Overlord Maids Novels & Stories

“Be careful, what if someone goes to tell her?” Zelda laughed “No one will do that. That is our code. We maids stand by each other. The ones who stay behind do it willingly, since he settles them handsomely with money and gifts. But still I want us to hurry. The days he meets plenty maids here, he makes his pick. You can see everyone is hurrying up” The maids sent her a nod here and there and began to file out. Zelda began sponging her before she even had the chance to remove her soiled clothes.

e addresses the ladies of his family, "Do you guys mind if I steal my fiancée for a while?" Both Lora and Scarlet force a smile as Dominic and Elizabeth turn to walk away. As they move away, Lora and Scarlet continue whispering until Mrs. Johnson passes by. Lora seizes the opportunity to inquire, "Do you happen to know Elizabeth?" Mrs. Johnson takes a deep breath, prepared to reveal the truth. "Yes, she has been hired as a maid at the chalet." Scarlet and Lora stand astonished, exchanging horrified looks. The revelation shatters their assumptions and raises questions about Elizabeth's true identity and her relationship with Dominic.

Miranda explained. Onora nodded, repeating the words slowly so she wouldn’t stutter when punishing the maids for their crime—for mocking a maid just like them. They entered a room filled with maids. “Good morning, my lady,” they bowed, their voices filled with respect. “Start,” Onora said. Miranda pointed at a maid with her index finger. “On your knees till I free you,” Onora commanded, her voice cold. “Please… what is my offense?” the maid asked. She dared ask.

seasonings are. Why did the Alpha choose to punish me like this! You all are useless!" Dina lamented, insulting and complaining about the three maids in the kitchen with us. The situation wasn't making sense until I took a sneak peek at the three maids in the kitchen. My mouth dropped open when I saw that the supposed old maids weren't old at all. In fact, they look too young to be chefs or kitchen maids. I wanted to ask questions but I figured I would know if I listen closely to Dina's tirade. It was only a matter of time before she spewed everything I needed to know. And I was right but the problem is, if I had listened to the other maid's gossip I wouldn't have had to pretend that my leg

Two maids stepped forward, keeping their heads bowed. " Good morning, your majesty. My name is Olivia and I would be serving you from now onwards!" She announced, her voice bubbly. Maya nodded, a gentle smile on her face before turning to the next one. "My name is Claire and I would serving from now onwards." The second replied. She seemed a lot calmer, her expression soft. " Then I would be in your care." Maya replied somewhat stiffly. She didn't like the idea of maids following her around since she didn't have a good experience with them but it's not like she can refuse them anyway. Besides, this isn't her kingdom and duty demands it.

A maid had come with food. “Good morning, ma'am. Your breakfast,” the maid said. Olive blinked repeatedly at the food, the maid and the now shut door. She nodded and the maid walked to the small table to drop the tray. A knack by Olive on her neck after dropping the tray, rendered her unconscious and she fell to the floor.

We slowed. A group of maids stood near the washing troughs, buckets and brushes in hand. At the center of them was Veronica the former mistress of the pack now drenched in dirty water, scrubbing the floor with trembling hands. Her maid, was on the other side of the yard, equally humiliated. The head maid, a large woman named Doris, stood over them with a wooden bucket in her hand. “You missed a spot,” she barked, then tipped the bucket, splashing another wave of water across the stones — and over Veronica’s dress.

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

The aroma of whatever he made filled my nostrils as I stood in the kitchen and waited for him to acknowledge my presence. “It’s not even morning, Homer,” he grumbled and then faced the stove to continue. A young woman came into the kitchen holding a bucket and mop and wearing a maid uniform. “Stella, could you also mop the office?” Dominic softened his voice when he spoke to the random woman “Okay, sir.” she nodded and walked away. “Stella is also a maid. She has been a maid for a very long time now, and she does a very good job.” Dominic said, “Don’t make me pick her over you.” he continued in a lower voice.

"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