The Lost Melody Of Love นิยาย & เรื่องราว

I deny it to others but that’s the reason I’m here. I loved Melody but that’s not only enough for her to stay with me. It all started like this, a ghost haunting, a terrible future that starts to appear in her dreams, and her obsession with her future becomes erratic. It’s a long story, about how I fell in love with Melody. From my childhood, she was with me. She was there when I lost my mother, she was there when I was lonely, and she was there when I had nothing by my side. She’s here when I’m successful.

It's not like I loved him either. I'm not the Melody who loved him. I'll never be that Melody.

Then, the golden sun broke through the clouds, and the entire world was covered in brilliant light. It was breathtaking. I sat there, watching the radiant sunrise as my breath grew shallower, and my body became weaker. Until the end, when there was nothing left, my lungs gave out. Leaning in his arms, I took one last look at the man I loved. "Evan, don't cry…" As the sun rose, my trembling hand, caressing his cheek, fell for one last time. "Melody! Melody, wake up! Didn't you say we'd go see the aurora together? Melody!"

Clara answered her mother. "That's where you lied cause the love is shattered. Clara, " Evelyn called on her. " Have you take a look at yourself. Have you imagine how you look ever since you got in between this brothers. Your statures, you nature everything about you took a different shape, I wonder what have become of you." You lost weight, look at yourself my dear," Evelyn examined her. " This is all about me, it has no business with you mother. Am fully aware that I had lost weight. But for the one I love." She answered.

Hecate was in deep thought as she rested on the roof near the window. Before she knew it, she was struck on the wing. She fell down the three-story building. In order not to disturb the neighborhood, queen Lorelai did not go after her. The bird lay helpless on the floor. She was not to be there till the following morning but she was too hurt to fly.

What I felt was something close to love. Not the sixteen year old kind, not the desperate orbit-of-the-sun kind that had been my original operating system for Jamie Grayson. Something older. Something that had been built in the last several months out of harder materials — honesty and damage and the slow work of two people deciding whether what remained between them was worth the effort of tending. I didn’t say it to myself in those words yet. I wasn’t ready for the full weight of the sentence. But I acknowledged the shape of it, there in the grey morning, and didn’t push it away.

I whispered, voice trembling as tears blurred my vision, each word soaked in the ache of everything I’d lost—and still hoped to fix. His warning cut through me like ice. “You know I don’t give second chances. If I see red flags, I’m out.” Each word wasn’t just a warning—it was a verdict hanging over me, slicing deeper than any wound. I swallowed hard, the weight of those words crushing my chest. I have to make him want to stay. I can’t lose him. Not after all this—never. Then, like a fragile thread holding me from breaking, his voice softened, trembling with something raw. “Don’t make me regret this.” It was almost breaking, and I could hear it—the vulnerability buried under his anger.

Maybe it was a chill from her cold heart. Thalia rubbed the crystal necklace in a comforting manner. It was a beautiful aventurine necklace her mother had given her before she passed. The necklace was one of the most beautiful possessions she owned. The aventurine exuded an ethereal glow. Its polished surface shimmered with hues of vibrant green. The pretty green hues of the crystal resonated with her heart, reminding her of the boundless beauty of nature.

“She said something to you, didn’t she? Are you still in love with her or what? Why do you always have to listen to what she says? ” In love with Melody? If only Jewel knew how deep that wound ran. Ours wasn't the love that time could measure, yet it was so ancient and mystifying—like two souls chained before coming into the world. Even now, no amount of willpower could get her out of my head. Memories of our nights together, the sound of her laughter stilling my anger, and her scent, which lingered like forbidden fire—everything about her haunted me. Before Samantha came—before that omega ruined everything—Melody was mine. She is mine.

I ask with venom lased in my voice. “You love.” “Hell no! We’ve already been through this, I don’t and I never will belong to anyone!” “Oh yes you do! And that person is me love.” He says with a little bit of an edge to his voice. I look him in the eyes and say, “Only in your dreams.” and walk away.