Fate Grand Servants Novels & Stories

Crysanthi POV "Your tea, Your Grace." Jasmine spoke, pulling me from the book I was immersed in. She was a pale petite little thing with silver hair & violet eyes, but she was a faithful servant to me. I respected that she took good care of me, even if she was only doing it on Azak's orders, which I didn't believe she was. Most of the other servants in the palace wouldn't even look at me when they passed me. They were still caught up in the past and the division of our Kingdom. They were too stubborn to realize that a new era was upon us, that the future of our Kingdom relied on our ability to unite as one.

— It's just the diary. I look at the shelf. I get up and get another one. Equals. The diary of a Servant named Rawa. She served men. The next one is from a servant named Justa. She served the men on the continent. Daily. Daily. Servants serving tribal leaders. These are the diaries of the last Servants of the Goddess sent to the continent. And I could bet that this Goen wasn't the only one who served them sexually either. After all, wasn't that why the Goddess decided to break up with them?

What was said at the spur of the moment turned out to be exactly what she was looking for? Her previous comment about the vampires' servants being useless came back to me. She must've expected something out of the ordinary when she became interested in them. And then got rid of them when she didn't find what she was looking for. Vampires' servants are either tools for their lord's or future recruits. But just like Protégés, it has to be consensual. They are not servants in the way humans view servants. Meaning that they signified something for their lords. They share some kind of a symbiotic relationship. They are not useless.

"With my nod, the first of the servants will start. He will serve the royal couple, the guest, and last the princess. I want you to observe him. He will make his movements as slowly as possible so that you can see them well and memorize them. After serving them all, he will return, but he will be the last in line so that the next one of you will go to do the same with the servant. When he finishes, he will stand last in line, and the next one will start. And you will continue until you are all done. Okay?" "Yes, ma'am," we say in one voice, nodding also okay with our heads. I am the third in a row of young men. So, fourth, if I count from the servant. My mother nods to him, and the servant s

The ground quivered underneath my feet. I noticed Sienna chanting as well. Several undead armies slipped out of the cracks in the ground. “Kill them, kill her.” She thundered with blazing eyes. “Immotus!"(Motionless) Maya yelled. "Praetervolo!"(Vanish) The armies halted, then vaporised one after the other. “N-noo. T-this can't be.” Sienna stuttered. The people I had called on appeared. They each touched my shoulder, and with each caress, I felt a power surge.

they all said in unison. “Let the word spread to everyone that the queen is back and I come with order. Everyone that is not prepared to serve under me shall die! We will all get back to our realm the fountains will be given access to everyone in the fairy realm, any fairy or Unseelie that will be found in this human realm shall die!” “Hail our queen” Order was not going to take place in a day, but it was a mission Stacey was not going to fail to achieve with the love of her life by her side everything was going to work out perfectly. The separation of the fairies and humans had just begun. *end* Leave a comment 😊

"About that? No special treatment will be given to you anymore. If you can't wake up early in the morning to join us for breakfast, you won't eat until lunch is prepared or better still you can make breakfast for yourself -" "What are the maids here for?" " They are not here to serve you and/or run to your beck and call. They were here before the marriage. They serve the entire council and not you. They are not your personal maid" "That is unfair " "Alot needs to change, what do you think?", he mimic me. His mouth covers into a smirk. He is enjoying this too much and I despise it. I am to impatient to wait to prepare a solid dish. What is the quickest meal to make now? Sandwich and coffee?

Maybe it was because I remembered those times that I told her the secret. Mark seemed to think of something else, his eyes full of concern. “So in the previous life, I didn’t treat you well either?” “It’s not that. We were strangers then, so it made sense that you didn’t treat me well.” I reached out and ruffled his hair. For some reason, Mark was starting to feel more and more like a big dog. “I just don’t know if, in this life, you’ll still become the richest man in the country after being with me.”

He held me so tightly, promising, "I don't believe in fate. I only know that you are the love of my life." I had believed him. Every memory of our love felt vivid, still so close—yet now, he had abandoned me for another woman without a second thought. I didn't understand. Was fate truly something we couldn't fight? Had it really pulled him, irresistibly, into Grace's arms? My whole body ached, each breath felt like fire. I couldn't tell whether the pain came from the wound or from my heart. Darkness fell like a curtain. When I came to, I was lying in a hospital bed.

Sergio couldn't help but smile at their affectionate appearance! "Abby, you finally came! Were you tired from work? Was it hard? Come in quickly..." As soon as Sergio entered the door, he said to the dozens of servants waiting there, "This is the new mistress, from now on, when you see her, be polite to her." "Good evening, Madam!" Dozens of servants stood in perfect order, looking at Abigail with smiles on their faces. It can be seen that they had been waiting here for a long time, with sweat on some of their foreheads and clothes.