Mom Pov Melody Novels & Stories

Melody's husband was blind and ignorant, her mother-in-law vile and despicable, her sister-in-law a thoroughly spoiled brat… and there was that white lotus of a homewrecker! "Well, at least Jonathan can see clearly. That's already much better than his grandson!" Levian snorted as he patted Melody's head sympathetically. "Those three years have been hard on you, Mel." Even if Melody did her best to forget, the pain still burst forth like a broken dam upon mention. She pursed her lips and tried to smile, saying calmly, "It's all in the past. I'm happy now that I have you all back at my side, and I fear nothing."

Up to her. Next door, Melody and Patterson were in the hot tub. He was sitting on the edge; Melody was between his legs, sucking on his cock. It was obvious that Patterson's mother was very good at and very fond of sucking cock. I opened the window to try and catch a few words. "Do you like having your son's cock in your mouth?" Patterson asked. "Fuck yes," Melody moaned and took all of him in, choking on the last bit. She backed off, drool pouring out of her mouth. "I love sucking you. I need you to cum for Mommy."

Mom pressed her wound, hissing in discomfort, but mouthed, GO, rushing me to end this nonsense once and for all. Melody surprised me by standing right behind me, pointing a gun at the back of my head. Rip growled at this point, ready to transform and tear her apart for shooting our mom. Most importantly, for daring to stand in our way after her previous crimes. "She'll be happier without you. You hypocrite." She screamed, hitting me with her hot barrel. Mom stared at Melody with a level of disgust I had never seen in her before. I knew her when she was furious, but what her eyes were trying to convey to Melody at that moment was pure disgust and hatred.

Melody rolled her eyes at me, and I moved to her other side and sat as I was told, “she snorted and whispered, “don’t tell me you listen to your grandfather?” I nodded, “indeed I do, he has a hell of a right hook and it’s been years since he has had to use it on me and I’m not going to break that streak for anyone.” Clair giggled, “Papa, should I put on some of your music?” He turned looking at her, “hmm, yes, .38 Special go now, hurry.” Melody looked at Clair, “isn’t that a gun?” She cackled, “yes, but it’s also an 80’s rock group, Papa loves his music, tells us all the time that ours sucks with all the screaming and bass, he hates it,” she shrugs, “but he loves his and it’s all not that ba

Melody looks at me, her eyes puffy and red from crying, I walk over to her, "Mel what's wrong, why are you crying?" I put my arm around her shoulder and pull her into my side. She pushes me away, "that's how you hold a friend, is that what we are now Maddon, friends and nothing more?" I look at her then at my mother who was just shaking her head at me, Melody took her hands and slams them into my chest, "I'm pregnant Maddon with your pup, now you want to hold me as a friend, that's not good enough."

, she whined and I laughed with her as she then found his behavior quite annoying. "Nolan's a good guy, I think he's just worried leaving me while I look like a watermelon", I joked and she noted that I did look like I was at the brink of bursting, and then I chucked a pillow her way. "Mom would be happy for you, I know she would love to be a grandma", Melody said, which was a rare statement from her. She normally didn't bring up mom, she had a harder time shoving things away from her mind, but something about today had made her want to say it.

“You’ll fall.” By the time Dad bought the tickets, Mom was already sitting with Lucas on the carousel. She was smiling. A smile I had never seen before. I understood then. That was what a real smile looked like. Mom was beautiful. The most beautiful person I had ever seen. Without me, maybe the lines on her face and the dark circles under her eyes would fade too. After the ride, Dad handed over two ice cream cones. Mom seemed to be in a great mood. She even hummed the song I loved most, “Fireflies.”

"Sign it! Sign it right now!" My mother's voice was raw and cracking as she pointed at the disownment notice on the floor. I stood there frozen, tears streaming down my face, but I couldn't force myself to move an inch. "Enough!" A low, stern voice cut through the chaos. My father, George Ballmer, hurried over. He glanced at my mother, who looked half out of her mind, then shot a quick look at me. He gripped her trembling shoulders, his voice laced with a weariness he could barely hide.

“I want to thank all of the parents and church members for all of their support. I want to thank Mrs. Agnes Watson for her hard work in rehearsal and ask each of you to keep her in your prayers. Most of all, tonight, I want to say a special thank you to Melody Murphy who agreed to play piano for us at the last moment. Melody, if it hadn’t been for you, all would be lost. Thank you, Melody.” The room erupted in applause, and Mrs. Gregory came over, microphone still in hand. Melody stood and gave a shy wave to the crowd as Mrs. Gregory wrapped her free arm around her. “Are you ready to tackle that last obstacle, sweetheart?” she whispered into her ear. Melody pulled back and locked eyes with h