My Melody Novels & Stories

She was afraid, her courage had disappeared since her mother died. It's been two years since she lived in hell, she can't respect herself anymore, her body is too disgusting for her to look in the mirror. She always cried every time she finished taking a shower and stood in front of the mirror, looking at her very ugly reflection. Many hickeys were visible on her neck and breasts. Making her cry again and standing again under the shower, rubbing soap on her body to get rid of all those marks, but in fact nothing has disappeared from her body, even her memories are firmly attached to Eleven's memory and it makes her sick. It was Saturday, after making breakfast, Eleven went into her father's

I didn't mind if people stared because I was jogging at noon. Then I received a call from Melody. "Hey…" I was saying but was interrupted by a robotic voice instead of Melody's. "Hello, I am Melody's AI. Melody has collapsed and needs to go to the hospital. I suspect she is experiencing cardiac arrest. Cardiac Arrest??? Melody?

“Yes, signor.” “And monitor Valero and his minions. We killed his favorite niece and threatened him. He's bound to retaliate soon." I commanded. I wouldn't be surprised if he was already finding ways to overthrow us. Unlucky for him, Mel was no longer alone in this game. She had me. I had her. And together we would burn his world and make him watch. Dante responded with a soft “ of course signor,” before hanging up the call. I placed my phone back into my pocket before focusing my attention on Melody. She was curled on the recliner with a tiny shawl wrapped around her, her shoes were discarded before the chair, and she had her iPad in her hands. My wife was so beautiful. She could literally

It marked my entrance into the renowned Elite High School, a place rumored to hold the power to redefine destinies for the better. In the quiet of my room, a familiar melody pierced the stillness. The opening strains of "Save Me" by BTS spilled from my lips as if on impulse, the lyrics capturing the unspoken emotions that swirled within me. Music had always been my sanctuary, a faithful companion that offered solace when words failed.

She was working in a private firm and was living in this city for a long. Aden "So what about you Miss Melody?" Melody "None of your business." She was looking outside the window and her cold behavior was showing that she was hating me the most. I was enjoying the way she was getting irritated by me. It suddenly started raining outside and I was enjoying it. I was playing my favorite music in-cab and after a moment I heard her again. Melody "Stop it. We don't wanna listen to it." Audrey "What happened Mel? It is your favorite song."

16 years later. How quickly time had passed, how easily everything she loved had faded, how painful it was to remember times lived, memories of priceless moments hurt, moments shared with Aunt Zarah, she still remembered how melodious her voice sounded, how warm and comforting her smile was, how her beautiful brown eyes would gaze at her lovingly . Her chest tightened as emotions began swirling within, she dragged in a deep breath to calm herself. 'Don't cry because it's over, smile because it happened' She'd repeat those words like a mantra until she was calm, or at least till she wasn't at the brink of breaking down.

It was the same Asher, unless he has a twin. Oh God. What in the world was Melody doing being a girl friend of a freaking singer? "What's going on with you? First laughing then frowning then smiling? And now you look like you've seen a ghost." Selinah said sitting up and looking in my direction. I let out the breath I was holding and shook my head. "Oh, it's nothing." I said. She nodded and went back to her phone. I closed the browser quickly before taking a deep breath. Melody was supposed to be the girlfriend of a famous artist. I switched off the phone. Irritating thoughts started circling my head.

“I’m sorry.” Downstairs, Melody sat at the dining table. Tears continuously stream down her face, "Why the tears, Mel?" Mateo’s demonic voice echoed in the darkroom as Melody's breath hitched before she forcefully swallowed, "I'm so used to seeing positive Melody, the woman who wants everyone to be happy, especially when some of us need nothing more than misery and pain," he said as his shadow drew closer and closer causing goosebumps to raise on her arms as she slightly shook.

“Perfect. Uhm… I noticed you had a visitor. Is everything okay?” “It’s fine. Just a personal matter I need to deal with. Nothing that will change anything.” Melody set up her letter to appear in Malcolm’s email Tuesday morning. She didn’t want anything getting in the way of the weekend to remember. She had a hard enough time not feeling guilty over having a few nights of pleasure after her mother died. But they took her ability away to be there for her. What more could she do for her mother? Deny herself the last independent thing she’d do in her life? That she wouldn’t give the elders. This was still her time.

Instead, replaced with anger. "You don't need to grab my arm or my wrist. So why don't you lead the way and I'll follow you? I know that at this point I can't run off. Especially with Tweedle Dee and Tweedle Dumb following right behind me." Melody snapped. She turned around to see them glaring at her from her little comment. She turned her attention back towards me. She was waiting for me to move.