Hero Maid の小説・ストーリー

I didn't even know that humans were sold here at the market. It's a horrendous practice and I would never want to be a party to it but then I saw you in that cage, you were crying and I could not help but feel pity for you. That's the reason why I bought you. You do not have to pay me back. I don't have a maid at home at the moment because the one I had before moved to a different country. You can choose to work for me as a maid and I will pay you but if you want to go back home, you are free to do so.

Nia tries all she could to keep her relationship at a stance, being kept at a far distance from Cameron. *** Glad to announce that 'Maid to be 2' is finally out,

The mention of Elizabeth being a maid surprises Lara, and she takes a small sip of her drink, watching the wine swirl in her glass. She directs her attention back to Tristan, her tone filled with intrigue as she speaks, "Huh, and here I was wondering if she is a model or something... I would never expect Dominic to be this low... escorting a maid?" Tristan turns to look at her, his gaze sharp, before he slowly realizes that Lara might have a point. The realization hits Tristan that he has become engaged to a maid, a reality he had never envisioned for himself. The weight of the situation settles upon him, and he finds himself grateful that no one else knows about their engagement.

“You can now go and prepare your people, we shall attack the Dragon Land once more in a month, this time, we shall get rid of the God killer for good.” *** Mariah opened her eyes to discover she was alone on the bed. She had fallen asleep in Alaric’s arms after a night of passion. There was a soft calling outside the door before the door slid open. She frowned and sat up on the bed, and saw a young maiden enter the room. The maid was dressed in a yellow robe just like the ones the previous night. She bowed upon seeing Mariah. “Good morning, Demon princess, I hope you slept well?” “I did, thank you,” Mariah replied, her eyes still on the maid.

She announces with so much conviction that if I didn’t know the little monster’s name, I might believe the maid. “Amelia, huh?” I repeat and smile. “That’s a pretty name, don’t you think?” She blinks at me like I’m an idiot but eventually nods. “Indeed, it’s a beautiful and powerful name for an equally as beautiful and powerful newborn girl.” “Wanna see a magic trick?” I ask the maid, tossing in a completely random topic to throw her off and mess with her even more. She blinks again, at this point somehow managing to look like a robot more than a human. Which, by the way, I believe she is - not a shifter but a human.

With measured steps, he turned his attention to the waiting maid, his intent unmistakable. The maid's hand lifted, poised to initiate the spell that hung in the air like an impending storm. But before the threads of magic could intertwine, Aloha's voice interrupted the charged atmosphere. In that moment, she silently thanked her lucky stars for the girl who had shown her a glimmer of kindness – a nameless ally. The realization of not knowing the girl's name struck her with a pang of regret. What if this was her final stand? She understood the depth of the maids' animosity, potent enough to transform their magic into a lethal weapon.

One of the maids who was being with Claire, retorted while rolling her eyes. The maid, who had blonde hair, laughed. “For sure, she was dreaming right now that she had a mark the same as the Alpha King. We know for sure that the mark that was blessed by the moon goddess is pure, and only for those she recognizes. Would the moon goddess recognize someone like her who comes from the fallen enemy?” The blonde hairdresser and the black-haired maid laughed. Loraine didn’t mind them nor didn’t think too deeply about their words. It didn’t stab her heart either.

"Did you hear? Alpha King Jason is holding a banquet tonight for Princess Bailey." "Yeah! They say he even prepared the most beautiful fireworks for her." As soon as they said that, brilliant fireworks exploded across the night sky, illuminating the darkness with dazzling lights. One after another, silver-blue sparks bloomed like shattered stars—so bright they stung the eyes. These fireworks were reserved for only two occasions in the pack—the announcement of a mate bond, or a symbol of public courtship. They were called the "Flames of the Moon", and they symbolized the mate being their one and only.

She remembered Matteo holding her and saying, "Your body is weak. I want to wait until you're healthy and willingly marry me. You're a treasure, so I can't bear to treat you carelessly." It turned out he was not cherishing her. Facing a block of wood, he simply could not summon any desire. "Not like you..." Matteo seemed to roll over and pin Lucia down, his voice thick with lust. "You're a natural temptress. "Lucy, you're my first woman. Only you can make me crave more." The phone fell to the floor. The call ended. The respect and care Gianna thought she had were simply because she was not charming enough, not wild enough, not as exciting as that mafia Principessa!