MELVINThe evening was calm as he went down to dinner . The only sound he could hear even from a distance was that of the clattering of forks and knives on the white China plates.It was only a day after he almost drowned himself . A day after he had gotten so angry with his mother and had gone up to his room to drink his fill of alcohol before slipping and hitting his head on the bathtub and falling face deep into the tub.He thought about what would've happened if Susan had not walked in , just as the Shamanic man had said he would've been trapped there forever and most probably another soul would be an inhabitant of his body by now .Khloe was at the table again . As a matter of fact she was everywhere around the house , it felt as though she was trying to torment his mind and as much as he wouldn't have liked to admit it , she was doing a great job at that.Today however she looked alot different, more calmer and exceptionally beautiful as she served his mother and stood at the t
KHLOESusan was more outspoken than anyone Khloe had met. So as soon as Khloe sat right beside her at the table , she soon started talking away despite her mother warning her several times .She was Khloe's polar equal, though in a different way . She talked the same way and took each of her food the same way as well - little spoonful but very fast.Khloe settled for the lettuce salad , she wouldn't want to out do herself by reaching for the salmon or something else at the table .She took each little spoon without twirling it around with her spoon . As Mel watched her, still angry that she was still with them and making him look uneasy in his chair .He watched as she swallowed each spoon of the lettuce , He watched the way the side of her neck moved as she chewed .Claire sat on her other side. She leaned back in her chair with the first four buttons of her shirt unbuttoned, she was looking at her brother watching as he was lost looking at Khloe .She'd seen that smug way h
There are many times in life when a man tries to hide his emotions in the facade of another. A period of a man's life when he just had to fake his true feelings with another . Call it camouflaging , call it manly ego , there is no definite definition for it .It is sort of a defensive mechanism triggered at his lowest point, a mechanism triggered to prevent him from looking so low and out of place . A period when he fakes a smile despite feeling deep pain and anxiety but this was not one of them .What Melvin felt was expressive. His emotions were painted expressively on his face with many colors and it ran down his face like a work of art drenched by the rain .He couldn't wrap his mind around the fact that Khloe was Silver headed and he showed it. Everyone could see it - The shock was reflective."Melvin are you fine ?" Katherine asked in his state of shock."Melvin! " She had to call his name again .Melvin made a jittery and almost spilled what he was drinking. He was a bit
MELVINThe Silver hair on Khloe kept reflecting in his mind , it was as a mirror, a mirror that showed him all of his emotions and fear at the same time .He had seen a lot of silver hairs before that time but Khloe's hair felt so familiar, it felt as though he had had that particular shade of it a lot of times and it spooked him.He was furious with himself though , he had made a fool out of himself out there and when he wouldn't have bothered on a normal day the mere presence of Khloe had been spiteful .How could he explain how he had felt if asked, how would he say that the hair of the woman he claimed he hated had created a shallow hole in his heart he couldn't fill up with the same debris and sands that were brought out of it ?He needed a break , he had to go away from everything for a while to clear his head but the more thought about getting away from this known stranger quickly the more attracted he got to her . She was like a magnet and he was a piece of useless metal and
MELVINThis was the plain truth. "Not every one could handle being a man like Melvin."His mother used to say Asgard dynasty men were brewed differently and forged separately by the moon goddess and fate . Though maybe it was an excuse to justify their possessive attitude toward certain aspects of life.Asgard male offspring were not necessarily greedy, they just felt entitled to things and wouldn't mind going the extra mile to get it .Melvin had always laughed it off when his mother had said it, but here he was after so many years admitting to that fact. He was born possessive.Melvin wanted things that were not practically his, he wanted everything and didn't mind what it cost him. He watched as his sister left the room, they had blabbed about this and that with Melvin choosing to remain quiet on why the Silver hair had been a problem to him.A wave of awareness had run down his spine again hen he had seen Khloe in the hallwayher gaze settled on him from across the hallwa
MELVINThe sunlight reflected on his half naked body, as he smiled wickedly to himself. He could imagine how confused she was, to be honest no woman would have been able to overcome the temptation of having to sleep with him, he was quite aware of that and had decided to put that to test with Khloe and good thing she failed.The moment with Khloe in the middle of his room was starting to replay on a loop in his mind. The little sounds she made when he got close to her, the scent or smell of her arousal that was so alluring, he needed to get laidHe wondered where Edmund was and why he was not yet back , he needed him to get the wagon ready so they could go out to a pub . As if coincidental he heard a knock on the door.“Who is there , come in?" He said between mouthfuls of food.Edmund walked into the room with a file that looked urgent in his hands , though Melvin cared less at that moment."What took you long,get the Wagon ready ." Melvin said ."But Sire, the file..." Edmund took a
KHLOETo be perfectly honest, Khloe didn’t want any of the attention she was getting from around the Asgardian castle. Everyone's vampire eyes were upon her as she went around with the rest of the maids attending to this or that, she guessed they all knew she was different, a Werewolf. It was no secret as she carries the sign round her neck in a bangle.The royal parties that had more candles in the same place than she had ever seen in her entire life, the scent of blood that filled the atmosphere till she almost gagged and threw up in irritation and Melvin, Melvin again, a lot of him . Melvin happened to be everywhere, doing this and that, playing the piano or talking to the guests present.It was said among the maids that he would be the one to inherit the family’s title, and he’d certainly acted like it, all Kingly and sweet to everyone except herself.There had actually been a debate of who was more befitting of the crown and the name "Christopher" was mentioned, prior to that
MELVINIt was a beautiful evening as the guests filled the palatial lounge, Melvin moved around the grand stairs gracefully, oozing full potential charms and masculinity.His eyes searched the crowd hoping to find Khloe among the maids serving the guest, but there was no sign of her.“Every maid should be out here,” his voice raged emotionless as he said to Edmund, who stood at the foot of the stairs.“Um—eh…”Edmund stammered with his head low. “My Prince, every one of them is at work... ”Melvin sucked his teeth as he walked past Edmund as if he said nothing.Where the hell is she?...He nodded to greet a few guests, heading for the hallway, he saw his sister approach.“Someone’s not in a good mood,” Claire said with a wide grin, tucking her arms in his.“Don’t you have other things to do tonight… than to read every clenching muscle on my forehead, hmm?” Melvin said nonchalantly as she kept up a teasing smile.He shot her a look that could peel off paint on the wall and she freed his