Maid’s Daughter Novels & Stories

The other maids who were also in the vegetable garden giggled and squealed. Malerna was thirty-nine years old, of black descent, and a single mother of one five-year-old son. She was Lady Faye’s assistant and her right hand. Lianne treated Malerna like an older sister that she had never had. Residing in a town near the Regaleria mansion, she and her son would trek a kilometer away every morning just to go work in the mansion. ‘Mae’ sometimes she was nicknamed, had always been called a matchmaker of the other maidservants.

“Hmm, yes a beautiful one and surely expensive but I don’t have an issue with that. And you shouldn’t be bothered. You will get paid in full. Damn, you are so beautiful. How come I have not seen you there before?” “I guess you were always late”, she said and smiled at him. *** *** *** Rose ran out of the hotel with the money. She couldn’t get her bearings. She knew she was lost, but she had to get to her mother and she will. She went back to the gate of the hotel and tried remembering the route they took and she went back the same way. On the way, she got a call from her neighbour, Mrs. Brown. She was going through the same thing with her and her mom. She and her daughter were both tryin

The maid said, "Go to the table and I will bring it" She was heading there when the main door opened and her Mother came in. "Mommy!!" she shouted and ran to her, jumped, and hugged her. Her Mother carried her in her arms and said "What happened dear? Did you miss me that much?" she nodded. A maid came there and said, "Madam lunch is ready". The Mother nodded and went upstairs to her room. She made her sit on the bed and removed her hat and outgoing clothes. While she was reading herself, her daughter asked

The head maid asked looking at the other maids in the room for an answer. "I told her. she said she was not hungry." The girl Liz, replied looking back at the woman. "She is not hungry?" The woman said laughing and repeating the word again as if to stick the word to her brain. "Do we have a new girl?" A girl named Helen asked looking at the woman. She's the head's maid assistant and a maid to the queen, she also sometimes follow the head maid to serve the king. "Yes. A new maid to the king, can you believe that?" she said smiling. "She was brought here by Mr Travis to be a maid to the king."

She lifted her chin and said proudly, “I am Madam Hacks’ chief maid, Mary Sue Roberts. I am here on the madam’s order to teach her future daughter-in-law some manners! “Are you Daphne Lyfe?” Mary Sue scrutinized Daphne with her sharp gaze. Daphne felt uncomfortable and had goosebumps when being stared at like a product on the shelf. Hart stood in front of his daughter and said strongly, “She is and she is my daughter.”

But my mother treated the poor woman with contempt, saying" Stop, you boob; I'm not going to back down from my decision for the sake of scum like you, and get away from my face now; there's work waiting for you." The maid began to beg her, "My Queen... I hope that you will have compassion for me and my sick daughter. She is struggling to survive. For the gods, let me go to the wise man to bring her the recipe he prescribes for her when she has a fit, please, ma'am." In cold blood, Mom kicked the maid with her fancy shoes, saying in an arrogant tone, "Get your hands off me; don't bother me with your trivialities; let her die until we finish that story."

Not when the Queen had drilled power into me from a young age. “Now, remember,” Queen Vanisha’s voice softened as she turned around and placed a finger under my chin. “You are Arielle Azura Theron. Princess and first Daughter of Gaham. You are my daughter. You are a soldier in my army. You do not show weakness and You do not yield,”

“That’s it, my lady! Push! She’s coming!” With a final push, my daughter slipped into the world in one mighty push. She let out a thin, furious wail that cut through the roar of the flames while I collapsed back, gasping, the knife still in my trembling hand. “My girl,” I whispered, tears cutting tracks through the soot on my cheeks. “You made it.” The maid quickly wrapped her in a corner of the blanket, her hands gentle despite their shaking. “She’s beautiful, my lady. But you… you’re bleeding too much.”

"Because my husband paid for it. "It's bad enough your mistress mother used my husband's money—but you, his bastard daughter, dare to bully my daughter? "You filthy wretch. How dare you show up at my daughter's recognition banquet? Isn't stealing her identity for all those years enough? Now you want to provoke her in person? You're just like your mistress mother—cheap and shameless."

The Lycan lost his mind so deep was his grief, and the sight of his tiny daughter was too much for him to bear, she was so like her mother he could not tolerate her being nearby him. The servants watched as he gave his son all his love and shunned the baby girl, the Healer tried to get him to change his attitude saying his daughter needed him as much as his son but he could not even look at her. When he took matters into his own hands his Pack were appalled by his cruelty, he ordered her maid to take her to the boundary of his lands and leave her there for the Rogues to devour. In tears, the poor maid fell to her knees and begged him not to do it, pleading that the little girl was the innoce