mad man who is already dead. My daughter is insane,” Rod shook his head in disapproval, “Don’t get this wrong, ma’am, your daughter is madly in love with Brian and not that she is insane. It is called obsession. I would appreciate it if she loves me same way. I didn’t make you rich for nothing. I invested in your career and made you rich so that Melissa can be charmed back to you and develop less feeling for Brian.”

"What did you do to my body? Swap us back!" Julia laughed, covering her mouth. "Why would I? Your body works just fine for me! Aren't you still fooling around with Norman anyway? How does it feel to be a homewrecker?" She looked at me with a mocking grin. I lost it and shoved her aside. Julia stumbled, and her hand hit the side of a pot of boiling soup. A big blister instantly appeared on her hand. Julia screamed, "Ah…! My hand! It hurts!"

And her voice – as mad as it may be – sounded broken and course. “Chlo…” he groaned but she kicked again. This time he was prepared and when he felt the shift in the bed, he quickly moved to dodge her. I forgot… he thought to himself… she’s criminally insane. “Do you want to die?!” She screeched. He felt her shuffle in the dark and sit up against the frame of the bed. Rather than try again in the darkness – especially since his eyes had been so bad in the last year – he got up to open the large, panoramic window overlooking the city. The bright lights quickly illuminated the room enough that he could see her.

I had just ended my phone call with my dad when a text message from my husband, Felix Cole, popped up. Felix: [Jasper won the gold prize in the art competition. I'm holding a celebration party for him tonight. Get everything ready.] Felix was the leader of the Reapers, a powerful local mafia. Every time he held a party, I would be so exhausted that I would feel like a zombie by the end of it.

Melanie suddenly shouts as she sits on the bed. I laugh hearing her say that. Now, I have understood the fact that she is just drunk and for her now, the ceiling is even going to fall soon. "No, Mel. I don't think so. I think not only the ceiling but also the whole house is going to crumble down," Kat says. "No! You're wrong. I am right. You see, this will now crumble down and all of us will be killed," Kate says with her drunk voice. "Really? But I don't want to die this much early. You see I have bucket list of things that I want to do before I die,"Mel says.

Melanie The chaos of the festival was a living, breathing nightmare. Everywhere I turned, there was violence, destruction, and the unmistakable smell of blood. The bright, shimmering lights that had once adorned the royal courtyard now flickered dimly, casting long, twisted shadows across the rubble and wreckage. The music, once vibrant and full of life, had long been drowned out by the sounds of war—the clash of steel, the guttural growls of warriors, and the screams of those who were caught in the crossfire.

she repeated and walked into the bathroom Morning** The banging on the door repeatedly jerked Melanie from sleep,she got down from the bed and walked to the door "Good morning Ms" Michelle greeted sweetly. Melanie stared at her briefly "Morning" she replied flatly. "Come down for your breakfast please" she added with a sweet smile "Okay" Melanie nodded and banged the door shut "Better than that bîtvhy Fiona "Melanie muttered having her bath quickly Her mind drifted to her owner; Lewis Flyheart she's always seen him on TV as the hottest billionaire in Germany but He's also a drug lord,a killer and the most dangerous mafia

Carmella beamed with smiles glaring at Melanie beneath her growl while waiting for her to take a sip from the glass of wine, Melanie quietly held on to the glass cup rubbing her left hand over and over again on her forehead, Carmella stood in front of her, she was getting pretty very nervous and anxious at the same time to see Melanie drink from the cup, she stood right in front of her bearing her glass cup in her hand with her gaze fixed on her, Melanie didn’t notice she was staring at her that way, she just couldn’t explain what was going on with her, she could feel an unusual burning sensation in her head, it was more like it was being ripped apart, she kept on seeing flashes of a girl pu

They were actively leveraging their own survival against her mind. “Cease the madness. My boots will track to the Lawson line, understood?” Madison was entirely numbed by the relentless lunacy of their behavior. She had inhabited the Gillian shanty for less than two moon cycles, and her mental fortitude was already on the verge of a total collapse.

"Now, stop this madness" To be continued...!