Maiden Lane Series Novels & Stories

The villain will surely go mad seeing her body. [This blind date of hers is quite good-looking, too. No wonder the villain's been jealous for so long.] [Why are there so many people siding with the villain? How disgusting! She deserves her death! I really want to see the hero taking the villain down!] When I woke up once more, it was back to midnight again. The moonlight shone dimly into the lounge as my hand was on the window latch, about to open the window. [Don't open the window! There's no cat outside! It's a serial killer!]

" Whoa! Is Aunt Eva a half-witch? Witches are hot! "This is our daughter, Carina." She pointed to the beautiful lady next to Aunt Amor. "This is my twin, Flame, and her wife, Amber, with their twins, Blaze and Flare." Flame, the redhead, was also beautiful. Such beautiful genetics. The names of their children are quite nice. "Flame is the general of Serenity, and Amber was a human until she mated with Flame." Wh-what? Amber? I looked closely at Amber's face. And even though I haven't seen her for a long time, I still know who she is.

Mafia’s maid It was late afternoon, sun was about to go and She was standing in front of a pub alone with just few pieces of information. Jeremy sends her to find out the person who was stealing his drug consignments.given by the guard, contained three photographs with the information regarding the stolen consignments. With shaky feet she gets out of the car and started approaching the entrance of the pub which was filled with neon lights and smell of alcohol was strong in air.

Master Adonis’s Maid Chapter 17 It was late afternoon; She stood alone in front of the pub with a few pieces of information. Adonis was excited to her to find out the person who was stealing his drug consignments. He knew who did it, but he was excited to watch her. He was enjoying toying with her around on his fingertips. The envelope given by the guard contained three photographs with information regarding the stolen consignments. With shaky feet, she got out of the car and started approaching the entrance. There was a strong smell of alcohol and neon lights in the pub.

Behind them stood three elders: A scarred woman with braided silver hair. A tall man with black eyes that didn't blink. And a third — shorter, rounder, with a wolf's patience carved into his face. All three stared at Charlie. The silver-haired woman stepped forward. "So," she said, voice sharp as frost. "The Unwritten stands in our valley." Charlie swallowed. "Hi. Uh. Sorry for— existing?" Matthew moved closer to her, ready to draw steel. Lysander shifted in front of her in one smooth, subtle motion. "Elder Maera. You will not address her with hostility."

she and Ms Jane shares the same room. "Wait and see Eve, I will make sure I send you out of this castle by all means." Helen thought. She was planning to get her out of the castle and she knew that the prince is the only choice she have but she did not understand why the head maid was so adamant about making her one of the king's maid. The next morning. The maids are already awake to start their new day, Eve also woke up early to avoid any embarrassment from the head maid. She got ready and waited for the head maid to come, but she did not expect who she saw.

Two paths stretched before her: to the right, a narrow, shadowed track; to the left, a wide sunlit road heavy with fruit. She sneered at the right-hand path, dismissing it without thought. The left road shone with promise. “I’m sure the little maid took the dull road,” she scoffed. “Of course she did—someone like her would never recognize value. But I, Rhea, am not so blind.” She strutted onto the left path. At first it was everything she’d hoped—bright, airy, lined with fruit-laden trees. She feasted greedily, stuffing herself with bananas, until at last she pressed on.

#ExposeMadamBuenavista My mother experienced abuse from that rich demon. My mother is a masseuse and was once summoned to their mansion to massage the demon. After the massage, she complained that my mother's hands were too heavy, and then suddenly took my mother to their basement and hit her with a wooden stick, claiming that it was so my mother could experience the pain she felt. You have no heart! You deserve to be burned in hell! #ExposeMadamBuenavista

“Lady Adina. There are new workers wanting to join the palace in the position of maids. Do you want me to bring them for the interview?” a woman dressed professionally in a maid uniform stands carefully beside the sofa chair, her eyes buried down to the marble floor. While Adina sits patiently on the sofa chair, her hands wander around the fruit bowl, she clasps the grape in her hand, twirling it into her mouth. Raising a question, she speaks with, “what does it have to do with me, Maria? I don’t handle this business -” Walking past by the corridor is Ferguson, he stops to listen to the conversation. When his sister politely refuses to collaborate on the working stuff, he sighs deeply. He st

“You can never be so sure but let me hear what you have to say. I'm listening.” Cornelius focused on him as he drank his last drop of tea. What could he possibly want? “Mia Winston. The daughter of Gabriel Wimston and the last Lunar Witch, she's becoming a huge problem to me and my affairs. She's standing in the way of a lot of things I want and I can not deal with it. She's just a child and yet, I can't get through to her. I know how much you crave to have what she has and take it away. I also want that too. If we refuse to stop her, she will grow wings, spread them and fly high above our reach and then when we want to do something about her, it would be too late.”