The Housekepper Novels & Stories

But every result I worked myself half to death for was always spoken by Sophie one step before me. The moment I settled on a score in my mind, Sophie would announce the exact same answer first. Once or twice could be luck. Sixteen straight wins made everyone shut up. The whole internet went insane. And I, the former prodigy who had never missed, became the biggest joke. People whispered that I couldn't even compare to a stepsister who had joined the family halfway through. I went from the dazzling heir of the Foster family to an abandoned son no one cared about. Only at the moment before my death did I finally learn the truth.

I can hear the sound of metal clanking as it I sit there. The voice that I just heard is no longer there. I look to the left of me and see a box against the wall. I crawl over to the box and hide behind it. The scraping of the metal stops as a man enters into view. He is holding a knife and is covered in blood. He's wearing a white lab coat and a mask of what looks to be a pig. He stands there for a second before continuing to walk down the hall scraping his knife against the wall. I stay hidden behind the box staying as low as I can. I wait until I can't hear the scraping and clanking of the knife on the wall before I use the box to stand up.

' The host noticed Zeke's skills and said, "No wonder he was the champion of last year's International Computer Competition! His skills really sharpened this year! He could even crack Master Lynch's program so quickly!" "Zeke?" Rowdon Lynch, the fifth-ranked top hacker, was a little stunned when he heard this name. 'Why does this name sound so familiar? I might've seen this person in The Hunters' database before.' The host, who was not afraid of causing trouble, questioned Rowdon after seeing his expression change. "Master Lynch, this was our champion for last year's competition. His skills this year improved so much that he cracked your program so quickly. Does this imply that his ability c

I threatened, raising an eyebrow. She finally reveals to me their names in the end. Manang Tess was the housekeeper. Gigi and Hana are the younger maids. Last but not least, the house’s owner was none other than Zackarious Bullet Hyacintt. He’s someone I’m familiar with. In business, that name was well-known. White horse in the wild. His domain is mighty, yet he is enigmatic. It is self-sufficient. Nobody gets too close. My father was only a few steps away from taking flight! Our company is insignificant in comparison.

Noah stood still, his hands breaking out in cold sweat, his heart racing but he didn't want to get his hopes up. "Greta! the room is ready!" shrieked a woman in a neat dark blue suit. "Got it, boss! umm, Rachel, Noah, this is Dorothy, she is the lead of the household int this mansion. She is the key that is running everything in this place, if not for her everything would be very messy and chaotic. Dorothy smiled, showing the Winkles on her face. "Greta is always over reacting! Don't listen to her, I'm just a maid who's been cleaning her poo since she was a baby!" joked Dorothy.

He gave his warrior’s word to keep me safe, so why was he huffing about being here? As soon as he was inside, I closed and bolted the door. I turned around to tell him to take the room at the end of the hall when I was knocked across the floor. My head was fuzzy and in a daze. Rubbing my temple where he hit me, I expected to see Ryder standing there, instead, I saw a tall, dark-haired man with a huge scar across his neck. He had a look of disgust and smugness on his face. I crawled backward to get away from him. How could I be so stupid? I have no idea what anyone’s wolf looked like, and I assumed it would be Ryder keeping an eye on me. If it’s not Ryder, then who the hell is in my house?

Vincent said it was cute so she didn’t mind. “I love how the kitchen turned out,” Nadia commented after she stopped laughing at her son’s antics. Rebecca nodded as she rubbed her swollen stomach. “Me too. Vince told them what I wanted perfectly. I’m glad he can cook breakfast for me again too,” She laughed. When Vincent first brought her to the house, Rebecca had frowned seeing the kitchen which was oddly small for the giant size of the rest of the house. He had told her that the kitchen and the few other rooms including his home office were getting done before they moved in. She had wanted to start netting though so they moved in while the work was done which was a horrible mistake. The con

Update on our condo unit: Everything is still in place. There was no kitchen fire, except for the sunny side up egg I had been cooking earlier. It's all Frances' fault because the egg I was preparing wouldn't have burned if he hadn't talked to me earlier. And none of the other food I cooked burned. It's still edible and tolerable. Frances hasn't stopped babbling yet, so far. He was still ranting about the one classmate of ours he had loathed from the start.

All the nightmares came both from him and from also having no idea of where her parents are or who she is. When she first came to this house and was told to get in and she didn't that led to my anger, the way she guarded her face screamed abuse. She had been abused, beating up and left there. That pain made Killer not Reina. Killer was made by Reina to prove to the world that was better and the best at her game, to prove that she controls everything and everyone's life. But Reina, she was just a little girl fighting to be removed from the body that contains both her and a killer but there was no way out. After kissing her on her forehead, work called my name to which I answered. Checking eve

I stared at her while making my eyes as sharp as knives before asking "Who are you, and how did you get in here? Do you know trespassing on this property can get you kicked out or worse....killed? Do I have to get one or two of the many guards at my husband's disposal?" "Um, i am here on orders ma'am, i am the house chef, i come here every wednesday and i cook food worth a weeks meal and i leave once i am done, it is not whatever you might be thinking, there is a guard at the door and probably somewhere else so you can be rest assured that i am here solely based on YOUR HUSBAND'S orders ma'am?" she said but i was stilll distrustful. "We have a housekeeper, and I am sure she cooks the food."