My Melody Aesthetic Novels & Stories

Something so heavy I couldn’t breathe. Melody laughed. Actually laughed. A sharp, gleeful, insane sound that sliced straight into my skull. “Oh, this is beautiful,” she crooned, wiping a fake tear from her eye. “Look at her. Look at the way she breaks. It’s… art. Such a beautiful piece that would be worth more than millions.” I couldn't believe I was hearing. How could she compare my pain to an artwork? She... She was insane. She was sick. A lunatic.

Meanwhile, Jane leaned into his embrace, her smile sweet and brilliant. With a click, the shutter sounded, and my vision blurred as tears welled up without warning. Jane took the camera, scrolling through the photos with satisfaction, completely unaware of my emotional turmoil. Evan, however, stepped closer to me, his voice a low rumble, "Why are you putting on that pathetic act, Melody? You didn't seem so sentimental when you threw me away like trash." I forced my tears back, lifted my head, and forced out a smile. "Aren't you overthinking things, Mr. Grey? We were incompatible, so let's not be dramatic about it, alright? I, for one, have never regretted breaking up with you."

He would most likely be tired and hungry when he got back. Grayson had informed me that the girl McQueen had been talking about was his “beard” and her name was Selene. I looked her up and found that she was a pretty light skinned girl who had a successful modelling career. They looked good together but i wasn't sure who had come up with this idea and if i really was on board for it. What if she was only pretending to be lesbian so that she could get with him? If I voiced these thoughts would he be pissed or not, it just was all a bit too pretentious for my liking but for now i was going to let it go.

According to Meny's character, he would realize the wish whether the music was good or not. But he never thought that when he heard half of the song, the whole person stood still and the mobile phone he was holding in his right hand continued to shake without his knowledge. Meny's mood was indescribable, and the feeling was expressed in the melody. As a gifted musician, he can understand the uniqueness of this melody better than anyone else. It can only be described by the word Divine Comedy.

“ I’m Aesthetic, but you can call me Thea sir. “ She said and smiled. As she observed the man who’s wearing a white suit, she noticed how good-looking he is. From his brown hair down to his black eyebrows. His unique shallow eyes that looks so interesting to stare. His well shaped jaws and the bridge of his nose, as well as his sexy lips that seems so tempting. He's also tall and masculine like Ace. This man! This man's presence is so captivating, like he would lock her up from his seductive world. “ Aesthetic means an art. “ The guy whispered right into her face. She watched how his lips curved a sweet smile. “ Your name suits you well lady. “ He added with a low voice. Thea began to observ

“She and April are both on the rock genre but hers is more angst y, I guess.” Well, I guess I was going through my rebellious phase when I actually heard her music so that’s why I was able to relate. I loved her songs since then. I guess that’s one of music’s wonders. To be ale to make other feel what you’re feelings through words and sounds. “Anyway, it’s not just April they’re going to meet. I don’t know the full line up yet but I’m sure the other artists will all be so good as well.” Mel says.

I loved the feeling of Melody looking up to me, it was special and close to my heart. "So listen Avery is a model and she has a great sense of fashion, but you have to tell her what you're going for and what you want, either way she'll make you love it", I spoke as we pulled into the garage of Avery's warehouse she borrowed for the day. People were running in and out of the place and as we arrived Avery squealed. "Ladies she's here, be gentle and have fun", they wrangled Melody in a chair as the girls attacked her long jet black hair and her finger-bitten nails. Melody spoke to them calmly as I could tell the girls were afraid of Avery.

Melody looked to see the cause of Azra's exclamation and on siting Madelyn, her eyes widened in surprise and admiration. "You are a work of art." Melody complimented. "Thank you." Madelyn appreciated, her cheeks reddening with a blush. "You are definitely more beautiful than art." Azra said, her eyes widening in admiration. i could not help but agree with both their statements. Madelyn indeed was a work of art. "Thank you." she said again, her cheeks turning a drake shade of crimson at the attention. She seemed awkward and I thought she was uncomfortable with the unadulterated adoration that filled up both Azra and Melody's faces, so I decided to help her.