The Housekepper Novels & Stories

I took a seat at the counter before my plate and he served me a glass of water while staring intently at me. Creep. He doesn't say anything as he stood in front of me operating his phone. I ignore him and took just one bite from the food. Jared would be here soon. The thought haunts me. I was half way through the food when Keiran's loyal house keeper who is a werewolf entered from the huge pantry in the kitchen. I stopped eating and stood up. So, she is the one who cooked. "Hi, miss Beverly." I acknowledged her and she quickly smiled at me.

I limped closer to the house and I saw no light shining inside but I heard a voice that I couldn't mistake,it was Paul and his voice sounded frustrated. "We need backup". I heard and I limped closer to the house. "Am telling you that I am the only one alive,James is injured and barely alive. If he doesn't get medical care he will die". Paul spoke in a frustrated tone,even though he was hiding he was still loud when talking on the phone. I think he's trying to bait me or he's actually a scaredy cat that was hiding behind his men. "I thought they were an ordinary family but I was wrong there is a killer amongst them". His voice said again.

Kim mumbled walking into the bathroom to check there. “Have you forgotten that this is my house? You can’t just barge in and start looking for stuff I know nothing about.” He said and she shook her head. “You know something about this. I am not dumb okay?” she said and he smiled. “You are not dumb yet you can’t bring out the pot you claimed to be here. When you are done, you would search the kitchen for my pot. And if that pot gets missing, it would be deducted from your salary.” He said making way for her to move out.

Joe, my driver and bodyguard says, pushing back his chair and rising to his feet. I nod with a warm smile to him and rest of the staff as they finish up their food. Keith and I have quite a small staff, unlike all those wealthy people out there with a lot of staff, when just three people live in the house. For us, it's just Joe, my driver and bodyguard. Alex, Keith's driver and bodyguard. Sarah - the cook, Maria- the housekeeper, Nia- the maid, Zen and Zayne, the security of the house.

She inhaled the fragrance that hovered in the air, as she drowned herself in the tub. Justin nodded his head after he finished his food. The Michael family was a den of witches but also a den of good cooks. She winked at Janeka who couldn't help but smile. Silence had hovered around the dining as they ate the delicacy Janeka prepared, she was indeed a good culinarian. “Thanks.” Justin uttered when Earnestine took his plate and walked to the sink. “You are welcome.” Earnestine said. He gulped down the glass of apple juice on the top of the dining.

Deke said—though without rancor because cooking a meal sounded relaxing. Aileen spun around. "You are the best cook out of all of us." Deke chuckled. "Flattery will get you nowhere." "As long as it gets me a meal, I'll be happy." With a sparkle in her green eyes, she pointed straight ahead. "Kitchen is that way." Then, she led Whitney down a hallway to the bathroom. Deke entered the kitchen. Tex was sitting at the island counter. "Hey," Tex said. Deke didn't know much about Tex other than that he was a computer genius, and he could find anything on the internet—even if someone didn't want it to be found. He was a white-hat hacker.

The locked door wouldn’t budge. “Bring me the spare key,” Haley instructed the housekeeper, urgency laced in her voice. “Yes, Miss Haley.” Inside the room, Alex heard the commotion and panicked, burying his head in the workbook. He scribbled answers quickly, caring little for accuracy—just as long as something was written. The housekeeper returned promptly with the key. Haley unlocked the door and stepped in, finding ‘Chase’ hard at work solving problems.

Without another word, she strode into the kitchen, leaving Housekeeper Win and the other servants exchanging worried glances filled with fear. "Housekeeper Win, what should we do? If Mr. Singer returns and finds out we let Ma'am cook, we'll all be in serious trouble," one of the servants whispered anxiously. "I'm too young to die," another servant lamented quietly. "We must go and help her in the kitchen. We can't prevent her from cooking, but we must ensure she doesn't do it alone," Housekeeper Win declared, mustering her courage and taking charge of the situation. Her ability to handle crises effectively was a key factor in her appointment as the mansion's housekeeper. All the servants, in

I looked at her, somewhat uncertain of her intentions. "Miss, I'm Veronica, Alpha Klaus's housekeeper. I'm mainly in charge of the kitchen, gardens, and maid management." The housekeeper didn't bother with me; she continued, "I've already learned about your situation from Anthony. I hope you can cooperate with me next, so we can both feel happy, do you understand?" "....Alright, Veronica," I looked into her eyes, feeling a sense of pressure. "Very well, Miss, I'm glad we've reached an understanding," Veronica politely curved her lips into a smile, then quickly dropped it.

Isla and Cynthia were startled by this statement. Xena also frowned and said to Kevin, "Your Helse Pharmaceuticals? You speak as if Helse Pharmaceuticals belongs to your family." Kevin nodded and casually responded, "Yes. Helse Pharmaceuticals is my family’s business." "You dare say..." Xena noticed that Kevin did not seem to be joking and suddenly realized something. "You...your name is Kevin Lindstrom? Your dad wouldn't be..." "My father is Lenox Lindstrom, the CEO and General Manager of Helse Pharmaceuticals." Xena's head was buzzing, then it exploded and her brain short-circuited.