Princess Maid Novels & Stories

I tell her, pulling her bust away from her for a moment. Jennifer begins to tell. "Well. My father is an English entrepreneur. My mother is Arab. I have lived in London all my life, I went to the best private colleges there. My mother is of noble origin. In the family we have noble titles, and I have inherited the title of princess. " "Thing?" I ask amazed. "I don't believe it," I reply. "Would you be a princess?" I continue smiling. "Sure they are." Confirms Jennifer. "Why can't you see?" She asks me smiling.

Or maybe he's still busy to think about finding me. But I'm still his daughter. Didn't he even missed me in the last three months? Or it's just okay with him without me around? But what about Mom? Isn't she informed? I smiled wryly. I know the Harold's will break it with Mom. Maybe she's also busy to even care. I heaved a sigh. I am Siren Mendez. Everybody calls me princess. But this princess here they didn't know. Though I got almost everything I need, yet it's all empty and I'm still lonely.

Rhae chuckled to herself. "I just came here to-" He paused, realising he couldn't disclose that he came here to check on how she was doing. That he couldn't stop thinking about her, about how gorgeous she was. "I came here to brief you on your next assignment as plans have changed. The Princess has gone missing, and we can use this to our advantage. Spies have reported the King has turned into a madman, there is little chance you can seduce him with his daughter missing as well. So your task is to find the Princess, return her to the king as a member of the Amiran guild and convince him to host a celebration ball of his daughter's return. Then at the party, you will convince him to marry you

Prince Michael said as the remaining maids immediately scrambled out of the stables, leaving a sprawled maid, and an unconscious slave behind. The maid, had already concluded in her mind, that she was done for. There was no need begging the prince. Begging the prince might make it worse. She had a clear order, and she disobeyed it. She could only wish, the punishment would be a little mild on her, and not kill her out rightly. “Back to you, what is your name? Prince Michael asked glancing down, at the maid.

As soon as she found the opening, she gripped Caden's hands and ripped them off of her. There was a moment of distraction because of her mom and used that to her advantage to pin him down. He grunted in shock as she twisted his body and brought his back behind his body. She kicked out his knees and once he fell to the ground he tightened her grip and wrapped her free arm around his throat. He twisted his neck and craned it to see her. "Wow, the Princess is tough. Honestly would have never seen it coming." he gave her a smile.

Alicia signaled her maid to bring her something and her maid Nora bought a tiny coin bag and handed it to the maid who was surprised. “Even if you are doing this because of your brother I locked up, that doesn’t mean I can’t be generous to you when you do your job right” The maid bowed in appreciation “Thank you milady” “You can leave” The maid was escorted out “What are you planning to do now after the information, Milady?” Alicia looked at her right hand maid and smiled “Although Althea is royalty which makes her higher in status than me, but she doesn’t have what I have”

Wondering why Dominic could not drink. “But he drinks wine,” I answered “Yeah, even wine. He cannot consume anything alcohol-related. Even wine, we are pushing.” He replied. Why? “Okay, I need you to come here, princess,” Hale said Princess? “And who is princess?” I questioned as I walked up to him “You are.” he chuckled. First, I got Gomez, then I now got princess. They were both determined to not get my name right that night. “Okay, princess, I need you to hold him upright for me,” he said

the maid replied immediately, straightening slightly. Cierra hesitated briefly, her fingers tightening around the plate before she spoke. “Do you know the name of the prince that Yonda is getting married to?” The maid frowned slightly, her brows knitting together as she tried to recall. “I think it’s… Prince Jardine?” she said uncertainly, her lips pressing together. “I can’t remember clearly, but it’s definitely with a J.” Cierra stared at her, confusion flashing across her face, her eyes narrowing slightly. “What do you mean with a J?” she asked, her tone sharpening.

Creed's POV Fabulous. That was the best my brain could do then. She appeared… amazing. Sweat sprinkled across her forehead, a fine sheen flashing on her skin — and that dress. My God, that dress made her a princess from some faraway, unreachable kingdom. A bright, deep red, cinched just so at the waist, flowing out in liquid silk. "You're in the ladies' restroom, Mr. Malcolm," she gasped, breathless, flustered — and outrageously adorable.

“But listen, I do have something for you. An opportunity.” Tessy straightened a little, curiosity pushing past her irritation. “What kind of opportunity?” “I spoke with some people,” Grams began carefully. “There’s a position open. Not charity, not a handout, just work. A maid job. Before you frown…” she lifted a hand, cutting Tessy off, “...hear me out. They already have a head maid. She wants someone trustworthy under her, someone to oversee the basics and keep things in order. You won’t be scrubbing floors all day; there are plenty of servants for that. She just needs someone dependable. Someone like you.”