The Housemaid Series Book 3 Novels & Stories

A strange flutter started low in her belly, spreading outward like ripples in water. ''What the hell was this?'' She'd never felt anything like this. Had never experienced attraction this immediate, this overwhelming, this visceral. "Mr. Blackwood," Elizabeth said smoothly, though Aria detected a hint of surprise. "I wasn't expecting you until later. This is Sarah Mitchell, our new housekeeper. She'll be starting tomorrow." "Will she?" It wasn't a question. Damien's gaze hadn't left Aria's face, and she found herself unable to look away. Couldn't have looked away if her life depended on it.

she looks at me and smile. “I had fallen pregnant…Your father and I was over the moon , so excited to have a babe come into our lives.” I can not help but smile as I listen to her. “However , one day due to the jealousy of some women in the castle , a maiden tripped me and I had fell down the stairs. I can not remember what happened next as I had blacked out , however when I woke up I felt different. I felt hollow and empty , like something had left me. When I looked at my stomach , I could tell that the baby in me was no longer. I remember screaming for your father , which had him running into the room – he calmed me down and told me that I had lost the baby” I felt my heart ache for her.

I hadn't prohibited this room for anyone, so I couldn’t blame Mariella for the irritation I felt. She was inside the room, on her tiptoes over the two-staired ladder, trying to reach for the books over the shelf. This girl would get herself in trouble if left alone for a single second. But in this scenario, I wouldn’t blame her height, but that fucking ladder. Was that even a ladder? A crisp sound reached my ears, and my eyes snapped toward the leg of the shelf. The wood had rotten because of the dampness in the room. I rushed inside, knowing full well what was about to happen. Mariella wasn’t even aware of the whole situation.

In Love With The Maid Onyido, Joy Ijeoma THE MAID SERIES (Book 1) This novel is a work of fiction. Any references to historical events, to real people, living or dead; or to real locales are intended to give the fiction a sense of reality and authenticity. Names, characters, places and incidents either are products of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously and their resemblance, if any, to real-life counterparts is entirely coincidental. DEDICATION

Selina's POV. "Move faster, you sluggish little thing!" The chief maid growled at me, roughly poking me at the back as we proceeded towards the Beta Nicholas's house, with a few of the other selected house maids, like myself. It was the third day of the week, and ofcourse cleaning up the pack's Alpha and Beta's houses was a task never to be skipped. Despite the hose mistress's vile words, I was extremely overjoyed to be picked among the bunch of maids to clean up Beta Nicholas's house instead of the Alpha's house.

She tucked it into her pocket, then said, “It stores and plays audiobooks. I like to listen to them while I clean.” “Really? Can I see it again?” The device had been magically altered, and I was curious how it worked. Maeve picked up a metal bucket. “Perhaps later, miss. I need to get on with my chores.” The idea of keeping this mansion clean was daunting. “You have help, don’t you?” “Of course I do.” Her smile seemed strained. “I take care of the third floor, but other staff see to the rest of the mansion. And of course, we have kitchen and maintenance people too.”

The third maid said, "No problem. She wouldn't understand. After she's only three so, there's no danger. Besides, what you said is right. They are so greedy. Just buying expensive things and storing them. While there are only three members!" The fourth maid complained, "And every end of weeks party! PARTY! PARTY! OFF!. They just don't think of our tiredness." The first maid said, "I wish and I feel like to curse this family." "No, you shouldn't" the second maid again calmed her, "Or else, where shall we work again?" "You are right," said the first maid, glaring her sight at the little girl who looked up at her, "just wait till this whole family shall end."

With happy heart Emily stepped into the area of the house that looked very quiet. Emily gulped, how could she possible be able to clean every corner of this house by herself? When the main door opened, Emily was even more surprised to find several housemaids doing their jobs. If the specter family had this many servants, why would they want to hire a employees for such high fee? Emily began to feel strange. "You are Emily Clark ?" a middle aged maidservant greeted her expressionlessly. Emily nodded her head. "Fellow me," said the maid servant as she walked straight ahead, while Emily followed her awkwardly.

I said, and bowed my head to them before leaving with the maid. While I took the stairs, I could feel their admiring gaze on me. To them, they have seen a perfect wife for their son. If only they knew what I have in store for each one of them. The maid led me to the third floor of the mansion, and we walked past a hallway before she stopped at the third door. “This is your room, my lady.” She opened the door and stepped aside for me to go in. I got in and scanned the beautifully decorated room. Everything and more was in the room, including a big-screen TV.

Nonetheless, he was a nice, kind man. After attending to him, I went on with my other duties. The schedule went on for days, the mansion seemed so quiet and the other maids were strangely odd. A week passed and still, the young master hadn't returned home. Not like I care though, I prefer him not in the mansion so I could feel at ease. “Hey, you!” I turned to see Marissa calling from the opposite direction with Mary and Brittney, more like side slaves for Marissa. What do these cockroaches want?