Princesses's Maid Novels & Stories

Felix's POV "What the hell are you doing here." I lashed out at the maid who was standing naked under the shower. She looked at me with a smile, rubbing her disgusting boobs as she inched closer to me. "I love you, my prince. The princess has gone out for her morning jug and she won't be back anytime soon. I want you to take me and I promise that no words about this would be heard outside." she said, seductively, touching her disgusting and irritating body.

One of the maids asked Cassandra warmly while smiling brightly as she was braiding Cassandra’s long brown hair. “I’m looking forward to it just fine...........I guess I'm excited about it................I don't even know If I should be excited or not......................I see nothing special about being the Crown Princess of our Coven.........You all have been treating me like a Princess all these years,” Cassandra replied the maid warmly while shrugging her shoulders.

The water blocked off any sound from outside and left me with my loud thoughts. I had almost called out to my maids to come help bathe me as I was too weak to do so, but then I remembered that my princess status had been revoked, and so at the same time, the privilege with it. I was not entitled to any maids as I was a maid myself. The irony of it… From the Princess of Winchester to a palace maid- Ridiculous! I can't wait for the day I keep to my words and drive a dagger through his black heart.

I followed her motion without direction. "You learn quickly, my dear," she commended, seemingly pleased with my progress to follow orders. I tilted my head back to look at my fellow maids on the ground, but the queen sensed my motion and declared, "You're a princess now, remember? You don't concern yourself with lowlifes anymore. Do you understand?" "Yes, Your Majesty," I responded hastily. She looked at her personal attendant and ordered, "Clean this all up and find a new head maid. Someone less bothersome."

Princess Madeleine selected two of the maids from a crowd, and placed them beside the two male prisoners. "Now our game is on!" Princess Madeleine enthused, "These two prisoners are going to have an endurance race, and you can tie the ribbons representing their colors on the table to your wrists, whoever you think will win! Now, start picking your stallions!" Madeline finished and selected a red ribbon to tie around her wrist. She held it aloft and motioned for all to follow her choice!

we all murmured at the same time. “The next class are called the Noble Maids and they serve the aristocratic family and key politicians. Above them, are dedicated ladies in waiting to the Honorable Maidens. This class of maids are called Sacred Maids and they work in the Sacred Chambers where the Honorable Maidens live. Lastly, the top tier maids in this entire palace are those that directly serve the king and the three princes, they are called the Royal maids,” Madame Cassandra finally finished explaining.

I sat there silently, memorised every corner , looked threw the windows and saw very very huge number of troops all bowing to him while being deployed, in coordinate moves they go , suddenly he raised his head up where my window was and stared at me , how did he know I was standing already there , I panicked , and took few steps back until his sharp eyes left my sight , the maid entered with very beautiful dress that I have never saw alike for it , like a crystal blue ice , chimmering like diamonds in the morning sunlight , with very wide and open neck , and falling off shoulder design , I loved it right away , but for who . Maid Jewel "our king has ordered you to get dressed and to get prep

SIREN MENDEZ The past three months working as a personal assistant or better-to-say, personal maid, is not bad at all. It's good that I was a fast learner that I cope easily with the environment. The madam taught me to call her 'Madam' and it's just fine with me. I've never called anyone like that before but it's not bad calling her that way since she's an elder. I knew what will happen if those house helpers from the mansion will see me in this kind of situation. They will surely be laughing at me at that time.

The party was about to start. Valentino led Luke and Alessandra to her room. Valentino opened the door and Alessandra squealed in shock. There was a princess ballgown in the middle of the room a shiny tiara on a small table beside it. Luke was shocked upon seeing the dress. It looked like it cost thousands. "Daddy, look! It's a princess gown!" Alessandra exclaimed as she ran to the dress. "Do you like it?" Valentino asked.

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.