My Melody Novels & Stories

I answered the call and put my phone in my ear. "Theodore" I answered. "Sir ..." the tone of his voice was shaking so I immediately sat up. "What's going on, Theodore, why is the tone of your voice like that?" I asked calmly. "Sir Logan, please help me. Melly is writhing in pain again. She needs to be operated. I want you to operate on her, sir Logan" he said worried "Wait. Calm down, Theodore" I know why It's me who need to do it.

he said and I gave him a mean look. "About you and Natalie" he said. "There is no going back now. I'm not the Melody who run or hides from her. I'm the Melody who will stand up for myself no matter the circumstance" I said. "Wow"Catherine said as she smiled and held my hand "I'll always have your back, sweetie" she said and smiled sweetly. Josh clapped his hand once "We need to have a toast to the new Melody. Let's go out after school today, my treat" He said

I laugh and say, "Ha-ha Let's go. We have the get-together at Ava's and we have a party to attend tomorrow and we need our beauty sleep before the Dinner and Gala." We open the door and sit inside. While she is busy starting the car engine, I switch on my bluetooth and connect it to the speaker and start playing Taylor Swift's latest album. We drive away, singing loudly and jamming to the song. I roll down the window, allowing the cold wind to enter. I look outside, admiring the beauty of my neighbourhood and I repeat to myself that everything I achieved is definitely due to the hard work I put in. I couldn't help but think to myself,

Would you lie with me and just forget the world? Her voice was enchanting, it felt like a hypnotising spell had been set upon me and I joined in, harmonising it. Both of our voices blended perfectly together, and the song gave me goosebumps as it flooded the room. Each wave hitting me harder and harder. Each note fuelled with the captivating pull of the music. This is what I love- getting so lost in the sound you lose all sense of direction. Nothing makes sense but the melody you sing. My mother always said she named me Melody because when I was younger, I would never stop humming. Then as I got older, singing. As the song ended, all the weight of yesterday just tumbled off my shoulders. I l

My fiancée and my best friend were the top partners at a multi-million-dollar law firm, while I was just the guy handling the administrative work. In the courtroom, they were in perfect sync, trading fierce legal arguments and sharing an effortless dynamic. In their personal lives, they casually flirted through law jokes that only the two of them understood. I could never get a word in, edge-wise. Every time they laughed, I offered a painfully awkward smile. Even at my mother's funeral, nothing changed. They chatted merrily in front of her coffin, eventually breaking into audible laughter. “Clara, can you greet the guests?” I called out to her. I was the only child in the family, and a

When she entered the room, York was awakened by the noise and frowned unhappily. “What’s wrong?” he asked. Melody smiled gently and said, “I had a nightmare. That’s it.” “What did you dream about?” York asked. “I dreamed of Estelle,” Melody said. “She was very fierce in the dream and blamed me for not caring for her mother. And she wanted to kill me with a knife.” “How dare she?” York snapped. “I’m the master of this family now. I won’t let her hurt you.” Melody lay down beside him with satisfaction, held his arm, and closed her eyes. Then she said softly, “I’m much relieved to have you to protect me.”

But Melody… was a snake hiding inside a corpse. Lyra hung up immediately. Then a voice message reached. Lyra clicked it. Melody's voice was soft, weak, almost fragile. "Mrs. Blackwood… it hurts me that you've come to dislike me so much lately." She paused. Then a small, amused laugh sounded—light, but chilling. "Oh, right. I found out a little secret of yours. Melrose Manor… interesting. I never would've guessed. You're quite… energetic." Another soft laugh.

“You look tired,” Jessica said, twirling the flute. “Try not to bleed on the notes tonight.” Melodie pressed a hand to her side, hiding the bruise. “You’ve already learned the melody. Why keep practicing?” Jessica’s eyes gleamed. “Because perfection wins crowns. And because it hurts you.” Melodie said nothing. She couldn’t. The child stirred inside her. A life. One she never planned. One she had to protect. --- Later, alone in the servant's alcove, Melodie sat with the flute and a broken comb.

I feel like this isn't the case anymore. I was still enjoying toying around with Melody, making her my maid just like she did to me when we used to live together. It's so fun, but I know it wouldn't be long before she finds a way to contact this. Either way, it will be fun having her work as my maid.

' he thought. Melody scowled. "Many people have been looking into me. Besides, I'm busy. If they're skilled enough, they can come looking for me themselves. If not, they can just blame fate. I have company affairs to tend to first!" Without letting Irwin say another word, Melody hung up. Irwin felt quite helpless as he stared at his phone screen. 'She's angry! I'm done for! Would she send me on some torturous training mission later? Oh god…'