Housemaid Stories Mga Nobela at Kwento

On the left was an alluring bathroom, already filled with hot water and thick foam, the smell of oranges, my favorite, filled the entire space. A big chimney with a crackling fire and simple yet elegant furniture made it feel like home. Large, panoramic windows, showed a view over a small lake where lived a few naiads. Some pixies hid beneath the flowers. Not the best neighbors if you ask me. Marvelous yet evil creatures. It seemed they felt comfortable around the mansion. “Until they don’t cause troubles I let them around.” I jumped at the sudden approximate of his voice. The feeling of his chuckle in my ear made them twitch.

she had dreamed of when she was scrubbing floors. “Or,” the voice continued, “Save the Husband. Give him back his life. But you walk out of this vault as you began: A maid. Bankrupt. Your brother’s clock will restart. Your mother will remain a ghost. And the Blue Rose in your blood will continue to bloom until the end.” Ava walked toward the table. She looked at the orb, then at Caleb. She could see the scars on his neck—the ones from the fire. She remembered the way he had looked at her at the Port, telling her the House always wins.

I took out a handkerchief and gently wiped the tears from her face. That handkerchief… She kept it carefully all the way up until before our wedding. However, after we got married… I showed her too much of the good life. Slowly, she grew restless. She lost herself in the comfort, in the luxury, and forgot that what she had back then was something no amount of material possessions could ever replace. "Mom, are we going home to find Dad?" Calvin asked. "Yeah," Nancy replied softly. "But your dad is probably still mad at us. How about we buy him a little cake first?"

Instead, he spared my life and also offered me a job to work as a maid in his house. I became a maid and in no time I was familiar with the new environment. I started working and everyone around here was loving and friendly towards me except for Damien who was always wearing a stoned-faced. The three old ladies made me feel welcomed and also comfortable in the house. My life began to feel much better and then I met with Thelma again after several years of being apart, courtesy of Mike's behaviour. Thelma came back into my life and things began to look even better for me.

She could not let that happen. She blocked Lana's path and said, "Listen, you are no longer welcomed here in this house or in Stanley's life." But I am his wife." Lana replied. Savy smiled and slapped her hard across her cheeks, "How dare you? I can see you've gotten some spine because Stanley decided to look at you or allow you to substitute for me. You now think that you have a right to speak. Do not forget that you're a maid bought from the market, and your purpose in this house was temporary. Do you think you'll become Stanley's wife and spend the rest of your life by his side?"

I doubt she's someone who would care so much about age. "By the way who is she? Do I know her?" He asked. I shook my head. "I don't think you know her. Her name is Jasmin Rose and she works in my house as a maid." Liam choked on his drink, coughing hard. "Fuck dude! Don't do me like that!" I chuckled. "What?" I asked, innocently. "I'm serious though. She's my maid." He frowned at me. "You are serious?" He asked. "Dude you can't be fucking your maid. That's going to be a huge scandal when it gets out."

Head Maid) Don't be silly child, I watched from the very first day you stepped into this house. You my child are a very hard worker, you help others, trust me was I impressed. You Lillian deserve to rest, you have overworked yourself. So, please go to bed early, Roslyn will take care of the dinner.

she has to work hard for us to survive. It took several years before she found a decent and permanent livelihood. She was hired as a maid of one of the most affluent family here in our country. What I've heard was that the couple are prominent doctor and businessman whom would be my mom's master. I remembered how speechless I was as we entered in an extravagant and enormous mansion. It was the first time I had seen such a house. As we reached inside the mansion, I could only cling to my mom's cloth while she held my other wrist, afraid that I could break any of the homeowner's entities. All the things here are eminently luxurious that even if my life is an expenditure, it is not sufficient t

“They say it’s always so messy and specially for punishment “ she added turning to face me with a clenched jaw. “Punishment?” I asked surprised. Why would Mrs Adams want to punish me? I can’t think of anything I’ve done wrong. Why does she despise me? Isn’t working here as a maid punishment enough? Mary finally stopped in front of a wooden door covered in cobwebs. I heard the sound of a heavy gulp before she pushed the door open. It was a normal sized room with nothing but boxes and dirt. It wasn’t as bad as they said. There was one thing that was certain in this mansion. Everyone either gossips, spreads rumors,exaggerate or lie.

She then walked forward to refill Jon's glass with cold water. "It's okay. It's just you and me here now in this room. You can tell me anything you want and I promise it will just be between us." The maid did not reply but did not leave Jon's side. Jon sensed that the maid wanted to talk. "So, what can you tell me about the house?" Jon repeated his question. "What I know about the house, I only know from what people say in the mainland. My mother and my grandparents used to tell me stories about this island when I was little girl. How I miss them!"