Neko Maid Novels & Stories

-- Alicia's golden eyes meet another pair of big round yellow eyes. "Hi! I'm Rin." he said and slightly tilted his head to see the people lying on the ground. Nero looks at the spirit guardian that appears in front of him. The cat is color white and has yellowish eyes. It smiles at them making him feel at ease. "Hmm, You must be Alicia." He said again then smiled widely. "Hi. I'm Alicia Forbe." she said in a small voice. "I'm Nero." he said in a plain voice.

Eleven years ago, At Ibaraki Prefecture High School Akira Kaneko, a sixteen-year-old high school student, possessed a unique beauty with her short black hair, round gray eyes, and lovely brown complexion. With a sharp nose and standing at approximately 152 cm, her friends affectionately called her “Chibi,” a Japanese word for small. She was a hardworking student who cherished self-love but was delicate in matters of the heart.

neo:- we got the card, and I know you have created those stars with that card too, with our card we can know your location and star too. neo can only see the location of the star, do you have a plan to win this game Leo:- let's have a fight and let the best party win, I can not fight you, but you have to defeat her if you want to have a star. no:- if that you want, a pure dual then that is what you going to get, so don't get scared, when we going to rape you, after you lose. Leo:- it is possible because there is no one to protect us.

Does she have to clean the house, cook and do other household chores? Melody's mind was immediately preoccupied with thoughts about the word maid that Mark said. "I'm not good at cooking, but I can do other housework," said Melody innocently. "What do you mean?" asked Mark confused. "You want me to be your maid, right? I can do anything but cook," Melody said while wiping away the remaining tears on her cheeks. "You idiot, you think I'm going to ask you to be my maid?" asked Mark with his eyes wide open.

What a cranky lycan king. Just seconds into my tossing and turning, I heard a knock on the door again. “Lady Nex. Are you awake?” came an unfamiliar voice. Curiosity took over me then, as I went to answer, where a maid around my age was standing there. “A pleasure to meet you, Lady Nex,” she greeted with a bow. “I am Lorelei of the Redwood Pack. I have been asked to be your personal maid.” I became shocked by her identity. “’Redwood’? As in, the pack who is neighbors with the Downfall Pack?”

My fingers brushed through his glossy fur and said hello. “Now that my four favorite souls are here,” Selene said as she appeared in front of us. “I have brought you here for an important reason. First and foremost, it is great to officially meet you Maddox. I would like to invite both you and Neo to call me Selene just as your mates do.” Maddox’s eyes were blown wide when he looked at me. Then he swallowed hard and turned his attention back to Selene, bowing low to her in submission. She just giggled and came over to envelope him in a hug.

A sigh escaped her lips as clucking sounds filled her ears. “I guess I'm always unlucky in every phase of life,” she muttered as she dipped her hand inside the basket in the crook of her arm and sprinkled corn around. “Once a maid, always a maid.” She wiped the sweat from her brow, grimacing at the mess around her. Being punished for being innocent from accusations was just the worst thing but she knew Kalista’s parents wouldn't let her go that easily. Her muscles ached but it was better than facing the people who looked for an opportunity or two to give her snide comments or shoot her unworthy glares. But out here where there was no one, but the chickens who couldn't judge, she could preten

BIG KAI I watched as she stared at the door and the knock came again. I moved my mouse, leading the control panel to the option bar. The door of the room appeared on the screen. Imani's favorite maid, Naomi or whatever the fuck she is called, stood at the door with a tray in her hands that had a covered plate and a full glass of water, waiting for the door to open. Her bandaged arm is always or reminder whenever I look at her. The bitch never ceases to be suspicious.

Each droplet pattered against her sleek black coat, as if urging her forward, reminding her that tonight’s mission awaited no hesitation. Born into the storied Kingsleigh lineage, the neko envoy born as Odessa Kingsleigh now only known simply as Odessa moved with the silent confidence of one who had inherited catlike balance and reflexes honed over countless generations. But unlike her mentor and elder, Lady Ariaelle—whose every step was laden with ancestral protocol—Odessa’s heart beat to a modern drum. She had been raised as both diplomat and warrior, taught to wield etiquette like a blade but never shackled by the weight of outdated tradition. In her veins ran instinct and innovation, a f

Muse Club, a top-tier playground for the wealthy, had been rented out for the night. Sensual lights flickered, and DJ music blared deafeningly. Lucia wore a bachelorette queen's sash and stood in the center of the dance floor, dancing passionately and soaking up the cheers and adoration. "Let's toast to the future Madre!" "The Principessa is so lucky. That Underboss is the most untouchable man in this city, and you still landed him!"