Murder Drones Maid V Novels & Stories

Well the girl seems nice But I really don't wanna get involved with her She might be a source of joy to Derek and Belinda but maybe not to me. I went to the living room and sat on my long cushion facing the TV. I was using my phone and didn't concentrate on the TV at all. I was frightened when my door opened suddenly. I looked over and saw a maid lying face down. Me: jeez She sat up and rubbed her head then looked around Maid : whoahh, so Blue. I love it Me: excuse me I guess she didn't see me there cause she got startled, screamed and crawled back on her butt.

Mafia’s Maid As usual Ashley was preparing his breakfast in the kitchen; she decided to cook a few pancakes and decorated it with strawberries and blueberries. She was in a hurry as her schedule was changed a bit after yesterday as he announced to her that she was going to be an assassin. She was scared a lot hearing him but his kisses over her shoulder made her forget the meaning of that word and agreed like a good slave she was.

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 just shrugged at their reaction and went to the kitchen because I was really thirsty. Just when I was about to enter the kitchen door, horror filled me when I saw this maid who was about to stab me. The maid looks familiar. And based on her height, she looks like she is the one I saw yesterday who did not even bother to face me when I asked her to prepare food for us.

Another maid came with a fresh dress for her and a water-filled bowel for a sponge bath, then his gaze landed over her dress, which was also filled with blood stains. He was blaming himself for her state for pushing her limits without knowing them, but murdering someone was the initial stage of becoming an assassin for him. He knew he did the right thing, but failed to understand killing is not something in her daily routine. Maid didn’t dare to step towards her and just stood behind him holding all the material. When his gaze didn’t leave a bit from Ashley, she put it on the table and went out, closing the door behind her. He got up from bed and came back with the tray.

With a smile on my face, I gave her back the paper. "I don’t need maids! How many times do I need to tell you?" As I entered their main house, a cold shout from a tall guy welcomed me. "She’s the 90th maid that we hired, and we are deadly sure that she’ll be your last maid. Be good to her, Blaze!" The guy they called Blaze fixed his gaze on me. He raised one eyebrow and then smirked. Blaze? "Really? How did this ugly creature enter our clean house? Are you not scared that she might have any dangerous diseases?"

' I added. 'I will never regret seeing that girl for what she is. Just a clueless fuck for me and you. And of course a stupid house maid. ' Just as he spoke the last words, the door opened and Ava stepped in. She looked straight at Bryson just as a tear dropped. He was totally fucked.

He snaps, annoyed. What happened to him suddenly? God, his mood swings are so unpredictable. “Leave.” He shouts, and I flinch, disappearing within a second. Please, God, protect me from this unpredictable creature. *** At night, as I enter Master’s room, I bump into a maid. She hastily conceals something behind her back. Did she steal something from Master’s room? As she prepares to leave, I step in front of her, and my eyes widen in shock. She’s holding Master’s watch in her hand.

What can she expect from the mafia? "This is a new type; the price is cheaper, but it's more deadly," said one of the men to Mark. Mark nodded his head slowly. He then continued to tour the warehouse with the others, while Melody just kept following wherever they went. Even though Mark had asked Melody to just wait in the very comfortable waiting room, Melody didn't want to do it. She was worried that someone might suddenly shoot her and that no one could help her. Oh, that's so awful. So, it was better to follow Mark wherever he went.

The display showed a message, "Greetings, werewolves. I am your ally and bringer of information." My father exchanged a glance with me, and I could see the curiosity in his eyes. "Ally?" he questioned. "Yes, I am an advanced AI drone programmed to assist those in need," the drone replied. "I have information about the young woman you seek, Annabelle." My heart quickened at the mention of her name. "Tell us," I urged, my voice tinged with hope and concern. The drone's holographic display showed a map, highlighting a location in Greece. "Annabelle is being held captive by a wicked Vampire Queen in her lair, located in the depths of these ancient ruins," it announced.