My Melody Novels & Stories

I snap and I look at Rebel and she has the decency to look down. “Melody is hunting. But you won’t recognise her. She is in Glamour and is currently tracking Faye. She has her orders and she will fulfil them and when she does, she will be a full member of the Mother’s Revenge. The plan wasn’t to keep you both from her indefinitely just until she was ready to forgive you both and move on with her life.” Rebel says, and I slowly shake my head. “Does Melody know that this assignment is her initiation into your club?” James asks before I could and Rebel shakes her head no. I turn and grab James and we both walk towards the door.

"Adrian—" "I have to," I told him, and I freed myself from his hold. The recording studio office complex towered over me, the epitome of every dream I had ever had for myself. Under the oppressive, gray sky, steel and glass sparkled—the type of place something miraculous was bound to happen. My heart racing, I walked into the room with my notepad pop in my hand as if it were a token of pride.

She's truly fortunate – maybe Ica realizes that if Melly doesn't work, there won't be any economic support. Once again, Anne in Melly's eyes is working silently. Normally, she often softly hums along with the rhythm of the not-so-familiar music. Just gentle notes from a musical instrument, but day by day, those notes are soothing. Anne says it's her favorite song; Kenny G. Melly shakes her head softly and continues her part. Preparing the arrangement materials while Anne across from her starts writing the greeting cards. She also gets the cardboard and protective plastic ready to wrap the orders later.

Micheal smiled widely as I approached him, “You are truly beautiful, redhead,” “Thank you,” I whispered softly as my face heated up. “My mom is waiting for you, so better be on your best behavior,” I nodded, following him. Just when a middle-aged lady walked into the room, that’s when my luck ran out, I stumbled on my own feet falling to the ground.

Meyer sat down and locked eyes with him for a second and he declared, "The Legendary Diamond that I planned to gift Kelvin as his wedding gift has been purchased." Mr. Meyer was aromantic and never concerned himself with love news. Therefore, he was unaware of the existence of the Legendary Diamond or its use. Apart from war and how to supply weapons, no other news interests him. However, he pouted and asked him, "What is Legendary Diamond and what is it meant for?"

Melody "Melody, is that you?" Mother's voice cracked, bringing tears to my eyes. She was looking so pale. I ran straight into her outstretched arms and wiped the hot tears tripping down her cheek. "It really is you." She smiled and pulled me into her arms.

Of course, I am not forgetting about my princess. We dance, talk and laugh with each other without a care in the world. Every time I see her smile, it gives me a calming feeling in my heart. I don't know what she feels about me but I am sure as hell that I will not let this incredible go away from my life. "Can I have your attention, please?" Melody calls out to everyone making us look at her to see that she is standing near a huge cake. She has a microphone in her hands and she tells me and Anhuphama to go near her.

I want to collapse back in my bed along with my lovely wife. Wife, my lips curved up thinking about her. Her voice drives away my stress and tension. Her touch soothes my soul. Her smile melts my heart. She had me wrapped around her little finger. She completed me the way no one can ever could. She was the only girl on my mind.

Melody Melody stayed in the kitchen while she changed her mind about the coffee and poured water to make herself a chamomile tea, it was either that or just drink the hot water. The kitchen was practically empty, in the cupboard there were only a few boxes of colored cereal, which she loathed, and some canned peach juice, one of the many things that made her vomit. Lucy had again forgotten to go to the grocery store a few blocks from the apartment. Her friend could be as good as she wanted, but when it came to organization and shopping, she was awful. It wasn’t the first time she’d been to Lucy’s, only this time she’d definitely lived there, even though things weren’t exactly going well, sh

I started playing random melodies with my guitar and to my very own surprise Ivana began to sing to the beat of my instrument, I first paused in shock that the melody she sang matched the beat so well that anyone could say it was the actual beat of the music. I turned my eyes to look at her and she too paused and everyone in the room looked at her bewildered, she wiggled her brow and smirked. Now she wants to brag, I will give her something to brag about. I started playing again, but this time a complicated ton, but I was shocked she also broke through and matched the beat with her melodies. I looked at her with surprise, still playing the instrument. How can this girl do this without a norm