Meryl Pierce Novels & Stories

Melissa what are you doing in there, I heard the princess Luciana calling out to me and I immediately swam out of the room. "Am sorry my princess I'm just arranging the room" I said to her and she rolled her eyes sitting down and ordering me to fix her hair. My name is Melissa and I'm a blued tail mermaid slave. I work in the palace as the princess Luciana's maid. I was taken in as a palace slave when my mother committed a crime. She fell in love with a human and got pregnant for the human an act which is a crime in Atlantica.

Then she does it. She lifts both hands and runs her fingers through her long wavy hair, pulling it away from her face before letting it fall again. She does that every time she is overwhelmed. It's the exact same motion from last night. The one that fucked with my head when I stood in her doorway like an idiot, clutching the bear I’d bought. As if she can sense me watching her, she raises her head. Our eyes meet. Her lips part slightly, her face flushes. “I need to take this call,” Meryl says suddenly. “I’ll be right back.” She walks out of the kitchen, flashing me a quick smile when she sees me. The event planner follows her out, leaving only one catering staff member humming quietly near t

the woman said on the other line. Amelia’s brows knitted together at the sound of an unfamiliar voice. “Yes, who is this? Isn’t this Damian’s number?” she asked. “This is M general hospital, I’m calling because your fiancé got into an accident and is currently in the emergency room right now” Amelia's heart sank after hearing the woman’s words. Her hands were shaking as she held the phone to her ear. “W-what?” she asked, in shock from what she had heard. She felt like her legs would give away as she slowly stood up.

The sooner I earned the money, the sooner I'd get custody of him. “So, your name's Darcy.” Meryl looked at me intently. She was the woman who had mocked me earlier. “No wonder your face looks familiar.” “What did I say?” Jean chimed in. “She's Darcy Bailey, who went viral in the media a year ago.” Meryl laughed. “Why are you here? Your husband died in an accident. Didn't he leave you a fortune? All I know is the life insurance for rich people like you is huge. Did the insurance company deny your claim?”

How annoying! Right now, I’m wearing a flowy silvery-white dress. It has no sleeves, but it accentuates my breast making them appear bigger than they are. A slit runs down the valley and stops a few inches down. My hair sits in a messy Elsa braid over my shoulder, a few strings free to shape my face. And a white silky smooth curtain trail behind me. I stare at my legs, relieved they at least allowed me to rip up the bottom of the dress. I wasn’t going to walk around feeling so constricted. No way! “You look so beautiful!” Theia gushes.

“You do not have to move. I will.” “…” This was going to be the death of her. Once she moved into Chart House, would she ever have a peaceful day again? Greyhaven. Meryl got up, washed, applied a light layer of makeup, then changed into an elegant beige suit and pinned up her hair. Once she was ready, she left for the dining room to have breakfast. On the way, she happened to run into Julie. Meryl greeted her first. “Good morning, Julie.” “Good morning, Meryl.”

VOLUME TWO: MURDER IN A SMALL TOWN Music blared from the stereo as Melissa Sherry, or Mel as sheÕs known to her friends, stood in front of the mirror putting on her lipstick. She shook her panty-covered ass along to the beat as she turned her head this way and that to check out the new color and what it did for her face. She made a face as she slipped the tube back into its cover and turned to the man on the bed with a sultry look. People say she looks like that old movie star, Marilyn Monroe and she loves playing it up.

The girl said before walking off. Meryl glared at her back, her mouth set into a thin and tight line. She sighed and picked up the phone when it started to ring again. “Billings Corporation- Meryl Anderson speaking, how can I help you?” Meryl said in a robotic voice, her face set into a deep scowl.