Nanny Diaries Book Novels & Stories

And we make love like before. I woke up in my nanny’s Silva’s voice. I heard her singing her favourite song while cooking. The smell of garlic fried rice makes me hungry that is why I stand up and pray to start my day. My nanny teaches me to pray before starting my day and pray again before sleeping; that is why I always follow what she taught me. I comb my long, straight black hair. I remember nanny Silva didn’t want to cut my hair because she said my hair was naturally smooth and straight, making me look like a barbie. I brushed my teeth too and hurriedly went downstairs excited like a kid to greet everybody good morning. I saw mama sitting, reading her book while drinking her coffee. I al

Suffocating yet at the same time felt nothing. It was as though her nanny was telling her a story about someone she had never met. Maybe because she and Megan were just four years old when everything in her life began to fall apart or maybe there was something more. She suddenly recalled the unpleasant portion of that story, the one that her nanny swore to never bring up and that she believed she had forgotten. It was when Megan went missing.

“Hey, girl. Yeah, I’m back, for good.” I found Nanny looking at her laptop. Her glasses sat on her nose, and she frowned at the screen. We made up the name and a sad story: single mom, husband ran away and left us. Humans loved sad tales, so it worked every time. It kept questions away. “You’re late!” she said with a fun smile, looking up. “Sorry,” I said, going into the room to change. “School was weird. I’ll tell you later. How was your day?” I asked, pulling on my green apron with the café logo.

The Next Day, 7:59am. The sun emitting from the window, hitting Sylvia's face made her open her eyes. "It's morning" she thought sitting up on the bed, her eyes moved to the wall clock. "There is still time" she thought then she remembered that she was starting her new job as a nanny today. She stood up and took off her clothes heading to the bathroom, she took a warm bath and when she was done m she walked out and went to her closet.

The frustrated George immediately sat on his favorite gray chair and watched his daughter as she comfortably sat on the opposite chair like a queen in a ceremony. "May I know the simple reason you have to send your new Nanny away" Goerge said with a red eye. "Dad, don't scare me like that, I surely do have a reason for sending them away" she said reluctantly, "ohh, please tell me it's one of those your silly reasons like, she packed my lunch pack wrong, she doesn't know my favorite plate, she gave me watermelon instead of pineapple, if it's one of it, I don't want to hear it, give me a tangible reason or I will bring her back now" Goerge said mimicking her attitude and voice whenever she mak

She could feel that word in her bones just by his existence. Ollie cut the staring and brought her eyes down to her dress and cleared her throat. She righted herself and slipped her hands off the post. She pushed a smile on her face, lifted her head and stepped up. She hoped she didn't look as pathetic as she felt. She hoped she didn't look as scared as she felt. They were werewolves, not animals. They wouldn't eat her for dinner any time soon. "Good Morning Mr Bridge," She forced out of lips and pushed her hand out to the man, " I'm Ollie Clan, the nanny,"

I gave my sister a disappointed look. “I know her, Chris. She is a very good friend of mine and I am sure she’s the best candidate for the twins. Please, you must trust me this time or go and keep searching nannies for your kids. I am sure you’ll find one until their graduation day.” Celeste scoffed at me. “Ari, Austin, do you want me to meet the woman you want as your nanny?” I asked my kids, their approval is my first priority. “Yes, Dad! I like the nice lady we met in the café. I want her as my nanny.” Ariel demanded and I looked up at my sister in defeat who was smirking at me.

, Nanny asked in a perplexed tone with her wrinkles showing more. “Thank God! I have 30 mins left, Thank you, Nanny! For waking me up and keeping things from getting ruined. You are the best! !”, she screamed in the air while hurriedly running towards her room at once, climbing 2 stairs at once. Nanny gave her a confused look, she couldn’t find out what she was up to. Nanny shrugged her shoulders and went to the kitchen. Meanwhile, Murphy kept talking to herself, as she was the event planner and the labour too, so she was instructing herself and them obeying her own orders.

One man was wrapped in clingfilm, limbs, body, every part of him, with the exception of his face and the penis rearing out of a gash in the plastic. A stern-faced nanny in a severe grey uniform led in a giant infant wearing a pink frilled frock over a nappy and plastic pants, a matinée jacket, a bib, ankle socks, white bootees and a woolly bonnet. Raquel chucked the child under one of its several chins. ‘And how is Baby Debbie today?’ she cooed. 'She’s been a very naughty girl,' answered Nanny, standing stiffly to attention. ‘She spat her dinner everywhere and nearly fell out of the highchair. I had to pull down her nappy and smack her little botty. And then she wet herself all over the nurs

(Aya’s POV) It was good that I came early because I had the time to meet the nannies and ask about their everyday scenarios. They all said the same thing; it was like hell and crazy, and they were right. I may not be Nanny McPhee, but I could offer them a truce, my chance of saving the sanity of their nannies, including mine.