Tarnished X Melina Novels & Stories

"To Beta Lucas, I would love to inform you that there is a chance to avenge your people and your family. Anika Hurler went for a run. You can get her and make James Hurler pay for his sins. She will be your slave and her father will beg you to show mercy. Make sure to be as cruel as you can be with her. After all, she has been living like a princess while you lived a life of a slave. She deserves the same. In fact, she deserves more cruelty. Have a great time torturing her for the rest of your life. An unknown friend."

I had no idea she was even connected to this world outside the Moonbeam Pack. I tried to avoid her, but before I could turn away, she stepped into my path. “Well, well, well.” She sneered. “Look who’s playing dress up.” I clenched my fists at my sides, willing myself to stay calm. “I don’t know you,” I said, my voice steady. “Please excuse me.” Her lip curled into a cruel smile. “Oh, don’t pretend like you don’t remember me, Rowena. The rejected Luna. The murderer.”

It ended after a few as they didn’t put on heavy make-up or such, and plus that I have great skin too. I’m not overdoing it, or I am a narcissist. It was based on their comments about me. I’m not that desperate to receive such comments from them. I know myself, and I am totally aware that I’m close to perfection, except that I have scars from the past, physically and emotionally. "Jane! Come up here now. We’ll start after Stefan finishes dressing," said Leina, who happens to be the director and hated me because of my connection to Stefan in the past. She likes him.

“Tell your friend to accept the rejection. She's wolf-less and not fit enough to be our Luna. Tell her to accept the rejection or I'll strangle her here.`` The lady cried out, her nails digging into my skin. Tears streamed down my face as everyone watched the drama. “Levana , accept the rejection now!” Alpha Alessandro used his Alpha's command on me, and the pain that I was feeling multiplied. That was how powerful an alpha command was. It makes one do things they didn't want to, and the pain that comes with it, could possibly kill. I can do this. I took a deep breath and held his gaze. “I, Levana Mckenna, accept your rejection.”

I start with volume nine, which covers 1997 to 2001, and I read with my notepad open and my tea getting cold beside me, and I find the name I am looking for on page forty-seven of volume nine. October 31, 1999. Note received from the Moreau family's New Orleans branch regarding a significant working performed by Helena Moreau, third daughter of Celestine Moreau. Helena is confirmed as a hereditary practitioner of considerable ability. The working performed was a binding curse of the highest classification, target: Dominic Alexander Sterling III. Binding medium: the Sterling family fortune. Classification: Generational, self-propagating. Common name within the tradition: The Lover's Ruin. I s

I just want some relief, some sort of release, to stop thinking about her or who she’s with. “Do you even remember anything from last night at all?” he snaps. “I remember going to the Lupo Bianco Club.” I snort at the name. The white wolf, just another reminder of her, another reminder of murdering my own parents. “Mazelina was at the club.” I laugh, “Sure she was. Did you take those pills too?” Elion’s fist comes out of nowhere. “Ow fuck” I flip off the bed. “How dare you punch your Alpha!” I snarl.

she sniffled, “I can't even remember everyone that has died because of me right now but nothing hurts me more than Eli's death. I haven't been able to live without it. I never thought I needed it anyway.” I glared at her, my wolf alert and ready to wolf out at any time, “I'm sure he is around here somewhere, right? You might as well tell him to come out. I have been waiting for a fuckinh rematch anyway.” She sniffled and tears rushed down her cheeks, “Maybe in hell, Malric,” she mumbled shakily, “Eli is gone…I killed him so I could have all this loneliness. Andralita tricked me, she said I would have all the power in the world but in truth, I don't feel powerful, Malric and right now, you ar

She smiled cryptically. “Before we enter, Ryker, I need to confess. I chose the wrong path in life, caring about nothing. My time in the dungeon made me realize my mistakes, especially how I abandoned Ivan,” Melina said, her voice filled with emotion I struggled to believe. Indifferent to her confession, I asked her to lead the way. As she stepped into the dense forest, she suddenly moaned in pain. Black flames engulfed her body, and it was too late despite my attempts to douse them with magic. Melina passed away before my eyes.

I hated that I couldn't have a normal relationship. Melina takes away the revulsion I've lived with since I was a teenager. I've only given her pain and darkness while taking so much. And still she wanted me and never shied away from the beast. Unafraid, she also trusted her life within my hands. The filthy hands of a killer.

Meanwhile, in another part of town, Mel was scrolling through her social media feed when a picture of Xavier and Davina on a romantic date caught her eye. They were sharing a candlelit dinner at a charming restaurant, smiles lighting up their faces. The caption read, "Date night with my love ❤️." Mel's anger flared instantly, but beneath that anger was a deep sense of determination. She had once been Xavier's girlfriend, and their breakup had left wounds that had never fully healed. Seeing Xavier with Davina, seemingly in love, ignited a fiery ambition in Mel.