روايات وقصص ضمن Book Maid Of The Mist

The hair is in a high bun and the fashion is vibrating from top to bottom. There was Anita, her secretary, and several men in black suits, dressed neatly in the Men in Black style, but without glasses. Pak. Sutar, her trusted man, rushed into the room with his body bent over handing the branded bag to great madam, my mother-in-law. On the other couch, sat a woman dressed super neatly holding an open folder containing some papers, I don't know what that is. Amelia, Wisnu and I immediately approached the Great Madam, took her hand to kiss each other, taking turns. She smiled while stroking the heads of Amelia and Wisnu.

Her voice is low and quiet. She’s Amanda, 49 years old and our one and only maid, she’s been working with us for 5 years already. “Shhh... just go to Elizabeth’s room. Make sure that she doesn’t come out.” I whisper and waited for her to leave completely. My hands are shaking. I touch the doorknob. I could hear a strange noise as I listen carefully. I swallow nervously. I was surprised when I opened it and saw them both naked. A blonde young woman was on top of him...

Amber Brown "DROP THAT! IT'S NOT YOURS!" His scream was shrill and terrified. I immediately twisted my body to see what was happening, and the scene was utterly terrifying. Three huge men were rummaging through our suitcases, and my mother was futilely trying to pull her vanity case where I knew her most expensive jewelry was kept. On impulse, I tried to help her, only to feel a powerful slap on my face that made me completely lose my balance. I felt dizzy, couldn't hear anything anymore, my head was spinning. I couldn't see much after that, just felt my head spinning forcefully. I kept hearing my mother's screams, the men's shouts; it was all a blur, impossible to understand what they were

Blue Maid You have to go far away from me Or else the demon in me will start working and I can't stop it. This same thing has happened before Two years ago I wanted a maid so badly I had her not against her wish I guess she fell in love with me That was a mistake I'm not the lovey lovey guy. After I had her, I began to despise her. Not giving her attention at all. She felt used Well that was true, I used her. She was found about to commit suicide because of the emotional torture I was giving her. She didn't commit the suicide but instead was arrested for trying to take her life.

These would be easy for me, or so he thought. Madame Maida Lausanne, a positively stunning brunette, stood by the grand balcony of their mansion waiting for her husband. She was wearing a Blanka Matragi evening gown like it was her ordinary day-to-day house clothes. She was born and raised as a ruler to the Aswang clan. Her sophistication and jaw-dropping beauty conceals a dark side of her. She’s capable of manipulating anyone who crosses her path. She welcomed her guest, Detective Andrews, warmly with her good manners. Unfortunately for the ignorant man who was all-smiles on her, Madame Maida was greatly offended. She offered her delicate hands for a handshake which was mistakenly misunders

They were sweeping the lawn while gossiping without Farrah's supervision. "Hey, did you know? The new maid slept in Mr. Oliver's room last night." “You mean Sophia?” Asked another maid, a look of surprise and curiosity on her face. “Yes, last night I accidentally saw Mr. Oliver carrying Sophia to his room.” "Oh my god! You're not making this up?" “I swear, I saw it with my own eyes.” "Isn't this strange? Does Mr. Oliver like that girl?" “That girl must be flirting with Mr. Oliver!” Said one of the maids with a displeased face.

She hadn’t casted any summoning magic today, and even if she did a summon of that distance would be too hard for her. “Excuse me,” the maid said politely, her voice soft but clear as she stepped forward, offering the book to Ares. “I was told to bring this to you, Miss.” Ares rose from her seat, her hands instinctively reaching for the book. She felt a strange shiver run down her spine as she held it, the familiar weight of it somehow feeling off in her hands now. “Why was it brought to me?” she asked, her voice barely above a whisper, unsure of what to make of the situation.

She ignored the closing hole and walked on, chanting the spell to keep the fire on her palms lit. In a matter of minutes, Maika had surveyed the whole surrounding but she couldn’t still find anything. “Is this the truth you wanted me to know!” Maika cried. “You selfish, conceited witch! To trap and kill your only daughter?” As if in response to her questions, a blinding light illuminated the room and Maika looked around. There was a bed in the center of the room and there was a book on the bed. Maika walked up to the bed and took the book. It was a diary, and from the brown and rumpled pages, she could tell that it was very old.

She inquired from the maid. "I haven't seen her around my queen." She responded as she bowed her head. "You may leave." See said dismissing the maid who turned her back and left instantly. She walked into her room and walked to her drawer and brought out a mirror and her spell book. She hung the mirror on a nail which was on the wall and opened a particular page in the spellbook and began to read out what was written on it. Slowly the mirror began to show someone's face, it was blurry at first but soon it became clear, she saw Maudlin's face.

I didn’t know. I didn’t want to know. I closed my eyes and whispered: “Don’t be foolish, Brenda… remember what you came here to do.” --- In the woods, the maid ran as fast as she could. Her cloak whipped behind her in the wind. Her breath came in quick gasps. Her eyes darted left and right, terrified of being followed. She stopped in a small clearing. A figure in a dark cloak stood waiting. The maid bowed quickly and handed over the letter.