The King And His Maid Novels & Stories

Ever since he got married to his wife she had not for once allowed him to have her on his bed and this had generated alot of misunderstanding between the both of them until this night when the King decided he wasn't going to continue to take it from her and decided also to disgrace her infront of her own maid. "You don't want to excuse us? Then you would want to watch us" The King grabbed the maid and the maid for the first time understood what the King was doing. She dared not refuse the King and so she succumbed, afraid at first until she began to enjoy the whole thing. The Queen remained seated on the bed with tears streaming down her face as she watched her husband making love with a com

The king yelled at her. "The.. the…the.. lady.. she.. she.." the maid continued to stammer. "Speak to me! Say words that I will understand!!" The king wasn't calm as his voice was the only thing that echoed in the room. "She .." the maid took a quick pause. "She is acting strange and I don't know what is happening to her. She seems to be talking with someone, please come see for yourself" the maid said in one breath before she fainted, I saw it coming anyways.

Their smiles vanished upon realizing that the obsessive and tyrannical king would attend the meeting. When King Corean Shuia Eckrett, the Usurper, became the youngest king in history, he shredded his sheep’s cloth. He was never as tame as his face looks. The empire called him the rose of the continent with his astounding golden eyes and wavy chocolate hair that could launch a thousand warships. But behind those façade, he was a crazy beast. The retainers whispered their nickname for him, he was secretly known as the mad king. Though he did not harm his subjects, Rowan and Keiran could not forget how King Corean killed Queen Victoria’s only sister, Sabina, without remorse.

The newly appointed maid was startled by the sound, she rushed to the King’s side to tend to his wounds, but that was the worst decision of her life. The knights could only look away as their ruler got rid of the woman’s life. The innocent werewolf who had only wished to tend to his wounded hand dropped dead in an instant when her skin touched the King’s. The King was not satisfied with the maid having her neck slit, almost detaching her head from her body… the king threw her to the floor and kicked her stomach repeatedly until her insides were out in the open. “How dare a mere maid touch me?” He kicked her again in the head, and it flew to the wall beside the woman who had just entered the

The budding flowers were swaying back and forth as if dancing to the whistle of the calm wind, circulating their sweet scent all over the place. Two servants walked around the palace when they saw the man peacefully sitting on the big cushion in his armchair. "Is it him?" the younger one asked. The older maid nodded. "I read a lot about him in the books written by the scholars," she said. Her eyes could not hide the amazement of seeing a famous figure. "Very well, then. Be careful dealing with him. His insanity is slowly devouring him, day after day," the older maid warned her. "It is indeed miserable to become the mad king of Grellis," she exclaimed, still looking at the man who was laughin

Her maid gently led her off the platform and into the palace. The King continued, sorrow weighing on his shoulders. “He had visited his grandmother’s cottage, as he often does. She confirmed he left her home last evening.” “Alone, my King?” someone asked. “You all know him. He’s stubborn about certain things. He refuses guards. And now…” His voice faltered, but he straightened again. Then Isis stepped forward. “I wish to report my maid missing as well,” she said clearly. Murmurs broke out once more. Miriam froze. “Amber?” she whispered.

There are many people who want to flatter Cyrus, but Cyrus is the type of person that hasn't waited for you to approach. Besides, he was extremely quiet, even Jason explained that he didn't dare to brag in front of him, so Claude followed him quietly. When the models arrived, they realized that they had to shoot not only commercials but also MVs, with the main theme song being "The King", sung by Bridget Elain. The entertainment world is full of cases of "crossing the field", Bridget Elain seems to have the heart to sing. This online game theme song, in other words, is the debut of his singing career. If only he gave up plenty of time to focus on this campaign.

“I have lost my appetite for this snack, I want a better one.” Without further warning, he grabbed her wrist and bit into it. She screamed in pain before falling to her knees in front of him. My breathing accelerated, and I turned to look at Sienna. She was facedown like the other maids, but all of us were breathing rapidly—scared. I turned back to the scene and noticed that the maid had quieted down. Her shoulders were still moving, indicating she was alive. The king’s eyes, which had been closed in ecstasy, suddenly flew open… and locked with mine.

I was just pulling on a robe when the door swung open without warning. A maid entered, her expression pinched with barely concealed disdain as she looked me over. She was young—maybe nineteen or twenty—with sharp features and sharper eyes that tracked over my appearance like she was cataloging every flaw. “The King requests your presence in his chambers,” she announced, her tone just barely civil enough to avoid outright disrespect. “Thank you. Will there be breakfast first, or—”

I catch only a few words before they vanish down the hall. “…the King… back… at the gates….” The word king hit me like a gust of cold air. I blinked, trying to make sense of it. “The king?” I repeated. “As in—?” “As in the scary one who kills people for fun?” Pip whisper-yells, eyes wide. “Yes, probably that one.” I frowned, closing the book. “Stay here.” “Like hell I will.” Before I could argue, she zips off my shoulder and lands on my hair, gripping a few strands like reins, and arranging strands to hide herself.