Surviving As An Obsessive Servant Novels & Stories

In a weird way I feel he eats their organs. “What’s going on?!.” Rebecca whispered. As old as she was she had never experienced such a thing, she was a pure Demon royalty, pampered till she became rotten and devious . Her father and brothers never let her see such a thing to them she is still a baby they must protect her till her suture comes to marry her off!, how dumb. My memory went back to the first time I had seen such a thing. I was just Ten……. ^^^

But don't worry I will find those ba****** and I will smash their heads. '''Right now you need to take rest and please stop thinking about that...''' '''What did they want in return???? How did you arrange money?????'''' he was thinking that they called me for money and I decided to not tell him anything because he was already mad at them and in that condition he wasn't capable of anything.. '''I managed whatever they ask... Now,, stop asking too many questions... I have to call the nurse... you are alright now... come on.. take some rest...'''

Not just any servant will do. Servants always feel small. I need someone who thinks she’s better than me. Take her down a peg or two. “Ollie!” I scream. “Get here and clean this!” One of the servants comes nearer to clean, but I shove them away. “Only Ollie can clean this!” Behind me, my brothers watch with severe expressions. With a sigh, Conrad tells the servant, “Do as she says.” Ollie’s POV

"And what does serving Dante require?" The girl stared. No answer. "Obedience," Isabella said. "Violence when commanded. Survival. Protection. Function." She looked at the girl. "Say it. I obey. I survive. I protect." "I obey. I survive. I protect." "Good. These are your pillars. The foundation of your service." Isabella turned to Atlas. "Your turn. Train with her. Hand-to-hand. But today—today I want you to push her. Really push her. See how far she'll go. How hard she'll fight."

Three days. Three. Miserable. Days. That’s how long I’ve been stuck in this marble coffin they call a palace, scrubbing floors that never get dirty, serving creatures who could end me with a flick of their wrist, and pretending I don’t hear the whispers. “That’s her, the hybrid one.” “How is she still alive?” “She must have bewitched them.” The servants don’t even try to hide their disgust anymore. I hear them when I pass the hallways, see the way they press themselves against the walls as if my very presence might stain them.

"Your duties are simple. You will serve me personally. Bring my meals, pour my wine, attend to my needs. You will sleep in the servants' quarters with the other slaves. You will work when I command it and rest only when I allow it." "And if I refuse?" "Then I'll make you watch while I execute one of your fellow survivors. Every single day you disobey, another one dies." His smile was gentle, almost kind. It made my skin crawl. "I have three left. That's three days of defiance you can afford. After that..." He shrugged. "Well, I suppose we'll have to get creative." A man emerged from the shadows beside the throne, tall, thin, with eyes like a snake. He moved wrong, too fluid, too graceful. He

Everything pointed to someone who had been there from the very beginning. Whoever this new enemy was they were not just watching us. They were inside our lives again. And they wanted us to know that the obsession was far from over. As I listened to Mia’s scared breathing on the phone I looked at John. His eyes met mine with the same fierce determination I had come to love. We had survived Kane. We would survive this too. But the shadows were growing longer once again and this time they seemed to know every move we would make before we made it.

“Childe Yang! Do you want to buy some jade?” He realised he was standing in the middle of the street. Much like an old-costume history drama. Ones where the villagers were dressed in old hanfu clothing. He felt lost. Almost as if he doesn’t belong in this world. Then he saw a young man rushing towards him and calling him “Young Master! Childe!” He inhaled and exhaled heavily, like he had ran a marathon, he catch his breath and said, “I almost lost you.” Somehow he knew that this young man was a servant of some sort. The servant kept calling him ‘Young Master’ or sometimes even ‘Childe’.

"Dhruv... Get up now. I know you are awakening. Get up... I am gonna spill this water on you." Still no response. So I splashed water from the glass on his face and he got up immediately with so much anger. "What the hell??? Are you out of your mind?? Are you mad?? What did you do??" "I warned you to get up but you weren't listening." "So, this is how you try to wake up people?? You are a freak. " "Yeah, I know that. Please, I am hungry. Get me something to eat." "Oh really??? Why are you expecting this from me?? I am not your servant... I am not going anywhere. Now, go to sleep. I have to go to the office tomorrow and you disturbed me from my sleep."

They were so strict. Again with this rule . It’s not like she was dying to go to his quarters . “Aren’t you a little curious as to how am I his wife “ Lilian asked them “ No we are not!. We try our best to stay out of the young master’s affairs . Beside you wouldn’t be the first lady he was brought home as his wife “ The woman spoke mockingly. Lilian could admit she was both stunned and confused but before she could find out further what other wife , they couple turned to leave .