Novel & Cerita Demon Nanny

“Hi, I’m Naomi. Hades’ nanny.” I blinked at her. Nanny? I darted a look back at Hades, disbelief written all over my face. How old was he to still have a nanny? But Hades just stood there, watching the entire exchange, not bothering to explain. Naomi gave my hand a squeeze, her eyes sparkling as she looked me over. “You are so beautiful,” she said warmly. “A little skinny, but lovely. Don’t worry, we’ll just fatten you up and you’ll make a wonderful bride.”

She could feel that word in her bones just by his existence. Ollie cut the staring and brought her eyes down to her dress and cleared her throat. She righted herself and slipped her hands off the post. She pushed a smile on her face, lifted her head and stepped up. She hoped she didn't look as pathetic as she felt. She hoped she didn't look as scared as she felt. They were werewolves, not animals. They wouldn't eat her for dinner any time soon. "Good Morning Mr Bridge," She forced out of lips and pushed her hand out to the man, " I'm Ollie Clan, the nanny,"

Unfortunately, the demon grew wings . "Are you going or I go alone?" She asked as she jumped down, making her two ponytails jump and dance around. "Okay" aunty Mimi could only follow her orders, no one controls better than this nasty girl. Aunty Mimi faked her smile as she followed her to the car and the driver started the journey, luckily, she slept for more than half of the journey while aunty Mimi kept praying to her ancestors that nothing should go wrong with this plan of theirs or she would be at the den of lion.

"Dad, Daisy and I are home." I turned around. Emerson Weston stood in the doorway, backpack over one shoulder, Daisy at his side. His eyes landed on me. His face went completely still. "Son," Patrick said from the other room, "meet your new nanny." Neither of us moved. Oh God. I had just been hired as my bully's nanny.

Let's just see who will win this game in the morning then. As soon as the sun went up, I woke up to start the day. This has been a routine for me as the head butler of the house. The residents of the underworld would surely laugh at me for these insignificant domestic chores. I am a demon prince for crying out loud. I am not supposed to be under a human's command. But in order for me to be able to spend time with Andrea, to get her trust and to receive her love, I had to do this demon-discriminating job every day for as long as it takes. I finished everything in one go; supervising the human maids and errand boys to do this and that, taking care of the menu for the day, checking the meat bus

But my mom just smiled. “That’s my girl.” I smiled proudly. “But what is that?” She picked me up and walked over to her bookcase, she pulled out a really old book and opened it. On the page was a man with horns on his head and a long tail. “So, a demon is usually a very strong being. One who will use tricks and magic to punish anyone who makes them angry. Many people are afraid of them, because they are really strong and don’t show mercy to their enemies.”

“You want me to bug a mafia don’s house by babysitting?” “We want you to be his most trusted employee. The nanny has access to the entire household. The private study, the dinner table, the pillow talk if he’s stupid enough to have anyone over.” Carter’s gaze was flat. “Your mission is to embed, observe, and relay any financial ledgers, meeting details, or chain of command you can find. The ultimate goal is the location of the offshore accounts. We collapse the money, we collapse the family.” I traced the photo of little Luca. He had a smudge of what looked like chocolate on his cheek. “And the children?”

"It smells like raw eggs smashed on a maid's head." "What are you talking about? Explain better." "The damn nanny of Jhin thinks she owns this house, and I won't allow it. You have to help me get rid of her." Bruno looks at Angie, satisfied. That was the help he needed to get revenge for everything Johanne had done to him. "Well, little sister, what do you propose?" "We'll make her life miserable until she leaves this house. Apparently, Edward likes that filthy woman, and it seems like he values her more than the boy. But she's nothing more than a simple maid and a single mother. So, will you help me or not?"

Such perfection if I hadn’t known what he was—I would have wept at the sight of him. I would have taken one glance and thought he was an angel. “Get that skunk out of this house!” I heard a familiar voice shout. This time my heart truly did seize in my chest. Nana burst into the kitchen—her hair still in curlers and her muumuu all askew—with the broom raised above her head. She brought it down on the demon, cracking him in the skull. The metal handle was now twisted at an angle, but Nana brought it down again.

When he turned back to the edge of his bed, Blood, the demon version of Young, had disappeared. It drove the man mad that although nothing had been said, he knew exactly what his nightmares coming into the real world meant. Somehow Asha had tapped into a version of herself that needn’t attack anyone headon, the other side had been listening and now they were making themselves known. He wasn’t really a believer of the supernatural until he had met her, but apparently his new understanding was not enough to deter him from repeating the same cycle. Like the idiot he was, he persisted and still tried to spy on her. It angered Young’s new demon to know that the little cockroach was still being so