Oblivion And Melissa Full Name Mga Nobela at Kwento

"You vampires really can't be trusted" Yoana scowled, pushing Lorean away from the woman's side. Lorean did not bother to explain or refute Yoana's words. Since he first met that girl, he already felt very unsuitable with her. "Do you know her?" Asked Lorean. "If I know her, what's your business?" Yoana asked as she opened her eyes sharply. She then started stroking the woman's head “She is Melissa, a DJ who works in the gray room. Ah, poor Melissa! She must have been in a lot of pain when your insolent fangs stuck in her hand!"

Nice what perfect timing, I have been seated for over two hours waiting for her to arrive and the moment Lilith came to the picture she arrives, to explain to a Demon or a supernatural creature who had been around long enough was easier than to explain to an earthly human teen, with her fragile heart and mindset she could hate me in just an instant. “Melina…” I called her. Melina walked towards me and sat beside me. I shook my leg and pushed Lilith off my leg. “Melina, this is my ex wife! Lilith and Lilith this is my love interest Melina!.” ^^^ Aviva (Delilah’s) POV I felt weird all day and kept looking over my shoulder it felt like I was being hunt by Freddy Krueger. My mind was on a bumpy

Four years later, Ellie* These past years of my life has been the best years of my entire life. After being raped and discarded by Flynn, I lost all hope that I could ever be redeemed in this lifetime. I closed all doors of love and friendship in my life but Alexander brought me out of the dark, taught me how to be ruthless and merciless in the business world and that is who I am today. That is the woman I am now. The ruthless and merciless Elisa Evans Lance.

was the most authoritative perfume company in the country. "Winning that title won't do anything for you. However, for Melissa, it's different." Whenever Melissa wanted something, she never even had to ask. Charles would fight to get it for her. He always expected me to step back. However, the reason I was going to Nebula City… was to go home. I pulled my arm free from his grip. "That's not why I—"

Dan took a few steps toward her. “Are you sure?” Melissa stared at him. Then he said the name. “Alaric Thorne” Her breath caught. “That's not true. He doesn't even know about what happened and I've never told pass the fact I used to be a doctor.” “He is the husband of the woman you were ordered to kill on three years ago.” Melissa froze. The room suddenly felt too small. “No…” “Yes.” Her mind raced back to dinner. Do you ever miss being a doctor?

But Robert's dead body had been there, although burnt, it had been recognizable. And if all that had been easily planned as well? That it actually hadn't been his? Just as I started to answer, I caught sight of someone standing in the doorway. ... Melissa. * *

Yet his phone remained silent, causing him to toss it aside in annoyance. At that moment, his office door was gently pushed open before Melissa entered to make her report. Her eyes were still red-rimmed, and like usual, she appeared docile, gentle, and obedient. No matter what he said, she always kept a humble demeanor. Nothing at all like Marissa. Marissa had always been a strong, independent woman who only relied on logic when dealing with problems. As Liam stared at Melissa's red-rimmed eyes, his mind slowly drifted. He thought back to when his company was first founded. At the time, Marissa was still a young woman fresh out of university, innocent and inexperienced in the ways of the wor

The tension in the air thickened. Elysian clenched her teeth, her eyes burning with anger. “The fuck… he must be some arrogant Alpha,” she muttered under her breath. Her gaze shifted to Melissa. Melissa was trembling. Her breathing had turned quick and uneven, as if she were struggling to breathe properly—or barely holding herself together. Elysian was confused by everything happening. She knew about Derek. But she had never actually met him. Whenever she asked Melissa for pictures, the only thing she ever received was a single blurry image.

Master Graden, due to his old age, had left the world a year ago due to poor health and had named her as his sole beneficiary, inheriting all his estates and wealth. Melissa had devoted all her time in creating art pieces and making sure her Master's legacy was well taken care of. A trust foundation was set up by her to ensure this and she had left everything she owned to the said foundation upon her own demise in the future. As for her personal life, Melissa had none. Not that no one had tried to woo her. Unexpectedly, her ex-crush, Professor Derrick had approached her upon her return but she realized that her heart was no longer with her.

Either way, there was no sunlight that came out; as there were also no windows. It's almost strange that I didn't get anything such as fear; maybe because I have already experienced this before. But then I can't help but wonder, why am I always the one to be kidnapped? I looked around my surroundings, and found myself in company. "Oh?" I looked directly at the person who's also tied up beside me, sitting on a chair. "What a coincidence," I said, looking at the unconscious woman beside me, who's nothing more, nothing less other than Aviana Quincy. Luca Giovanni's POV