Eden Maiden Novels & Stories

As the door widely opened, Enrique's smile emerged on the frame. "Ready? Time to go!" "Yep! I'm ready!" Samantha's lips curled up a bit. Her leaving in the US would be the start of her new life in Ireland. At the same time time in a private villa, Albert sat sluggishly drinking wine in the room alone. Both Christopher and Lauren were just watching him. His suit was already a mess and his face was red. In another room was Madeline beaming in smile. She was beautiful in her immaculate white dress. Although it would only be a civil wedding, at least she would get married to her fantasy man. Finally, she thought.

"Well, you are right about that, don't expect me to be so kind to you again, got it?" "Nowhere is the Adam I know. I get it, sir." They arrived at the yacht, Maddy had never been on one before so she was excited, Maddy was stunned by the view and how big it was. "Wow, I have never been on a yacht before, it is so beautiful. I wish Ella was here with me, we will have all the fun we can get together. I will look around." She said to Adam and left him alone. Adam opened up a bottle of champagne to drink so he could sleep fine. Today has been very tedious, and he wanted to sleep very well and a bottle of champagne will do just that instead of sleeping pills.

Her name: Elara Vale. The convent called it an external placement program. An act of gratitude for his generous donations. But Damien knew the truth. It was a transaction. And it intrigued him far more than he’d like to admit. A virgin. A girl who had never been touched, never spoken to a man without a prayer on her lips. A girl who would blush at bare ankles, tremble at coarse language, and bow her head when addressed. She would be his maid. Damien wasn’t a man of faith. But he had rituals of his own. And breaking this one would be deliberate. Exquisite.

Mavy pushes the door open and gasps, I stick my head in and see her. She's not laying lifeless like she normally is. She's sitting up looking around like a scared little mouse. Her brown hair is messy and her chocolate brown eyes are filled with fear. I sit in the corner and watch Mavy bounce over to her oozing excitement. "What's your name?" Mavy asks with a huge smile on her face. The girl drops her head and looks up at her shyly, "My name's Adea," she whispers in a quiet voice. "You'll have to enroll at our school? How old are you? What grade are you in?"

Her eyes narrowed, making it painfully clear she had no interest in whatever I might say. I swallowed hard, fighting the tremor in my throat, and met her gaze with pleading eyes. “Ma’am, please,” I begged, my voice soft yet urgent with sincerity. “Before you close the door, I implore you—give me just one chance to make it up to you, to earn my way back into your good graces and claim even the smallest place in your heart. I am willing to follow your every desire, no matter what it may be. Only please, do not ruin my reputation or my dignity. I am nothing more than a humble maid who dreams of a peaceful life. Tell me what you want from me, and I will obey without hesitation or complaint.”

“Good Evening Mr.Yoo!” The staff greeted as soon as Tristan stepped out of the vehicle, Raven stepped out as well and she saw just how big the mansion was… And thought… He lives alone, only with staff? In this big mansion!? “Take care of her luggage, Bring her to the guest's room… I'm counting on you Miss Park” Tristan says and enters the mansion without waiting for Raven, A maid approaches Raven and smiles at her “I'm the Head Maid for Mr.Yoo, The staff either call me Miss Park or Jamie” The maid said and Raven bowed to her

Their Moon Goddess was truly something out of this world. Kaeden snaked his arms over Corbin’s shoulders and kissed his mark. Placing his head on his shoulder, he sighed, “And here I thought you only knew Grass Maiden.” Dante’s eyes widened, “So you’ve heard Grass Maiden? It’s a pretty creepy song, right?” Kaeden shook his head and frowned. “No, I actually like it, although it’s sad.” While they were idly speaking, Corbin’s beautiful voice blew everyone else away. Samantha stood on the deck in shock. ‘He never sang for me!’

We went to the left with the maid room at the end of the hall and my parents went to the one on the opposite side of the hall. We came to a huge wooden white door. Lilly’s and Toney’s room was down by ours a good 50 feet on the right and Jared’s right a crossed the hall on the left. The maid opened our room door and held the door open for us, we walked in. It was massive. My eyes widened. It was the equivalent to a penthouse in the city; it had a kitchen, living room, two bedrooms and 2 bathrooms. “Wow this is….It’s amazing!” I said. The maid smiled. I Am Mave, The Royal Beta has assigned me to be your personal handmaiden, It is so very good to meet you Princess” She said curtseying me. I sm

"This is yours. Whenever you have free time, whenever you need to escape, whenever you need to create....this space is here for you. Everything in it is yours to use." Tears filled her eyes as the magnitude of what he'd done hit her. "This is.....Damien, this is too much. I'm just a maid. You can't..."

Mateo stopped dead in his tracks, his breath hitching sharply in his chest as he took in the scene. There she was. She was winding her waist against the brass pole, her body completely bare under the red glow for the client on the couch. As Mateo stared at her, his heart hammered violently against his ribs. He saw the intricate silver lace mask covering her eyes. He saw the distinct, incredibly long waves of dark hair falling over her bare shoulders, framing her exposed breasts exactly like the girl from his memory. He recognized the shape of her jaw, the curve of her waist, and the fierce, angry energy radiating from her very skin. It was her. The dancer from the night before.