Maude Green Novels & Stories

Speaking of, where is Sephie? “Can I ask some questions?” Mauve sounds groggy as she lifts her eye to Danaia. “Of course, dear but first, would you like some water?” “Sure”. Mauve realizes she was thirsty and a glass of water is what she needs. Danaia pours some water on the glass next to Mauve’s bed. She hands it to Mauve who is ready to gulp it down. As soon as she finishes, Mauve places back the glass and turns to Dania who looks very pleased.

Before Marcus could answer, a new voice cut through the morning air. "Maybe I can help with that." We both turned to see a figure emerging from the shadows between the trees. Auburn hair, kind eyes, wearing a simple green dress that seemed to shimmer in the sunlight. I recognized her immediately. "Maeve," I said, my voice tight with suspicion. "The transfer student." "Among other things," she replied, stepping closer to the barrier. For just a moment, her gaze lingered on the cursed forest behind me, and I caught her lips moving silently, forming words I couldn't hear.

He was gorgeous. Devastatingly, unfairly gorgeous. Long silver hair that cascaded past his shoulders in waves that caught the lamplight. Sharp cheekbones, full lips, and eyes—gods, his eyes. Emerald green, so bright they almost glowed. And they were looking directly at me. "Ah." The Alpha stood. "Speak of the devil. Come here son…meet your new maid." The silver-haired man descended the stairs his eyers still fgixed on me. Up close, he was even more beautiful—and more unsettling. There was something in those green eyes. Something that contradicted everything I'd heard about a timid, broken boy.

“Choked on my drink, that’s all.” “Careful. Don’t spill anything on the carpet,” I said. He scowled. “Funny.” They must have felt the tense energy between us, so Alex interrupted. “How is your new product going, Amanda?” “I am still working on it. I promise that this time it won’t fail. I am hoping to go somewhere tomorrow and get one last ingredient.” He was puzzled. “I thought you received it this morning.” “It’s a last-minute thing. I already called the place and Diego has agreed to come, right Diego?” I turned to him. His eyes bulged out of his face.

All she feared was the welfare of that red-haired grandchild who looked so much like her. ‘Maddie!’ she heard the fear in her grandmother's voice, but there was only a sense of peace in her. She just had to do what she felt she had to do inside her. Maddie, with the strength of Rudha the tree goddess, sighed deeply and took back the green strength. Slowly it was reabsorbed into her body. Rudha became Maddie again who walked towards Raven and with a gesture of her hand made sure that he landed neatly on his legs.

“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

Just merely seeing that little smelly creature makes me feel like I'm going to die. "That's what I'm trying to do, ma'am," said the maid, who now had one hand on my waist. I squeezed myself against her chest. She is taller than I am, maybe only two inches. I was really stunned by the beauty of her voice, but my fear of rats was more dominant, so I was still very scared. In fairness, the maid smells so good. I can feel the strength of her arm too. I feel like she can protect me anytime I need it. I am really feeling the moment. So, I came up with a good idea.

Jake asked in an obviously impolite manner, his question was followed by a string of murmurs from the individual seated. What meds? Did Jones Jackson do drugs? Maria thought, still observing the tense air that lingered. Now her curiosity was spiked. She observed as Jackson tightened his fists and his eyes narrowed. "Jake-" Natasha warned, "let's talk about something else. Albert isn't here too, on such an important day like this," Albert Macaulay, the iconic producer. Maria had hoped to see him too. "Imagine if Raid role had a new sequel," Cornelia Jenkins said from her seat. She played the role of Audrey in the movie.