Maid J Novels & Stories

Mr Jones commented and Marina raised a brow. Was her dad also coaching Aiden on male things? "Trust me, girl, you don't want to stress yourself in understanding these men. They're practically doing their things." Mrs Jones whispered into Marina's ears. She was already near the kitchen when she realized that Marina handy had been following her up so she came back, whispered that and this time pulled her not letting go of their hands till she got into the kitchen.

The chair’s lights flared bright and then shattered into darkness, one strip at a time, as if something inside her had reached outward and simply closed its hand. Silence slammed down so hard it rang. I stared at the dead panels, at the inert chair beneath her, at the woman breathing hard in front of me like she’d just run through fire and come out carrying the flame. Maia laughed once, almost disbelieving. “They can’t sever it,” she said. I swallowed. “Why not?” She looked at her hands, flexing her fingers like they were new. “Because it isn’t an anchor,” she said. “It never was.”

She waited patiently until midnight, then Maja called Lesley hunter “Boss, boss..” Yes, Maja’s action earlier was so cruel that even Lesley hunter couldn’t bear the pain and passed out for the time being. Maja was smart enough to seize the opportunity. “Boss, boss..” Maja’s beautiful face was ferocious. Lesley hunter was unconscious. Maja sneered, whipped out her phone silently and turned in the camera.

She began to dismount when Marjien shouted. "Please leave now, Drêy!" Marjien was able to hold off on her own. She had her jewels cover her body like an armor up to her head. The power of the jewels were like the power of crystals. Only a tad bit inferior than the latter. As long as the earth was filled and rich with minerals, Marjien can fight without using her inner core's Auræ which was the source of their magic. But even with her jewel manipulation, Marjien was still struggling at the onslaught of the man with a bone sword.

Jays Mum Marie was the first onto “Mistress” as soon as she saw Mia she flung her arms around her, oh your still here with Jay. “Yep, he hasn’t gotten rid of me yet,” said Mia as she hugged her back. She pulled back and then froze, she had spotted Princess Rota, not believing her eyes. Mia realised.

Aria woke at 5 AM to her alarm, her stomach tight with nerves. Today was the day. Her first official day as Sarah Mitchell, maid at Blackwood Estate. Her first real step toward accessing the greenhouse and saving her mother. And her first full day of being in close proximity to Damien Blackwood. She'd dreamed about him last night fragmented images that left her unsettled. Gray eyes that saw too much. That slight smile that felt like a promise and a threat. The way her body had responded to his nearness, heat flooding through her at a simple brush of his arm.

Glossary: Maoir = elder/member of the high council - Ubera(s) = breat(s) *~~~* Viper was making his way down the corridor back to his living quarters when he was stopped by Brigyt, Maior Hadru's life mate and one of the female maoirs. "Why have I not met your human mate yet?" she inquired, getting straight to the point. Viper was at a loss for words. He honestly wasn't sure why that was. Other than the fact that he enjoyed being selfish and keeping her to himself when he was not training the pups.

"Elizabeth, have you seen Master Tristan?" Elizabeth, fully absorbed in her culinary tasks, responds with a touch of sarcasm, her voice carrying a hint of weariness. "No, since I am a maid, all I have to do is work. I can't be expected to keep tabs on everyone." Mrs. Johnson, displeased with Elizabeth's response, narrows her eyes and abruptly grabs hold of her arm, demanding her attention. Her voice drips with malice as she issues a warning, her words intended to intimidate.

Buenavista's mistreatment towards them. My name is Anna, I used to work as a maid in the Buenavista mansion and during my time there, I experienced excessive maltreatment from Madam Buenavista. She would get angry over things that were not our fault. There were times when she would be annoyed and if you happened to be the first person she saw, you would definitely receive a slap even if you did nothing wrong. That old lady should not be allowed to go unpunished. She will victimize many more people if you let her do what she wants. #ExposeMadamBuenavista