Misaki Stairs Novels & Stories

He returned his eyes to his friend and asked what was unclear to him. "Were the maids mopping the floor when she was passing? I mean was the floor wet cause her head broke pretty bad." "The maids..." Maverick started and then he paused. That's true. The stairs weren't wet when he came down the stairs. He didn't see any bucket or mop around the scene. There definitely wasn't a leakage anywhere near the stairs. "Thinking about it now, something is actually fishy. The stairs weren't wet." "No? Then someone pushed her?"

High time it stops festering the past hurt and starts healing. Climbing one flight of stairs, Maahi came up to another thick oak door, the only one on that floor. Before she could even reach the landing, it opened, and imposing figure of Samar appeared in the frame. He was smiling slightly, but the smile could not hide the tension lurking beneath. Good, that makes two of them. Maahi returned the gesture with a small smile of her own. Silently, he moved to the side, and as quietly Maahi entered his home.

She took me to look in there, with her. I lifted my head, I couldn't believe this crazy thing. "Yeah, you're right." I look at Mizu, and I smile at her, because her idea has worked. "Why is there a ladder here?" "Because the stairs are to reach the water tank on the rooftop. More specifically, on the 6th floor." Mizu said, explaining. "I didn't imagine there was a staircase behind this stage." said Adnan behind us. "I saw that too when I walked in here." I added.

She nods and looks at me. "This way, ma'am" she said before leading me towards the stairs. Climbing this stairs was another thing. I've honestly never climbed something like this before. My heart was beating, I was sweating really bad. We took a lot of time before we got to the top stairs, I started heaving heavily. "That was..... something" I said before letting the maid know she can proceed. All the room doors where colored.....it reminded me of squid game season two. Or is it?

Chapter 17 Missy was skeptical about her expectations about him, it’s hazy and she should just stop thinking he is going to change all of a sudden. He led the way, walking the both of them down the length stairs made with silver plate that glints under the night shunning some sparkles. Missy dragged from behind him, in a languid motion, seeming burned out with her skittish feet stepping from behind down the stairs. The tiled floor got closer the more steps they descend from and soon they were walking on a tiled floor.

I said and she nodded before laughing. “I acted like a mad woman.” She mumbled and leaned back on the bed which I will aso accept. I sat back on it before thinking what to do regarding this revenge plan of hers and this attraction of ours. *Maheshwari Pov* I stood before the elevator for a second and immediately walked to the stairs before climbing them. I stopped after some time feeling tired, but I continued within a minute and reached the needed floor. “Ms. Maha! Why are you climbing the stairs? Is elevator not working?” hearing the words I gave a small scream, but calmed down when I saw that it is Manjula Madam.

Tammy: The man pulled me up the stairs to a hallway. He opened the first door he came across and we got in. It was a room with a bed in the corner, dressed with white beddings. There was a nightstand by it with a lamp on it. The walls were black, free of paintings and any other decorations. There was a white couch in one corner of the room. The grey curtains covering the window matched with the grey rug covering the floor. It had a cool appearance and I liked it.

I wonder why her left hand is behind her She got two steps ahead of me and bowed her head Blue: good evening sir I didn't reply Just stared at her She lifted up her face and looked at me. Our eyes met and she instantly brought her face down Me : how are you doing Blue Maid? Blue smiled Me : I hope you're okay if I call you Blue Maid? Blue : yes sir, it's okay I smiled and climbed up the stairs, she shifted and stood very close to the railing creating enough distance for me to pass. Her left hand was still behind her, and her right hand tucked her hair behind her ear and stayed there.

“He’s out of his mind.” Yet, despite her reservations, she changed into the clothes. They fit like they were custom-made for her. Too well, in fact. The perfect fit only deepened her embarrassment. As she stepped out of her room, she encountered two unfamiliar staff members awaiting her in the hallway. “Miss Mark,” one of them said with a polite smile. “We’re here to help with your hair.” “Uh.....my what? No, no thanks,” she said, instinctively taking a step back.

She clears her throat briefly before asking, “Care for tea?” She never really had breakfast at home so most of her mugs were located at the top cupboard of her kitchen. She hurriedly places a mini stool in front of her and climbs it, while trying to reach for two mugs. Height wise, Anna was average and Josh had often teased her about it every time he carried her and had her wrap her legs round his waist. Anna suspected the heavens were not in her favor today as she loses her balance on the stool. Before she could fall, she feels a firm grip on both sides of her waist, when she’s lifted up swiftly and placed on the ground.