The Housemaid Novels & Stories

Every year, a new girl is brought to the mansion as a slave and gradually ranks up to a servant till she becomes a house maiden which is the highest rank ever held by a slave girl. The slave is the lowest rank in the mansion and it’s usually held by a set of girls who were brought from the southern part of their region that is plagued by poverty, diseases and hunger. The servant rank is usually for girls who had served the house for more than four years, they’re believed to have more experience and insight on how to please the master. While the house-maiden rank, also called the House maids is held by girls who have spent more than 7 years in the house.

Every human maid that was brought in the castle was already serving the white family before she was brought over to serve the only young master of the White family. Taking the name of the young master was not allowed to anyone except Housekeeper Alvin. Even he would only do it when necessary. The owner of the Mansion was someone who liked things neat and clean and hated messy environments. Apart from Mary, there were five other maids who were staying in the mansion and helping Housekeeper Alvin to take care of it.

He pushed open the door and jump on me on the bed gigling. "Morning, Maa," he said cheerfully. "Good morning, sweetheart," I replied, hugging him close. "Did you sleep well?" He nodded, his eyes shining with happiness. “Did you miss me in your new room?” “No,” August answered shaking his head. Well that’s not very nice. "Yes, Aunt Cook made us pancakes." I smiled. Even I did not know the name of the cook or any of the workers in this place. I made a mental note to learn their names as soon as I could. "That sounds nice. Did you save any for me?"

Very captivating. A woman stood up the porch as I approached her. She wore a maid outfit which gave me the hit that she's the one that'll be attending to me. Her hair was tied up in a bun with a maid hat fastened around her head. “Good day ma, My name is Emma Addison. I applied as a maid for this household and my resume is meant to be today.” I politely said. She nodded, “Come in with me.” We made our way through the beautiful house. She introduced herself as Dorota before she started describing places in the building and what needed to be done there.

I just hummed, unsure of what to say to him. "Make yourself comfortable and tell Adelie if you need anything. She will get it for you," He uttered. "Adelie?" I had no idea whose name was that, so I asked him. "The housemaid. She's Adelie," He explained to me, and I nodded as if he was there.

Cheska asked in shock when she heard Madeline's story while she was fuming in anger. Her make up was already running down her cheeks. Her always neatly brushed hair was in a mess. Her hand had some nail prints and cuts. "That b*tch! Since she became a Houston, she's already gotten some balls. Wait for my revenge and I will tear her part!" Madeline was blowing fire on her nostrils. Her fists were clenched tight. She had never been humiliated that way in her entire life. And for a certain former maid! "Dr. Houston's life runs like a Cinderella except for the evil stepmom and stepsiblings thing. Her life was like, how do they call that? Ah! From rugs to riches!" Cheska remarked instead ignoring

“I thought if belong to you. Many elderlies nowadays want to have their houses in the city sold off, with the thoughts of going to the countryside to live a simple and happy life” “Haha, if I could afford such a house, why would I still want to be someone else's maid?” The maid laughed warily.“ I'm off the opinion that you must have gotten the wrong ideas ”. “What is your master's name, then? Maybe he would like to sell his house. Can you leave me his contact information? I have a small gift for you, ma'am ” Then, Chloe went through her small bag and took out a bottle of colorful candies that hadn't been opened yet.“Look this is the gift”.

There she concluded that even Ed cursed her. “Excuse me, ma’am, where’s my father?” Adam asked the old housemaid in the house. “Oh… young master please don’t call me ma’am. I am you servant.” The old woman was startled by Adam’s politeness. She had not encountered any kid with a good attitude in his generation and age. “It’s okay ma’am. I’m more comfortable with it.” Adam winked at the old woman.

Lisa heard the maids approaching her while making jest of her. Two maids were walking towards Lisa, "Lady of the house or slave of the house" the other corrected and the two of them laughed out. Lisa wanted to ignore them but instead, one yanked her up from where she sat doing the laundry. "The real lady of the house is requesting your presence. Come and serve her you slave" the first maid who made jest of her said while looking at Lisa with disgust. "And who gave you the right to touch me?" Lisa asked stubbornly and removed her arm from the maid's grip. She eyed the two of them before saying,

Hearing that, a faint smile finally appeared on Tessa’s lips. She had thought this maid knew nothing. Now it seemed she had underestimated her. She still had some sense. "Alright, then get out of here." The housemaid nodded repeatedly, afraid of staying any longer. She was worried something might go wrong if she delayed. She could’ve left smoothly, but if anything held her back now, that wouldn’t end well. Looking at Tessa like that, the housemaid was genuinely scared. She hurriedly crawled out, not daring to waste another second here.