My Servant System Novels & Stories

"Not when you haven't even served your purpose here yet. You’re staying right where I can see you." He paused, a nasty, victorious smirk slowly spreading across his handsome face. He looked at me like I was a bug he was about to squash under his boot. "And actually, since you have so much attitude, things are gonna change around here starting right now," he continued, his tone dripping with malice. "You’re gonna serve me. Personally. As of today, you are my personal servant." I blinked, completely frozen. "What?"

She thrust back the medicine pack and coldly said, "First of all, decocting herbs is not my job, and it's time for me to get off work. It's not my turn to work!" "What are you talking about?!" The servant was stunned, eyes wide open. "Are you rebelling against the superiors? You're a servant, but you say it's not your turn to work, eh? Everyone is busy with their work, but why do you have time to rest?!" "Before I came here, I have signed a contract, which clearly says that I don't have to work now. If you feel unhappy, go to the superiors and complain!" "Why does a servant have so many thoughts? They all listen to instructions, don't they!?"

"You're probably one of Young Master's fangirls. If you want to stay here longer, you have to control yourself!" I blinked thrice. Me? A fangirl of someone? Who is she referring to? I didn't bother to ask her who the Young Master is and she proceeded in giving me my first task. Before giving the task, she explained to me about the hierarchy of servants. She introduced me to them first, before the explanation of what their roles are. I met the bodyguards, footmen, kitchen boys, scullery maids, cook/chef, and the housemaids, which I am one of them. Mrs. Cruz introduced me to the head housemaid, who is the senior house maid, Mrs. Jessica Garcia. And her task is to report to the Housekeeper. The

A Servant Werewolf. Servant Werewolves were Full Blood werewolves that served the higher ups in their packs. They were maids or butlers whose main purpose was to serve. Their status was considered similar to the Omegas' if not lower. "The Alpha? Which Alpha?" I questioned, narrowing my eyes in confusion. "Where am I?" I slurred, clutching my throbbing head. "And why does my head ache so much?" I asked in a pained whine. "Alpha Aaron, sir. You're at our pack grounds. I don't truly know why head aches but I can give you some painkillers." He answered, his eyes cast his feet.

He has even killed three servants till now. "Royal Jack." I speak as I reach at an appropriate distance. He turns his gaze towards me and I see his eyes burning in red color. "WHO THE FUCK ARE YOU NOW!?" He shouted at me. I lean my head back a little, he's too loud. "I'm the New Servant Manager." I speak looking at him. He looks at me with an uninterpretable emotion in his eyes. "I'm so-rr-y, Roya-l Jack." The servant speaks.

he words we're now directed to me. "I'm-" raising my head, she was met with a pair of beautiful brown eyes. He has that kind of face that makes you speechless. He has curly black hair, with small stubble laid on his jaw, his lips held up in a smile. He's someone you will call handsome. She felt someone nudge her from the side, which brought her back from her world of thought. His gaze was still fixated on her. "I'm Serena Sir," she said trying to compose herself.

Servant 2 gives the bold idea, his plan to provide further working capital by means of borrowing them to be a guard. "Proceed." Oldman Gao gives permission. "Gather their unconscious body." Servant 1 give order to all member Lao Camp, and make greedy lone Hunter group as servants apprentice, the contract builds by the system, if they betrayed, their brain will blow up immediately, no one can be resisted. "Can I be your slave?" One voice inside the forest, one Mortal stage 6 submit himself, but still hiding, afraid their mistake his intentions. Who provokes Lao Camp will dead he thinks, worry much to be like them.

A cat that swallows more than it can chew chokes on its own ambition. I remembered that day clearly. How livid I was when I heard those words. "Eva, do not do anything you would regret. Let's not forget our place. We are servants, and our purpose is to live and die while serving the king. Do not have any other thoughts." Servants. Servants. That was all I had ever heard my entire life. I was just a servant—someone who could never rise above my rank, someone who could never be more. But did I want to accept that fate?

I was eighteen when I left my pack. I ran away with Stanley, my fated mate. He never gave me a proper mating ceremony. But I loved him. I would have done anything. I watched him build his pack. Become an Alpha. Take over half the territories in the North. The first time we made love, he marked my neck and promised me a grand ceremony. One day. I kept waiting. For over twenty years, I tried to be the perfect Luna for him. Then came my forty-fifth birthday. I thought it was time. Time for that ceremony he promised, in the sacred springs of Starfall Valley. But he had another surprise for me. I found him in our pack’s private hot spring, pinning his dead brother’s mate beneath him. That’s when

I followed her in confusion. “If you think you’re going to lay about all morning while the rest of the staff work, you’d better think again, human,” she told me as we walked. “I’m the housekeeper and a beta. The lowest servants under me are gammas, and you’re not even that. You’ll take on the tasks I have to listen to the others complain about, which will make you useful despite being human.” “That isn’t my job,” I snapped, furious at her treatment. This was exactly what I told Mr. Cavendish I wouldn’t tolerate. “I’m here to—”