Novels by Aprilmelody

Nico got up, completely ignoring the doctor that was giving him the information he requested. He ran his hands through his dark silk hair that fell over his face and let out a sigh, one that seemed to push all the painful memories to the back of his head.“What's her room number?” Nico asked, his calm facial expression swiftly turning into that of a quiet camouflaged snake, ready to destroy his prey slowly and yet in the most painful way.“I'll take you there.” The confused doctor said with calm professionalism. He could never really understand Nico's mood changes. He stood up as well and ushered himself towards his office door.“That's the least you could do” Nico began sarcastically, “you've kept me waiting long enough, doctor. And I don't appreciate delays.’ Nico said with a hard expression, his tone sharp.Doctor Henderson hesitated. “I'm truly sorry for the wait. We just wanted to make sure she was properly settled and comfortable.” Henderson also wanted to remind him of his requ

Nico walked into the hospital with so much grace, emitting an aura that made the people around him feel highly intimidated. He hadn't bothered to change out of his mud stained joggers as he had something more threatening to do.Despite that, he looked as handsome as ever. His perfect jaw line was more pronounced as he clenched his jaw, and his black shiny hair that had overgrown a little fell to his face. His purely defined lips stayed in a straight line and his always-bored baby blue eyes held an icy glare at no one in particular.Nico walked with more grace towards the ward attendant in the hospital, he was really angry he had to state Miranda's name and room number before she; the ward attendant, could know who he was or who he wanted to see.“Sir, I'm sorry but you'll have to wait.” The ward attendant paused, as if studying his reaction. She continued when she assumed he wasn't going to make any violent move, “she's resting right now and can't be seen. When she's awake, you'll be

“I just need to take a walk” Camille sighed and exited her room. She walked down the flight of stairs carefully, as if making sure not to hurt the ground beneath her naked feet.A dog barked behind her and she turned to look. It was her 23rd birthday gift, Stud.“Hey girl,” Camille smiled, squatting to pat the head of the small sized Chihuahua. Stud sat loyally and panted quietly, wagging her tail and whining at Camille's touch.Camille had missed the growth of her favorite animal and she had to add that to her almost-full regret list.Camille took a hold of her light chain, clipped it to her black collar and led her down the stairs.“Mother” Camille called, not really expecting an answer. Downstairs was too quiet and she began to wonder where everyone had suddenly disappeared to.“Where they even here in the first place?” Camille thought to herself. She held Stud’s chain firmly in her hands as the dog was a little too restless.“Mother?” Camille called again. She began to head up the

The sunlight seeped through the gaps in the curtains, shining directly onto her face. Camille groaned, half awake, she rolled over and raised her pillow to bury her head under it. As she placed her head on what was supposed to be her blanket, she heard something rustle and felt a nylon material rubbing against her face.Camille paused. With blurry eyes, she raised her pillow up and pulled out a half eaten candy that was stuck to the side of her face.“Ugh!” She groaned. “Why am I such a messy sleeper?” She asked rhetorically, rubbing her exhausted hands over her eyes to remove the grit on them.She sat up on her bed and reached to massage her scalp. Her hair was open.“Shit!” Camille cussed, reasking herself the rhetorical question she asked earlier.Her face fell as she heaved a heavy sigh.“I had plans for this hair”Camille looked at her hands and discovered they were stained with mascara. “Ugh!” She groaned again, staring at the mess her face had done on her pillow… and the entire

“Grrrrrr!!!” An alarm clock rang violently at the ungodly hour of 5:00 AM, vibrating through a high nightstand and falling heavily on a forehead.“Fuck…” Nico groaned, startled at both the sudden sound of the clock and the pain that shot through the front of his head.Nico sat up, heaving. He was angry, really angry. He was never a morning person and this was just going to intensify his crankiness.5:00 AM, to Nico, was a really bad time to get up from bed. It was a time that the brain was still processing all the information it received the previous day. It was definitely not a time to start any form of activity.Nico picked the alarm clock that had now slipped unto his grey-cased pillow and glared at it.To vent out his frustrations on his newly found enemy, he swung the clock across the room with so much velocity that from the sound of its shattering, he was sure it broke to pieces.He felt solaced by the sound of that.“If only I could do this to the thought of her” Nico mummured

Amelia looked at Vincent, they were both shocked.“Camille...” Vincent trailed, “have you been cheating on me?”“I'll leave that to your imagination. Have you? That doesn't even matter. What matters is that I love him,” Camille said, holding Nico's arm tightly. “And we're going to get married soon.”“Camille, are you okay? Did he threaten you?” Amelia asked, reaching to touch Camille who instinctively moved back, disgust written all over her face.“I've made my decision, sweet, honest bestie,” Camille said sarcastically. “I would like you to respect it. It's the most you could do for me right now.”“What- what has he done that I haven't done for you? Why are you treating me this way?” Vincent almost broke down. His breathing was shallow as he tried to control both his anger and his pain.“Well, inasmuch as I don't owe you an explanation, I'm gonna tell you anyway. He is really smart, cooks well, fucks well, treats me well and name it. He's a hundred times better than you- the both of