Overlord Maids Novels & Stories

the maid bowed, although her speech seemed humble, her gaze contained a trace of arrogance, the two maids glared angrily at each other and Erada shook her head helplessly, there were so many conflicts in the Kingston's mansion that even the maids had thier own share. " I will go and prepare the bath now" the maid headed to the bathroom after she failed to get a response from Erada. " That arrogant girl! Just because she's the eldest master's maid, she dares to look down on me , I know she's only looking for some gossip, that's why she decided to come prepare the bath " Olivia's maid huffed The girl stepped out of the bathroom moments later " Eldest miss I've prepared the bath "

To any sensible person or living creature, the sound of the name of the Overlord was enough to give nightmares. No one dared challenge the greatest warrior both politically, physically and financially. And even otherwise! But then, I was not normal. “Where are we?” I asked the maid, who led me through a maze of winding passages. One could definitely get lost here, I mused as the maid walked on briskly without a word dropping from her lips. "We are here, Miss Hatherleigh!” The maid announced with a bow as we got to an ornately carved oak door.

another maid mocked and they all laughed. Helia, Brient, and Rendall glanced at each other and snickered. The maids were really helping matters. Things were going well. "You good-for-nothing maids," Olivia thundered. "How dare you insult me?" "You'd soon be replaced, old woman," a maid jeered. "Don't feel too full of yourself." "Arghhh!" Olivia yelled. "You would soon face my wrath," she threatened. "What the hell is going on here?"

said one of the maid , her expression rather hideous " its your order , we have been following your orders all along .Its you who wanted to keep the lady as down trodden as possible " " That's right " chimed in another maid " its all because of you that we lost our jobs , you gotta help us !" " And what if I don't ?" said Marge her voice fierce as she glared at the group of maids " What are you gonna do ?" " You don't want to challenge us Marge " said the maid who spoke earlier " If you find help us out ; we will let the Lord know that it was you who ordered us to do so "

I asked, peeping out the window but there was no one outside. “This is strange, it’s never happened before.” Brittney muttered as we both walked out of the bedroom, we saw a few maids having the same problem but there wasn’t a single male guard. “What’s going on?” I heard Brittney ask one of the maids who whined as she tossed her phone into her apron. “I think the Overlord is doing something,” the maid responded, and when her eyes met mine, she subtly bowed with a pleasant respectful smile on her face.

I'm certain that if he continues to cross my path like this, I'll end up forgiving him, and I don't want that. I hurriedly rise from the stairs, pick up my sandal, and dash away from there. Next day, The head managers of the maids gather everyone in the basement. I reach there with Mia. "There is a change in the maids' footwear." The manager, Olivia, announces and takes out a pair of flat shoes from a box behind her. My eyes widen in surprise after seeing this. Did sir change the footwear for my sake? Because last night, he overheard me complaining about the heels. I just can't believe it.

“The house isn’t hard to clean because there are machines to help. The bedsheets, pillowcases, and curtains need to be changed every month. Don’t worry about the garden or the pool outside—there’s someone hired to take care of them. Your job is just to manage the house and take care of our employers.” “Yes, Ma. You said they’re all men? Are they handsome?” She smacked me on the head. “Don’t you dare flirt with them! Remember, you’re just a maid here.” I pouted. “That’s harsh, Ma. I was just asking! Besides, I know my place. Do you really think they’d be interested in me?” She gave me a sharp look, and I grinned innocently. “You’re beautiful and kind, my child. I just don’t want you to get hu

“That’s too easy to verify as false. If Claire goes to find her mother and discovers there’s no emergency, she’ll know someone set her up.” She was right. We sat in frustrated silence for a moment. Then Olive spoke again, hesitantly. “Luna… there’s something I should mention. One of the maids in the main house, her name is Beth. We grew up in the same village before joining the pack. We’ve stayed close over the years.” “And?” I prompted. “And Beth works the upper floors. She sees Claire’s movements, knows her schedule.” Olive looked between us. “If I asked her to keep watch, to let us know when Claire leaves the Alpha’s chambers… she would. She owes me a debt from years ago.”

Maia flipped her hair lazily and smiled. "Ollie, I will be your mummy soon. Are you happy?" "No, you are not my mummy! I only have one mummy, and that is Aunt Catelyn!" Ollie looked past her into the room. The door was left ajar. Ollie pursed his lips, not caring about his lost slipper, and immediately dashed into the room. Maia was shocked. She pulled the door as though trying to cover something up.

Amber hesitated - unsure if the question demanded a reply or was simply a grumble to herself. "A girl," she answered softly. The woman's eyebrows lifted in surprise. "Smart mouth," she sneered. "Too bad that'll be humbled here." Amber frowned, puzzled by the bitterness, but said nothing more. The woman stepped aside and opened the door wide. Amber noticed a packed box standing just inside, an unspoken farewell to the role about to be passed on. "I'm Cressida," the woman said flatly, "ex-maid as of today." Amber blinked. "Wait, you lived here?"