Maid My Novels & Stories

She looked at the grumpy maid, scrubbing her toes with a pumice rock. “What is it?” Maude the grumpy maid asked. “Why do you love me even I’m always annoying?” She said. Maude looked at her. With her cute eyes staring at her, she can’t stop thinking she is very cute. She sighed and reached for the shampoo. “Well,” She started to put the shampoo in her hands. “Because I am here to serve you, and I’m lucky to have you. You are such a cute princess.” She placed the shampoo in her beautiful chestnut hair.

"I'm sorry, honey. You shouldn't have to do this. I'm the one who should be working, not you." "It's okay, I'm happy to help mom. That way I can ease your burden at least for my school fees later." Emily was touched to hear it, she was proud to have a daughter like Sophia. "Emily, your daughter is really lucky. She's only been working for two days, and she's already been appointed as a personal maid. I think Mr. Oliver likes her." Elina whispered to Emily. As for Sophia, the girl was now busy playing with the clown fish in Elina's small aquarium. Apparently Elina had a small pet in her room that she had just bought yesterday and Sophia called the fish Nemo.

"Miss, you're so pretty! This is for you!" Maia lowered her head and saw a girl about six or seven years old. She was wearing a simple and beautiful pink dress, holding a bamboo basket filled with various seashells. She was handing a shell to Maia. "Thank you," Maia said, smiling as she took the shell. "Did you pick this up? Is it really okay to give such a beautiful shell to me?" "Yeah!" The little girl nodded happily. "We have a legend on Maya Cove. Mom said that if you hold the most beautiful shell on the beach and let the man you like carry you for a long walk, you can walk on the road to happiness!"

Damika smiled warmly “Yaayyyy ! I have a little tigress, I have a little sister, I’m so happy, maasi mom, I want to meet her, why can’t you bring her to the island?” Little Tiger heard about having a little sister as soon as he entered with a gift for his maasi mom Maya just now realised why was the child calling her maasi mom, because she was his maasi, mother’s sister, a flood of affection filled her heart as she searched for Mahira in the boy’s face

Maya chuckles softly, stepping closer until there's barely any space between them. She grabs his chin firmly, forcing him to meet her gaze. “You're just like others.” Maya states with authority, her breath warm against his skin. “But I have a feeling I will find it quite pleasurable to ride your tiny cock.” Aiden’s breath hitched at her audacious words, his cheeks flushing with arousal and anger. He mustered all his courage to retort, “My cock is not tiny.” Maya chuckles again at his response, her eyes gleaming darkly. “Prove it then,” she challenged, sounding seductive as she stared at the younger man. “Strip for me, Aiden.”

She pulled me toward her by grabbing both of my shoulders. I gave her a short nod and gave her a close look, "Remember what mom said, okay?" "When you're older, I want you to do whatever you want and take any job you want; as long as it makes you happy, that's good with me. But there's one thing: even if you're extremely strapped for cash, don't work as a maid, do you understand? Especially if your boss is a man." "Why? Eh, aren't you currently working as a maid? Honorable—"

Everyone seemed to exhale a relieved breath and cheers and laughter erupted from every corner of the clearing and claps and cheers of joy and happiness pelted around me and I was grinning to hard, my cheeks hurt and my chest was stuffed full with so much light and joy. She let me go and turned to Winston, looking up at him and bestowing him with a toothy smile. "It's about time," Winston said nothing, only smiled back down at her. She turned back to me, "I am Maya. The oldest wolf creature in these parts and the most renowned healer, bested only by Gwyn. It's a pleasure to finally meet you." "Likewise," I told her, my grin, spreading to my eyes.

Imaya's growl cut her off. “Shut it human before I shut you up.” “And ruin your manicured nails? I am sure you wouldn't dare.” Vanilla jested. “You should be lucky you are right. Get dressed and meet me outside before I drag you out naked.” After finishing her words, Imaya turned, about to storm out when her eyes caught sight of Vanilla's mark, her movement paused and she held her breath, now looking at Vanilla in awe. “You.” She started, almost losing her composure. “You are the Moon Maiden?” ~P-Lia~

They’ll share their truths, exchange blood and bites, and finally solidify their mate bond. I should be happy for them. Actually, I am happy for them. But there's this knot in my chest that just won’t budge. “Are you brooding again?” I turn to see Maya at the edge of the clearing, holding a woven basket. She’s wearing a long, soft blue maxi skirt that flows down to her ankles and a simple white blouse. Her hair hangs loosely over her shoulders. She looks beautiful. She always does. “I’m not brooding. I’m just resting.”

We’re two people split by timing, fate, and unspoken feelings I wish I could kill. The thing is, I’m more witch than wolf. Sure, I have a wolf. I have the senses, the speed, the reflexes. But I don’t feel her like most do. I don’t snap into rage or possessiveness. I don’t tackle problems with brute force. I solve them by thinking. Processing. Planning. Finn has Maiden powers too—basic ones, with an affinity for protection, which suits him as Alpha. Me? I have advanced control of all of the Maiden’s powers. I just haven’t found my specialty yet. Or my limits. I don’t burn out. I don’t fatigue. There hasn’t been a spell I couldn’t do—until these stupid trials.