More Hands Maids Novels & Stories

Amanda howled, flapping her hands like a distressed chicken. The maids scrambled, climbing over each other like terrified puppies—tripping, sliding, bumping heads. “LUNA I’M SORRY!” “IT WAS AN ACCIDENT!” But every time they tried to push themselves up, they fell again—right back onto Amanda. Amanda’s horror peaked. “This is a NIGHTMARE!! I took a whole BATH to remove ONE maid touch and NOW—NOW I’m being SMOTHERED by FOUR OF YOU AT ONCE!! MOVE!! MOOOOOVE AWAY FROM MEEEE!!!”

screamed Madam Queenie Qamra, having really gone off her head, being really and really rebellious under the obstruction from some of her maids. Madam Queenie Qamra swung her wood wand to the maids surrounding her. Her maids screamed to the top of their terrors and fell off to the garden ground. Feeling the terrible and horrifying pain on their stomachs and chests, the maids couldn’t stand in their full balance again. “Run away, Mr. Erito!” shouted the maids lying helplessly on the ground. “Run away! Run away, Mr. Erito!” shouted the other maids.

The other maids froze in horror, helpless as their colleague writhed in pain. “Do as I say!” Sandra’s voice thundered. “I—I will obey!” the maid gasped, breaking under the agony. “Good. By the time I return, everything will be to my taste—or every one of you will regret it.” Sandra released her grip with a shove. The maids bowed low, trembling, and chorused in unison: “Yes, my lady.” Sandra swept out with her entourage, her heels clicking, her head held arrogantly high. But just beyond the doorway, whispers pricked her ears.

Whilst some maids should also ensure they clean the palace and ensure everything is in order," alpha Rohan ordered. The maids exchanges meaningful glances with themselves whilst some grumbled in their head about the works they are going to do. "The guards and swordsmen should wait whilst the maids should leave," alpha Rohan ordered. Immediately, the maids dispersed from the front of the throne room and the ones that were left were the swordsmen and guards. They were murmurs in the hallway as the maids all head to the kitchen. "I'm so happy there is going to be a part today,"A maid gushed jumping happily and all eyes turned towards her. "That is nothing like enjoyment bitch, it means more wor

In Love With The Maid Onyido, Joy Ijeoma THE MAID SERIES (Book 1) This novel is a work of fiction. Any references to historical events, to real people, living or dead; or to real locales are intended to give the fiction a sense of reality and authenticity. Names, characters, places and incidents either are products of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously and their resemblance, if any, to real-life counterparts is entirely coincidental. DEDICATION

I looked closely at the paper and when I looked at the back of the paper, there was a number on it. How can I call this number, I don’t have a phone anymore? Well, there’s nothing wrong if I’ll try, right? But how can a maid’s salary be 50k per month? Impossible. I mean, maybe it is possible if the person who’s looking for a maid is rich. I look at the two girls who are just near to me. As I can see, they’re holding the same paper as mine. “Look at this! They’re looking for a maid, the salary is 50k--“

Kayla looked like she was beginning to breathe properly now so I turned back to look at the disrespectful maid who was also an actress now. “The Naí Lord Luna summons you to her Chambers immediately, my Queen.” The maid said. “Are you not my mother’s handmaid?” I asked, realizing I frequently see her in my mum’s Chambers. Handmaids were maids who were closer to their masters or mistresses more than any other maid. It’s a bit like mine and Andrea’s relationship except that ours is more passional. Andrea’s more than a handmaid to me. “Yes, my Queen.” She bowed. I checked for the time and realized the day had gone very dark. It was really late. My mum should be resting by this time and not tryi

Jane's hand. Mrs.Jane: "AH!" moans in pain. Aubrey: "And remember, if you try to raise your hand on me, I swear your hand will not be saved at all." Aubrey pushed Mrs.Jane away from herself. The color of Mrs.Jane's face drained out. Grandma: "It seems that the bird's wings have been cut off, but it has not yet forgotten to flap." An orotund voice echoes in the wedding hall. Aubrey's chin is up and her shoulder is back.

Be competent but not exceptional. "Today's assignments," Mrs. Chen continued, pulling up a schedule on her tablet. "The main house needs a thorough cleaning Mr. Blackwood has a business dinner here tomorrow evening and everything must be perfect. Sarah, you'll be working with Lucy on the first-floor public spaces. James will brief you both on specific requirements."

Maids quickly cleaned the room and Vincent gave them clothes to clean and change her into. The trio turned around and tried to busy themselves with something or anything which will help them to distract themselves. They couldn't leave the room not wanting to leave their mate alone with maids. The maid stepped forward to take off her clothes but when she tried to touch her the maid was thrown away from her with such a force that she landed on the floor with a bone cracking voice. A high pitched scream left from her throat when an unbearable pain exploded in her hand from which she tried to touch their mate.