Little Maid Novels & Stories

The lady said… “Yeah” Ameliah answered shortly, still not understanding why all these people were talking to her all of a sudden. “I’m Ember, nice to meet you…” the new maid said… “I’m Ameliah” Ameliah replied with a smile. “Gosh, you are so cute, and beautiful too, even though you are dressed as a maid. Imagine if you dressed like those elite” Ember said smiling “Shut up Ember!!” Chloe said and hit her head…

A soft sweet voice disrupted our banter and we both turned our heads towards the door to find a girl standing by the door. “And who the hell are you?!” Rosalind snapped at the new girl and she flinched with a small gasp. She looked so young and supposed to be in school instead of here. “Who are you dear?” I asked softly. “My name is Violetta ma'am. Am...the new maid here.” The girl replied meekly. “And how old are you?” I asked curiously. “Am turning eighteen in two months ma'am.”

I've never received this kind of attention to myself. A portion of my heart cracks. If this girl knew that I had been banished from my own family, I wonder what she would think. "I know you're new to being a maid, but I'll teach you everything you need to know, as will Head Maid Greta. My name is Macy, by the way. I know you probably meet a lot of people, but... oh my gosh, I just can't believe it!" the girl says quickly, oblivious to my sorrow.

My fucking ass is going numb from sitting for damn hours in this car watching a god damn door. " I'm going to sleep tell me when something actually happens, " I told the guy who was with me in the car, laying down in the back seats. " The door is opening" I stood up and kept looking at the door, a girl came out of it. " who is she? " I asked him. I've never seen her before " she's the maid" What? How can she be the maid, she doesn't look like a maid, she looks like... oh fuck, get a grip on yourself, man.

Do you want to take part in this little game of mine? “My, my, was a no an answer?” The maid grinned to her ears as she read the letter. “Why would I refuse such a blessing?” She struck the hard wall, which slightly cracked. A little maid like her, short and white, frail as a white rabbit, was in fact a tigress! Strong and confident! The maid softly chuckles, “Then, the silent chase… begins~” _______ KircheLeaf SEASON ONE _______ ~ END of CHAPTER SIX ~

As a petite maid who was walking up the stairs froze before me. "Are you the man who made Lord Oskar sleep?" The petite maid asked, interrupting Maurice and me. I glanced at her curiously as I stepped toward her down the steps. "Yes?" I admitted to the mousey-brown-haired maid. "Really?' The Maid beamed as I got to where she stood midway down the steps. "What's your name?' I asked, looking into the maid's hazel eyes. "Lena." The maid said quickly. I wondered what she was doing here talking to me.

Lance inhailed the fresh air then He heard the gate bell rang. He check who is it from the monitor,he le out a sigh seeing it's not Anna, he don't want to see that lady anymore. Lance decided to open the door.Upon opening the door the lady is looked at him. He was surprised at the same time amazed. The lady is very beautiful, she has a fair skin and has a sparkling blue eyes with long eyelashes has a tall nose, her lips was naturally red, her beauty is very natural even though she don't wear a make up. Anna uses make up to make herself Beautifull, but this lady in front of her is different.He thought it was an angel, she is really Beautifull. He asked where this lady going, but this lady s

Just merely seeing that little smelly creature makes me feel like I'm going to die. "That's what I'm trying to do, ma'am," said the maid, who now had one hand on my waist. I squeezed myself against her chest. She is taller than I am, maybe only two inches. I was really stunned by the beauty of her voice, but my fear of rats was more dominant, so I was still very scared. In fairness, the maid smells so good. I can feel the strength of her arm too. I feel like she can protect me anytime I need it. I am really feeling the moment. So, I came up with a good idea.

So, she could finally breathe in relief. “I am not a tiger, I won’t eat you,” Janet said, and the girl nodded. But only if she could say there was someone else waiting outside to eat her instead of Janet. “How can I help you, mam?” The maid asked. Janet looked toward the door and when she noticed no one was there, she made her sit beside her. The maid sat hesitatingly and waited for Janet’s next movement. “What’s your name?” Janet asked first. “Maeve,” The maid replied

The maid stood there, quiet, her head slightly bowed, and even from up here, I could tell she was something else. Her name was Lila, Vanessa had said earlier, 21 and fresh from some small town, hired to keep this oversized house spotless. She wore this big, frumpy dress, probably some hand me down or thrift store find gray and shapeless, like it was trying to hide her body shape. But it didn’t. Not even close. The way she stood, the curve of her hips pushing against the fabric, the way her dark hair fell in loose waves over her shoulders it was like the dress was mocking her, daring anyone to notice what was underneath.