Little Maid Novels & Stories

We were worse than broke; we were owned. I was twenty-three now. I spent my days scrubbing the same tiles I scrubbed as a child. My mother, Rosa, was even more angry than before. "Stop looking at those books, Valeria!" she screamed at me one night. I was sitting on the floor of our laundry room, trying to read a law textbook I had found in the trash behind the village library. "Books do not put bread on the table. You are a maid. Your mother is a maid. Your grandmother was a maid. That is all you will ever be!"

The slap cracked across my face like a whip before I could finish speaking. Pain exploded across my cheek. My head snapped to the side, and I tasted blood where I'd bitten my tongue. I froze. Every muscle in my body locked down, screaming at me to retaliate, to show this woman exactly what happened when you put your hands on a princess of the Bloodmoon Kingdom. But I wasn't a princess anymore. I was a maid. And maids didn't fight back. "Watch where you're going," she snapped, "You just arrived and you're already being clumsy. Perhaps you'd like to lose your job on your first day?"

She needed to be the star. She started rumors. Sweet, poisonous little whispers that slithered through the rooms like snakes. “Poor Luna Liliana,” her maids would sigh to others. “So sheltered. So quiet. She probably never learned the old dances. It must be hard, to be so… unprepared.” Maddie, the obedient little mouse, helped spread the whispers. I saw her in corners, talking fast and low, her eyes bright with mean joy. She wanted to see me fall on my face. She wanted to watch me be a joke.

“Is Mia famous?” David turned to the servant and asked. He noticed how these servants who had followed Pavan got a little excited when they saw Mia. “Master David, Mia is one of the four fairies in the Milky Way, nicknamed the Dance Fairy. She can make people happy and addicted to her dance. It’s rumored that she once made someone break through another realm on the spot with just her dancing. She’s sought after by countless young people, and at the same time, she is often a guest of many older generations. If you can invite the Dance Fairy to any party, she will definitely bring more fun to it.”

“Do not worry, Aunt. I will make sure she is placed where she belongs. Cain must pay. All his loved ones will pay for the lives he took. Ares must be avenged.” Ava allowed herself a satisfied smile. With Midas on her side, her plan was falling into place. Then Midas called a woman standing nearby, dressed like one of the servants. “This is the one,” Midas announced, tone low. “She is called Maera. She is older than most remember and answers to no house. She can break bonds other women cannot touch.” Wilma’s lips curled into a hard smile.

"Fire her first!!!" Zoey said with a smirk. "Who do you want me to fire, name it and it's done" Mikel said with a serious look. "The new maid" Zoey said happily, but Mikel's gaze lowered Immediately she made mention of the new maid. He knew exactly who Zoey was talking about but he decided to ask her for clarification purpose. "Who's that" Mikel asked reluctantly. "Caira!!" Zoey said trailing her fingers up to Mikel's face and expecting a positive answer but Mikel suddenly got hold of her hands and brought it down from his face. "I can't fire her" Mikel said withdrawing from her and walking back to his bed while Zoey stood gobsmacked. "Why?" Zoey asked still in shock, she was sure that she h

“Where is Mai?” The maid’s hands shook so hard that the soup spilled onto the tray. “Miss Anna...” she whispered, her voice trembling. “She... she...” “She what?” I scrambled off the bed, grabbing the maid’s arms. “What did she do to Mai?” “She killed her.” The air left my lungs. My legs gave out, and I slammed hard onto the floor. “Killed her? Why?” “She killed her for addressing you as ‘Miss’ instead of the slave that you are,” the maid said. She dropped the tray onto the bed, terrified, and ran out of the room.

She shot back, trying to deflect her question. She was just a maid. How dare she speak to her in such a manner? Sarah didn’t care if she was a Lycan, she was confident she could take her on and the maid had to respect her. “Well then? Speak,” Sarah said with narrowed eyes, regaining her confidence. The maid’s gaze narrowed slightly. “I’m Mendy, the heiress’s personal maid,” she said, her tone tinged with pride. Sarah nodded, forcing a nervous smile. “Ah, Mendy. It’s nice to meet you.”

Within a few minutes, my lights came flickering on and at that moment, my phone rang. I rushed over to pick it up and saw it was an unknown number. “Harper Holmes?” a female said on the other end “Yes, it is me,” I replied nervously, wondering who would be calling me and for what purpose. “I am calling to inform you that you have been offered the maid job at Dominic Hall’s place. How soon can you come?” she asked. I was too stunned to speak. I froze on the other end, not sure of what to say. I thought it was all a dream.

He firmly added as there was a round of applause in the room. Someone else would have found an excuse not to work. The person would have used their current state as an excuse, but Alejandro wasn't going to do that. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ “Mama," Maía said her first word. “Aaaw, she just said mama." Zendaya gushed as Maía repeated it. “Baby," Zendaya added carrying her and twirling her around. "Mama missed you baby." She pinched her chubby cheeks. “Welcome, Ma'am." Avana greeted taking her back upstairs.