Little Maid Novels & Stories

A beautiful looking Cinderella faced girl stood before me, her glowing eyes beaming with joy as she helped me back up. “I'm sorry I startled you…” Her smile was heavenly. She must be his sister or something. “I'm Mia, the maid. Let me go get your bags so you'll get settled.” I was speechless. Like, just look at the pretty damsel, a maid… nah! This is crazy. Her eyes glowed like embers. I loved her skin that shone like sapphires. No, just look at me, how hard my skin is. I buried my head in shame as I followed the beauty in, our feets clicking against the tiled floor.

She lifted her head but the young lass seems lost in staring at her. Her black eyes that looked deadly but seems innocent. "Fine."she said. "Hmmmm?..."Larry asked as he placed his elbow on the desk and rested his jaw on it. He was still lost at staring at her. She looks more gorgeous with the way her black shoulder length hair covered part of her left eyes. This is what the French lass called..A'la cut'e☺️. "I...I..said I will be your maid. Now, please,let the surgery commence."she repeated.

She was in a black  maid outfit with white rims and looked to be a very bubbly individual, contrasting to the sophisticated air in the room. "Liana! What is the meaning of this? What are you doing here?" The head maid of the queen dowager shrieked in absolute displeasure and the meek little girl's head shrank back a little under the peeved eyes of the people around. "I.... mother, I am so so sorry to have barged into Her Majesty's quarters unannounced, but I really really wanted to be an appointed maid to the new queen. So... ah! I didn't know what else to do to be able to be chosen to be by Her Highness's side. I'm so sorry for causing all this ruckus but please, do consider me for onc

Nita gestured towards the woman hiding in the corner, concealed by shadows. Mai stepped forward, appearing just as lost and frightened as I felt. I recognized her as the woman who had saved me from becoming Cruz's chosen mate. Her delicate features struggled to hide the fear she was experiencing, failing miserably. The tall bun she had worn earlier had come undone, with strands of hair falling loosely around her neck. She was shorter than the other Lunas but a few inches taller than me. I could sense that Mai was trying to emulate the strength of the other Lunas, but she couldn't quite control her emotions.

I opened my legs apart a little bit so he could see my hairy vagina and its hole, completely unshielded in the dim moonlight. "I am a street girl turned into a maid," I said, my voice dropping into a smooth, shameless murmur as I flashed my vagina directly to his face, I wore no underwear. "I was paid to have sex and make a baby for the Alpha. A girl of royal blood will never be a maid, so I am not related to your Philomena."

I sigh gently and roll my eyes at her, following after the young blonde man without another word, into the obscenely big and luxurious building, our heels muffled by the soft carpet. Madelaine Malvak. Maddy for friend and Miss. M. for those who worked for me and with me. A twenty one years old young gold medalist. A ballet dancer, that is. Sounds like a lot, doesn’t it? Sounds a bit too pretentious, but it is a childhood dream come true.

In Love With The Maid Onyido, Joy Ijeoma THE MAID SERIES (Book 1) This novel is a work of fiction. Any references to historical events, to real people, living or dead; or to real locales are intended to give the fiction a sense of reality and authenticity. Names, characters, places and incidents either are products of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously and their resemblance, if any, to real-life counterparts is entirely coincidental. DEDICATION

I immediately knew that it was Isabella and I was happy she eventually summoned the courage to call me. I could tell that she was shy and tense on the other side of the call. She said, it's me Isabella, your maid. Hearing her still referring to herself as my maid, made me angry. I immediately corrected the situation, I told her she wasn't my maid anymore and she was now my girl and I could feel her smiling as she didn't say anything for a few seconds. Then she said “okay”. She was the cutest thing ever and I liked it so much.

Neema said to me with a conspiratorial grin. I shook my head amused and followed her into the palace. “What's your name little one?” Neema asked. I was silent for a bit. I obviously couldn't tell her I was Arielle the fabled warrior princess of Gaham. She wouldn't believe me and would probably laugh. “I'm Marissa,” I said after a split second. Prefering to give her the alias I was originally supposed to use. “Fancy name is it. Your parents think they're lords or sumtin'. Giving a scrappy girl like you a name like that.

When Dad turned away, her fiery eyes sliced me as she mouthed, “I am going to kill you.” An Omega comes into the dining room and curtsies. Mom perks up and beckons her closer. She was a short girl about 5’3, wearing a large fitted blue tunic with a white apron maid uniform. She seems cute with her messy blonde hair and oceanic blue eyes. With her head kept lowered, she nervously fidgets as Mom speaks, “Heron, this is Mikayla and she will be your new maid.” “What the hell for?” Immediately I snapped, pausing again on my meal.