The King And His Maid Novels & Stories

She looks at me, "You used to visit sometimes, don't you remember?" I shake my head, "If I did, I wouldn't be asking questions." "I was the Queen's maid and Henry's nanny." My jaw drops and that's when the memories come flooding back, the gifts, the trips to the castle and the little brunette boy, which used to chase me around the castle and play hide and look with, it's Henry. "You remember now?" I nod, "Yes." Henry walks into the living room and tells Nana that the car is waiting outside, she kisses his cheek goodbye and gives Henry a hug and leaves. The sudden realization that I'm left with the king hits me, and I am nervous like sweaty palms nervous.

He waved his hand and the maid left. "You see Clinton, with patience and strategy we will surely win. It would cause damage alright, but we will come out victorious." He said and left his throne to go see the King of Lukehall. Clinton bowed his head and gently walked behind the King. The king entered his grand parlor. There, the King of Lukehall was seated on one of the finely furnished couch. He was a short man with a potbelly. King Darien sneered a little. A maid was serving him and next to him was a woman. She had long brown locks and green eyes. She wore a red long silk gown that fitted her perfectly. She had a graceful smile on her face. "King Jacob, welcome to Valeria. I'm very honoure

“The King’s new slut.” The maid murmured. The maid has been in the castle for decades and she knew exactly the King’s routine and the women that he slept with. “What’s special about her?” They were currently discussing why the King suddenly took a favorite. The new maid continued arranging the flowers. “She’s pretty. But her boobs are not that big enough.” Few of them have been one of the maids who offered their bodies to the King. They have to please the King every night to get whatever they want, however, the woman that they meant doesn't have to do anything else at all.

The slap turned my face and filled my mouth with blood. “By chance? A scentless wolf, without a pack, without documents, appearing out of nowhere just before someone tries to drug the King. And suddenly she’s his personal maid. Do you think we’re idiots?” “I had nothing to do with that! I was with him that night, I helped him—” “How convenient, isn’t it? You drug the King and then offer to ‘help’ him. A very creative way to get into his bed.” “I didn’t get into his bed,” I growled, spitting blood. “Ask him when he returns.”

The silence that followed was absolute. Slowly, Karlo turned around. The expression on his face wasn't anger, it was a completely blank, hollow, void of pure, unadulterated carnage. The ruthless king who had built an empire on blood had finally revealed his single, fatal weakness to the world. He had tried to hide his little bird, but the hunters had smelled the gold on her gown.

Blurb Serafina Ferraro was born from an affair and raised like trash nobody wanted to throw out. Her stepmother hated her. Her sister mocked her. And Nico Caruso, the man she gave up everything for, drugged her and tried to sell her body to his boss. "You belong to me," Nico snarled, gripping her jaw. "You are like a stray dog. You bite, so you get smacked until you learn to sit still." Then a stranger kicked the door open. "I could have sworn I heard a damsel in distress," Dante Valentino said, calm as ice. He is not a hero. He is the illegitimate son of a powerful family, with his own war to fight. He does not save her out of kindness. "Do you want revenge?" he asked. She trains. Sh

The Crown Prince loves poetry, but my legitimate elder sister, who wants nothing in this world so much as to be Crown Princess, hasn't an ounce of talent. My mother was born in a brothel, and because of her I grew up skilled in verse, music, and letters. So my sister turned her attention to me, and had me write the poems she sent to the Crown Prince. She promised that if I helped her become the Crown Princess, I'd become a true daughter of House Vale. Because my mother was only a mistress, I'd entered the house as nothing but my sister's maid. But once I'd made her Crown Princess, she repaid me with a cup of poisoned wine. Before I died, I heard her say: "Only with you dead will no one

A single tear slipped down her cheek, silent but heavy with regret, as the room grew painfully quiet. ‘I searched for years, but every lead slipped through my fingers. How could I ever explain this to him now?’ Her thoughts remained unspoken as tears streamed down her face. From the corner of the garden, a shadow slipped away, unseen. “Your Majesty, I swear I saw and heard it myself,” the maid said, kneeling as she recounted the scene to the king. The king waved dismissively, and the maid bowed before exiting the hall. Now alone with Head Minister Ragang, the king’s expression turned contemplative.

Everything about his place is perfectly fit for a King. Marek nudges my side, brining my attention back to Varian, and the man approaching to stand by his side, who I immediately know is the King. I'm immediately taken by his pretty eyes, like pure silver, framed by a dark line around the iris. Everything else about him is handsome too, but I already knew that. I've heard plenty of gossip about him in the past, even if all of the people I knew that had something to say about him had never actually met him. "Woah...You're the King," I hear myself say, my cheeks immediately reddening from embarrassment. How many times has he heard that?

"Nineteen years ago, in a faraway land, there lived a king whose wife couldn't give him children. Desperately in need of an heir, he planned to adopt, but his wife had a better idea and preferred he get her maid pregnant.” My brain swirled, staring at her and wondering why she was telling me a story that didn't seem related to the staff and I concluded that she must be suffering from some mid-life crisis. "The queen's maid was so beautiful, but the king didn't want to sleep with her. The queen begged and convinced him. Unfortunately, he fell in love with her after sleeping with her, and she returned the feeling, which made the queen jealous. Do you know what the queen did?" I shook my head s