Maid Envy Novels & Stories

If she had gotten what they wanted, it would not have meant a thing if Eden died. “I hate that wench!” Maya yelled as she walked into their living room. She had opened the door quickly, surprising her mother as her mother had not expected her in at that time. Her mother was knitting a wear she intended to give Eden as a gift for her coronation. Of course, she did not want to breed any form of suspicion. She had to pretend like everything was fine. She had to be very careful with her actions. Maya's mother rolled her eyes as she was tired of her daughter’s incessant yell and actions. Of course, by that ‘wench’, she knew she meant Eden. What had Eden done this time around?

She spoke to no one in particular… “Feelings for you? Ohh come on, he has a girlfriend who is more prettier than you and you think he can have feelings for someone like you? He just want you on his bed that’s all” Her conscience said to her… “But he’s not like that” Ameliah said out loud again. “You have to use your brain girl, who would ever fall for maid? He just wants to disvirgin you and dump you, that’s all. All men are like that.” Her conscience said…

My heart hammered in my chest as I stood before Mia, her words ringing in my ears like a twisted melody. Maid of honor… "Evie, darling," Mia cooed, her voice sickly sweet as she presented the bridesmaid dress to me, her eyes gleaming with false sincerity. "I'd want my daughter to be there at my wedding. Won't you do me the honor?" I stared at the dress in horror, my stomach churning with revulsion. The fabric shimmered under the soft glow of the room's lighting, a sickening reminder of the tangled web of deceit and manipulation that Mia had woven around us all.

Your near-perfect life is too expensive a dream for Maia. Unconsciously, tears streamed down Ruby's face. Maia's anger at Ruby's poor life choices made her furious, wondering why a woman as stupid as Ruby would throw away the life Maia desired. ‘Because this is a gift from God, I can't possibly waste it. Rest easy up there, Ruby. Look at me, who will be the perfect wife in this second life,’ Maia concluded, muttering to herself. Now she smiled softly as she took Mariana's hand, "Okay," she said briefly.

My men left no stone unturned in unveiling her double life. A harsh laugh tore from me. Fuck. I laughed again. Then clapped the cigar between my lips. Maeve Ivanov, twenty-four years old, a struggling lawyer saddled with student loans, and a singer leading a double life in the shadowy underbelly of the city. How deliciously ironic that my wife, Marina, had chosen this seemingly ordinary girl as a pawn in her twisted game – paying her to seduce me and bear my child, all in a misguided attempt to conceal her own infertility.

intricate embroidery on the bodice. “Every stitch is flawless.” Her cheeks flushed pink, and she dipped her head. “Thank you, my lady. My mother taught me how to sew when I was little. She always said a well-made dress can make a woman feel powerful.” “She was absolutely right,” I answered, touching her arm softly. “You have a real talent. I feel like I could rule the world in this.” The maid’s shy smile grew, and she gave a small curtsy before stepping back. “If there’s anything else you need, just call for me. I’ll be right outside.” “Thank you,” I said, watching her leave before turning back to the mirror. I took a deep breath, steadying the rush of feelings rushing through me. Pride. Ex

"Seriously, Maez? What happens to your husband's big G that you still need to use this?" Maezy smiled and held Ara's chin. "My dear, sex is an art. Wealthy men get bored with vanilla girls. So, as a wife, you should not lose yourself to a mistress who uses all tricks to seduce a man." Damn it, what does she mean by vanilla girls? Goosebumps spread all over me as I listened to them. My mind couldn't grasp yet the full essence of being a married woman that Maezy was talking about. Ara stared at her without blinking, encouraging Maezy to proceed to her demonstration.

she thought as she looked at the clock, it was 4 pm already; She facepalmed herself as she looked outside; She cant skip classes like that; Shaking her head she closed the window as the rain was ruining the floor. Changing her clothes into a white furry jacket with a pink summer top underneath she paired it with black jeans; she was hungry but it was still 3 hours to dinner. She decided to go out for a walk; the hallway was not empty but she did not bother talking to anyone; she simply did not want to. Maya walked out of her room; the hallway was not empty this time; a few girls looked at her; some in awe others in jealousy; she was near the corridor when she remembered she did not see uncle

The generic arcade game sounds started to play as the monkey threw down the barrels looking to knock us down and keep us from getting to Katrina. “THIS IS SUCH BULLSHIT! Misogynistic fucking video game bullshit!” Katrina was shouting as I was smashing barrels after August would jump them. “Way to perpetuate the damsel stereotype! Melania, I will make you wish you were never born!!!” She continued to shout.

but Aubrey remained silent, her gaze fixed on the ground. "You didn't listen to your mother. Apologize to my wife," Mrs. Davis demanded. Aubrey raised her eyes, met Davis's gaze, and stammered, "I-I-I am..." Interrupting her, Evan's voice resonated through the room. "My wife will not apologize to anyone," he declared, surprising everyone, including Mrs. Jane, who looked at Evan in disbelief. "Your wife?" Mr. Davis questioned, shocked. "Yes, both you and your mistress were berating my wife," Evan affirmed. "So, you married a maid," Mr. Davis sneered. Evan laughed and responded, "She is not a maid. She chooses to work because she enjoys it. Besides, you can marry any random woman off the stre