Good Goblin Housekeeping Novels & Stories

Xander then said to Abigail, "Abigail, take a look at what needs to be cleared out. I'll have them handle it." Abigail looked around before saying, "The items in the living room are all the clutter left by Harvey and his family. Ask them to remove these items." Xander said, "Guys, clear all the items in the living room." The housekeeping service company had sent many people. So, the items in the living room were cleared out very quickly. The living room finally had enough space for everyone. Abigail asked Xander, "When did you call for the housekeeping service?"

I rubbed my face, trying to ease the brightness stinging my eyes, and through blurred vision, I found the housekeeper, eyes wide, hands clamped over her mouth, staring at me, terrified. “What are you doing here?” Gabriel asked, his voice hoarse, exhausted. My eyes dropped to the floor, to the mess the housekeeper had left behind. “I’m so sorry, sir...” she stammered, hands trembling over her face. “I always bring your coffee...” “Get out of here right now.” He growled. “And never walk into my room again without knocking.”

I definitely did not want him to think he could win my forgiveness by playing the sick card. After I ended the call, something nudged me to unblock Lucas's number. As it turned out, he had bombarded me with messages all week. Reading through them, I pieced together that his non-stop partying had landed him with a nasty case of gastroenteritis. No surprise there—his diet was always a disaster waiting to happen. He had been fine before, but only because I was there to look after him. Back when he was too chicken to go public with our marriage, I used to pull some strings to lighten his workload. Not anymore. With me gone, he had to rely on his own skills to keep the after-hours work to a minim

So right now, I felt shivers down my spine when I saw my fingers dug into its cold and coarse skin. Yuck. “…I really hoped that you didn’t surprise me like that.” I withdrew my hand and encase it with a strong clasp of my other hand. I need to wash my hand ASAP. No, I need to wash my whole body, not just my hand. The movement of the sun looked like its afternoon leaning more towards evening. Other than a meal, cleaning up is also necessary. Clairmont smacked his lips and pulled out a nonchalant look. On one of his hands, the goblin chieftain’s head dangled down neck-wise as he gripped its hair.

She stammered and kept staring at him until Mr Gabriel coughed a little, she regained her senses, looked down at Joy who was still looking at her before ushering them in. Goerge was pretty shocked to see the house, it looks so small and stuffy for him and not in his dream would he have thought of someone living in an apartment like this. He could see their love for neatness and cleanliness even in their small home. He looked at the picture hung up and it was mostly of the little Beatrice and a boy.

Every day, I cooked, cleaned, and tended to the needs of these people, and each time they always seemed to find something wrong with whatever it is I do. They trooped down the steps, their footsteps thunderous in the large house, yawning and stretching, they sat at the round table ignoring my presence completely; they gobbled up the pancakes, waffles, eg,g,s and bacon set before them. I retreated from the kitchen, made my way up the stairs to clean up their rooms. Upstairs had seven bedrooms and three guestrooms for when other packs visited. I made quick work of the cleaning and went back downstairs to find the room in disarray; dishes were discarded on the table, the juice was left open on

Every trace of the previous night’s chaos had been organized into neat invisible order. And honestly? Money was beautiful. Because there was absolutely no way I was about to manually clean an entire house after hosting that many adults, children, activities, and sugar driven tiny terrorists. Absolutely not. Hiring professional cleaners had easily become one of the smartest decisions I made all week. I stood there for a second appreciating silence and financial stability before turning toward the guest room. Anna. God. That woman. I opened the door quietly and immediately saw her still deeply asleep, wrapped dramatically in blankets like she was emotionally recovering from war.

I preferred being invisible. "Alessa, stop daydreaming and grab the bucket," Mrs. Gable’s sharp voice cut through my thoughts. She was the head housekeeper, a woman whose face seemed permanently etched with disapproval. "The young master’s playroom needs to be spotless before his morning lessons. Move it." "Yes, Mrs. Gable. Right away," I said, keeping my voice soft and compliant. I grabbed the heavy plastic bucket and a fresh pack of microfiber cloths, keeping my head down as I walked through the grand corridors of the main wing. My heart did a nervous little flutter with every step I took closer to the third floor.

I didn't care about the boat tour, but being locked in a hot kitchen for forty-eight hours with my whiny sister, an oblivious Noah, and a reckless Jeremy sounded like an absolute nightmare. "Now," Mrs. Gable said, stepping back toward the stairs. "Pick up every single brochure and hanger off this floor right now. Put the luggage cart back where it belongs. Then, go straight to your rooms. If I hear one more sound come out of either wing tonight, I will double your duty to the pots and pans." "Yes, Mrs. Gable," Noah murmured, immediately bending down to grab a handful of papers off the floor.

GABRIEL'S POV I looked around the large living room of my new mansion, impressed with how regal the interior designer's work was. He truly delivered. Heading to my room, I met the elderly housekeeper, arranging my luggages and clothes in the wardrobe. "Good evening sir." She greeted immediately she noticed my presence. "Good evening Mrs Spencer. Thank you for looking after my home. It's nice to finally meet you in person." "Thank you sir, for being a huge source of sustainability to my family and I, these past years." She smiled in appreciation. "Welcome back to Newyork. I hope you enjoy your stay here, for as long as possible."