Neko Maids Novels & Stories

"Your uniforms. You'll get three rotate them for laundry. Mrs. Chen is super strict about appearance, so make sure everything is always pressed and perfect." Aria unzipped the bag and pulled out the uniform. Classic maid attire black dress with white trim, modest neckline, hem that hit just below the knee. Professional. Anonymous. Exactly what she needed. She changed quickly while Lucy kept up her commentary. "So the main thing you need to know is that there are like, unofficial rules on top of the official ones. Like, never go to the third floor unless Mr. Blackwood specifically asks for you that's his private space and he's really weird about it. And don't let James catch you breaking any

My eyes stared into his dark orbs, a smile on our faces. The sound of the shuffling feet stopped at the foot of the stairs, the drastically beating heartbeat accelerated more than it was already. Oh no… there's a visitor and he's going to see me naked. The owner of the thumping heart cried internally. His prey was forcefully shoved forward by the maid with her. All the while, my eyes were still on Kane. "She's here. My newest pet". He announced, breaking away from the staring contest, eyes fixed on the approaching girl. The maid was gone.

I wiped the tears from my over-sized glasses. I made my breakfast and waited for Agnes and Halley to come in. "Good morning, Emma. Well, today is the day that the real work begins. Mr. Hollen instructed me last night to let you know how we do things around here," Agnes said as she moved to make her breakfast. "Every maid has her own room and should keep it tidy at all times. He doesn't invade our personal space, but we must remember this isn't our house. It's his. Mr. Hollen has us assigned for special things. For instance, I'm the chef and in charge of the kitchen. If anything goes wrong with his food, it's my behind the grill. Halley is responsible for the cleaning and tidying, and you're

She stated. “So, Mientras Estamos saliendo, sigo siendo tu sirvienta o consigo un reemplazo ( While we're dating, will I still be your maid or you'd get a replacement )?" She inquired. “I was thinking about that, you're no more the maid. The new one would start tomorrow, and then you become the caretaker. You run the affairs of my home, my home is your office." He told her as he leaned in for a kiss.

angrily shouted the man, not that Kuroka minded, a smile still placed on her face. "Haha, even your breath smells like shit! You are truly a disgrace to society!" Kuroka not only insulted the man yet again, but this time she even laughed in his face. Further pissing off the man, his face grew red with anger, shoving the woman so he could attack Kuroka. "You annoying little bitch! I'll teach you a lesson for insulting me!" shouted the man. Right before he could even land an attack on Kuroka, a swift and elegant kick from the dark-haired Neko maid sent the man flying across the street, where his body slammed into a wall, knocking him instantly unconscious.

(Madam Reanga) A new customer, Madam Reanga comes and placed her order, which Old Mento went straight to prepare them. Mamda Reanga is a Demi-Human of Cat Clan, her fluffy claw hand and cat ears always wiggling like crazy when she visited the Wet Market. But her words also made everyone nodded in agreements, everyone knew that all Oceanic Foods were premium and luxury, but now they can get it and dine on like no tomorrow, with just a few credits.

Isabella's POV The joy I felt can not be quantified. I sat on my bed, taking in all the changes in here. I'm just a maid, how can I have such a lovely room? I know I said yes to being Nate's girl but still, my job description in this house is for me to be a maid. I wonder what I have done or what it was that I'm doing at this moment of my life that made me deserve this. This is a little too much I must say.

"I personally visited every single noble household on that list to find the woman I had danced with. One of the addresses listed a 'Lady Laura' under the House of Clinico. But when I arrived at that estate and asked for Lady Laura or the masked queen, the family looked at me like I was insane. They told me explicitly that no such noblewoman lived there—that the only Laura they ever knew was a girl who worked as a maid in their house years ago." ​I stared at him in utter disbelief. "So she has been forging her identity all along... taking the name of her former employers' house to lie to outside nobility and pretend she is highborn." ​"Precisely," Lucian said, his jaw tightening as he stared

But she swallowed it down, and turned her gaze to the screen. “That's a woman.” “We’re aware,” Nico said. Rea’s gaze slid to the chess box. “And that is not a woman.” “It's a chess piece. Your contribution is invaluable,” Nero said blandly. She rolled her eyes, then sobered. “Well, it might interest you to know that Marena’s been complaining to anyone with ears that she can’t find her red stilettos. She was slavedriving the maids to find it when I walked in on them earlier. The heels, the ones she calls her ‘killers.’” Rea’s mouth hooked, humorless. “Thought you’d enjoy the poetry.”

The young nurse was still in the room, pretending to busy herself with something near the door. That night I lay in the hospital bed and stared at the ceiling and thought about how Cain hadn't done a single thing after finding out what happened to me and to our pups. No text. No call. Nothing. What I got instead were notifications. Celeste had posted. A photo. The Moon Goddess Festival only came once a year. Every pack in the territory gathered under the full moon for it, offering prayers, lighting the sacred bonfires, letting the pups run their first shift if they were old enough. It was supposed to be the most sacred night in a werewolf's calendar. The night the Moon Goddess herself was sa