Novel & Cerita The Housemaid Books In Order

Chapter 1 Lisa’s POV “Hurry up, Lisa!” our head maid’s voice rang through the hallway. Dragging my tired self down the stairs, I sighed. I had just finished cleaning the last room—Master’s bedroom. In my rush to move on to my next task, I bumped straight into my best friend and fellow maid, Clara.

Having maids in the house was new to her, so she treated them more like aunts and cousins than staff. There were three maids in the mansion. Tessa was the head cook. Jen, who was just a few years younger than Rome, was responsible for cleaning the first floor, the garden, and the garage. Then there was Sara, only eighteen, whom Althea Montemayor had granted a scholarship to attend MIC. Sara worked in the mornings and studied a vocational course in the evenings. Her duties included laundry and cleaning the second-floor bedrooms, which she usually finished by midday, leaving her time to rest or study. She wasn’t required to wake up early on weekdays, but during weekends, she still chose to ris

The housekeeper became my stepmother, and together with her son, they plotted to kill me. After being reborn, I exposed a video of her affair at her own wedding, destroying her reputation completely. I watched as she and her son were kicked out. They left with nothing, wandering the streets like outcasts. I smiled and tossed a moldy piece of bread into their begging bowl. “This is all you deserve.” …… When I opened my eyes, I found myself back to a week before my dad’s wedding to our housekeeper, Megan Zimmerman.

Steven declared, and I could see the pained expression on Jessica's face. Is there something I'm missing here? "Whatever!" I scoffed at them, rolling my eyes, and they all burst into laughter, including Brandon. They're a bunch of jerks. I turned my head, surveying the surroundings and appreciating the beautiful decorations. Surprisingly, a smile slowly formed at the corner of my mouth. As I admired the scenery, my gaze suddenly landed on Nancy, Fred's younger sister, who was standing in a corner. My frown deepened as I watched her pour some kind of powder, possibly a drug or poison, into a glass of drink.

"Second night, Mauve is on her way." Saying to herself, she took off her hood and off she ran to her room. Gathering all her spell books, she looked at her reflection with a smile. "This is my chance to make my name weigh. I finally found the library, if it wasn't for Wendell, then I probably would've found it." °°° [A breezing day in the kitchen of maids] "What have we here!?" Mr Toffee waddled in the kitchen and sighed after seeing Amethyst glancing at a book. "If it isn't Rebecca, the most talked-about maid of the Norse palace…." His husky voice squealed right on her face.

said one of them and as soon as finished speaking, the four of them began their task, two of them approaching her. She staggered back and sat on the headboard warily, "Wait, what the hell is going on? What are you going to do?" She blurted, stopping them from reaching her. But the maids were like robots "We'll start washing you up Mistress" they held her even though she was protesting. "What? No! I can wash myself! I don't need someone to do that!" They dragged her to the washroom and locked the door, without a warning they stripped her off her pajamas, she gasped and stared at them. "What the hell? Where is my husband? Call him now!" She screamed, but the robots continued their work, bathin

The poor maid probably thought that she was sleeping with the alpha and was judging her for it, not knowing that their beloved alpha had locked her in here without her consent. The maid started to clean the room, starting with the bed. She picked up the pillows and bed sheets that Aella had flung to the ground and began laying the bed. Aella went back to her perch on the couch and picked up her book, trying to continue her reading. But she couldn't continue with the book while the maid cleaned up her mess. The guilt was slowly eating her up. After a few minutes, she threw the book down on the couch in frustration and stood up. "Here, I'll help you clean up." She said and began picking up the

I thought as I arranged my shirts on the rack, according to colours, just how my Mum used to do it. Soon I heard a door opening, I went into the room, but my door was still locked, I still heard movements. I hoped the maids still remembered that this was my wing of the house and nobody was allowed here. I stepped out and noticed the room opposite mine was open, I stepped in and saw the new House maid , Miriam or Mara, I wasn't sure really. She was changing the sheets on the bed and dropping in soaps in the bathroom like someone was coming here. I hoped not. We would frustrate anyone that stayed here until they left, the voice in my head spoke and I completely agreed for once today.

she said as I entered. I heaved a heavy sigh and sat at the end of the bed with my back to her. I removed my shoes, they were aching my feet and the pain seemed to be traveling all over my body. I loosened my tie and took of my jacket, finally. "What is it Emma?" "You hired a new maid?" Wasn't it obvious? I was certain she had already seen her. "Yes." My head was pounding still. "She'll be making your coffee now?" "Yes." I was getting annoyed.

"They have, ever since she was born." Cassandra set the little serpent among the piles of gold coins. The creature sagged in defeat and exhaustion after lying before that terrible fire. "There it is," Vasilisa's voice came from behind a mountain of walnut-sized raw rubies. It wasn't hard to find the book. It was placed on a golden stand in between two golden Sirin statues. The grimoire turned out to be the largest book Cassandra had ever seen, with pages made of parchment illuminated with tracery, and it was open to a page thickly covered with elegant, intricate writing.