The Maid And The Vampire Chapter 1 Novels & Stories

"So stubborn, even if I can hear your stomach rumble for food," Just on cue, there was a knock on the door before the maid walked in. Even if she tried to look bold, I could see the little details—her shaky hands and wide eyes. She was right to be afraid of the vampire prince; she placed the tray of food on a table. "Would you want me to do any other thing?" she asked.

the maid whispered, her voice laced with feigned concern. Arla, her heart fluttering with a mixture of hope and trepidation, followed the maid through the hallways, her footsteps hesitant as she approached the door. As Arla stepped into the room, the maid quickly vanished from sight, leaving her alone with the woman who would soon become the unwitting pawn in Vivian's twisted game. The soft glow that bathed the room did little to ease the sense of dread that settled over Arla, her heart pounding in her chest as she hesitantly ventured further inside.

The woman is still sound asleep, I undress her, i need her dress, as mine tore when i shifted, i bite her neck and drain as much blood as quickly as I can. I bite my wrist and put it to her mouth just so she heals and no one knows she was killed by a vampire, I then get Nova to dig a hole, bury her and put her dress on. This is it, I need to find my mate, I head back toward the town and pick up his scent, following it away from the town. I travel until dawn, I'm getting tired, I need to rest, but Nova is getting antsy, this tells me my mate is near, she is running circles in my head.

she gasped, clutching the pillows until her knuckles turned white. ​The first strike landed with a sharp, echoing crack. * Immediately the first strike landed, I gasped. No matter how many times I read this chapter. The feeling is always the same. Having met Adrian and being attracted to him isn't even helping matters. Someone knocked on the door, pulling me out of the sensual trance for a minute. I got off the bed and went to open it to see the same maid who asked what I would like to eat. She walked in and placed a tray on the table, on top was a bowl of fruit and a glass of water.

Author's POV "Come here," The vampire maid pulled her near some kind of dark alley revealing an unusual chamber, the gate itself radiated a weird kind of aura and she didn't even want to imagine what kind of the monster would be residing in. She gulped taking a step closer but the maid stopped her.

DINING WITH THE ENEMIES (She's just naive) Genres; Thriller CHAPTER 13 By, baby favour Das Mansion *What! You allow her to go in?* maid two said. *I didn't allow her she just went in* maid one answered. *I'm sure we will be dead soon* maid two repiled. *You should have told her young master prohibited anyone from entering his room!* Maid three said. *Let just wait for her scream or her body throw out* Maid one concluded and they all went their way.

The gates of hell. They thought I was weak. They thought I would just cry and take it. But they were wrong. Fueled by pain and anger, I gathered every ounce of strength left in me and pushed the maids away with one powerful strike. I was small, but I was fierce. I climbed onto the dining chair to match their height, and when the maid came at me again, I bit her neck hard—like a wild animal, like a vampire. Blood stained my teeth. The maid screamed and fell to the floor, clutching her wound. I stepped down, walking slowly towards Stella and Kaye, my eyes dark and terrifying.

“Hello, hello, he said to me while Thelma was prompting me to answer him. I gave in after a few seconds of fear and doubt. Hi…uhm hello, I was stuttering. Whose is on the line please, he asked sharply. Oh sorry, it's Isabella. Your maid, Isabella. Thelma hit me for referring to myself as the maid. I don't know what she was expecting me to say. Would I have introduced myself to him as his girlfriend? Who wouldn't have his own girlfriend's number? Why doesn't he have my number all this while?

Gina asked in disgust. "This is your food, Miss. It was prepared richly. Don't you like it?" the maid asked, confused. "Ewww! Is this what you call food?" Gina muttered, sniffing it. The maid grew suspicious. "Are you a werewolf?" she asked. "I don't know what that means, but please take your food away and bring me something else," Gina said, sitting on her bed. However, the maid walked towards her, staring directly into her eyes. She reached for Gina's neck and sniffed her body, causing Gina to recoil in shock.