Devious Maids Flora Novels & Stories

If she catches me looking at her in this condition than she will definitely misunderstand me and may hate me more. So, without any sound, I turned my body to leave. I am now one step away from leaving the room. But, I stopped hearing her voice, " Flora, why did you take so long? Come here quickly and apply the moisturising lotion on my back. Though it's summertime but my skin is still very dry which results in some itching. It needs some moisture. Come fast and apply the lotion. I am feeling cold without any clothes on my back." Flora is one of my maids whom Aradhiya is very fond of. Aradhiya is very free with flora whenever they talk. In this house, She talks with everyone so sweetly apart

Elena continued, her cold eyes sweeping across the room, "has not yet been identified. But we have reason to believe that they are still within these walls." Her eyes stopped. On me. The room went silent. I felt the weight of a thousand stares boring into my skin. My heart slammed against my ribs. My wolf stirred, growling deep in my chest. Elena smiled—a thin, predatory curl of her lips. She stepped down from the dais, her heels clicking against the marble floor. She walked through the crowd like a shark parting water, her violet gown trailing behind her. She stopped directly in front of me. "You must be Mira," she said softly, her silver eyes raking over my bruised face, my torn uniform, m

" Whoa! Is Aunt Eva a half-witch? Witches are hot! "This is our daughter, Carina." She pointed to the beautiful lady next to Aunt Amor. "This is my twin, Flame, and her wife, Amber, with their twins, Blaze and Flare." Flame, the redhead, was also beautiful. Such beautiful genetics. The names of their children are quite nice. "Flame is the general of Serenity, and Amber was a human until she mated with Flame." Wh-what? Amber? I looked closely at Amber's face. And even though I haven't seen her for a long time, I still know who she is.

#ExposeMadamBuenavista My mother experienced abuse from that rich demon. My mother is a masseuse and was once summoned to their mansion to massage the demon. After the massage, she complained that my mother's hands were too heavy, and then suddenly took my mother to their basement and hit her with a wooden stick, claiming that it was so my mother could experience the pain she felt. You have no heart! You deserve to be burned in hell! #ExposeMadamBuenavista

She still had a lot of strength left, and she was worried that with time, she would be too weak to fight him. She walked up to the flower pot and stared at it. The flower in it had grown significantly, so she knew that if she took it out from there, Gerald would notice. But she had no other choice. This was her only bait. She picked up the flower pot and went into the bathroom. She knew that it was only a matter of time before Gerald came in, so she was going to wait for him in the bathroom. If he realized she wasn't in the room, he would come into the bathroom to search for her.

She had heard Eddie's voice not too long ago, but he did not attempt to come in and talk to her. The door opened to admit Fega, who seemed to be busy doing nothing. Sophia watched her in silence. Fega had never touched the flowers in the room, let alone arranged it or put it in order. She always scolded the maids if anything was out of place. But now, she was replacing the flowers herself, turning them here and there for the best arrangement. "I don't need flowers," Sophia commented. "Hmm hmm," Fega replied absentmindedly. Sophia wasn't even sure if she had heard her. Fega continued with her aimless decorations. Another maid rushed in to mop the already sparkling floor. Sophia raised an eyeb

[Vincent, what did you do to Flora? I typed out a calm reply. [It's your birthday today, Mr. Graham. I'm simply helping you make your wish come true and sending a gift your way.] When the screen went dark, I could see the reflection of my face, and a bitter smile tugged at my lips. Flora and I were siblings in name only, and we shared neither mother nor father. My mother, Miranda Shaw, was a well-known businesswoman. She had been widowed for many years before she fell in love with Flora's father, Jack Turner.

Otsana Blackmoon stepped forward next, though her fingers trembled around the blade she refused to put down. “I confess that I hated Daciana because Adolphus made her love look like proof that I was born unwanted.” The silver crown mark on her wrist glowed brighter. Another line faded. Ashina bent forward with a cry as Maelor moved, and for one terrible moment, I thought the altar had reached inside her body. “I confess that I used my child as a crown before I understood Adolphus had made me the first cradle he planned to empty.” The room went cold.

Sara had an apprentice but because the apprentice is no longer with her she feels a little lonely, even though there are maids in her little mansion she still felt very lonely because of the girl’s presence. “Dinner is ready.” Sara closed the old looking window and turned to look at the maid whose head was lowered. She looked at her very well and noticed from the way her hands were trembling that she's probably a new maid in the witch house or she was punished by the head maid again. “You're new.” Sara announced to her. The young lady was shocked to know that Sara recognized her to be new even though she has more than ten maids. “Yes, Flora sent me here.” Sara sighed when she heard what the

Emilia’s bodyguard gave him a hard slap, and he fell to the floor. “Your opinions don’t matter here!” Charles’s lips started bleeding as a result. He finally saw the severity of the situation and became scared. “Mom, why don’t we pause the ceremony and do it another day—” Emilia interrupted him right away. “This rebellious man is no longer my son! Continue the ceremony!” Nobody dared to speak. Everyone gaped and watched as Emilia placed Emerald Enigma’s token in my hand. “I’m so sorry for not managing Emerald Enigma well. But I only have one daughter. Stella Jenkins will be Emerald Enigma’s leader from now on. Ladies and gentlemen, please leave. These issues are none of your concern.”