The Maid And The Vampire Chapter 1 Novels & Stories

Realising that checking and misplacing things won't really help me, I walked to the kitchen to see if the maid is still around. And to my surprise, she was indeed in the house, making breakfast. "Good morning sir. I had no idea you were here." She stuttered, her body shivering. She must be new to this but she is also a Vampire. I just don't get why she is shivering and stuttering. "Okay. Where is the key to my room." I said, nonchalantly. She quickly retracted the key from her waist. I rushed, getting it from her. I changed before calling the driver. Before getting the key from her, I had ordered her to pack the food for me.

A maid nearby scurried over and started packing it over to my room, while I turned to face my father. "Now am at peace. Eat your dinner and go to sleep, child."He says and left. I frowned at his act. Yeah, this was how quick Chase sets my father's mood on quick fire. Then, I remembered the strange woman- The maid that came to my room all of a sudden, and told me surprising things that only a soothsayer or a witch which wasn't allowed in our werewolf world would say and know. I left the maid to pack the rest of the bags to my room, and set up the staircase to find the strange maid. I don't even know her name. How then will I inquire about her from the workers?

The maid looks like she’s about to go off at me but somehow she manages to calm down, take a heavy breath and nod before she mutters, “okay, one chance.” As soon as those words leave her lips, I jump to my feet, run to Optimus and lean closer to whisper in her ear. The maid can’t hear me, but the words the demons in the gardens taught me work and the next moment, Optimus eyes snap open and so does her mouth. The scream that leaves her tiny body sounds downright demonic and the light that flashes from her body blinds us both immediately. The maid can’t see me, but I smirk and whisper, “wakey, wakey, baby sister.”

She strode right toward me instead, ignoring what I had just said, and focused her evil eyes on my neck, pouring her hot breath on me and sniffing my body up. I stretched and curled my fingers wanting her to stop, but she kept on doing what she was doing. Suddenly, a maid walked in through the entrance unnoticed, and it caught up our attention and jolted it toward the door. The air became heavy and what happened next was a rain of fire was being poured at the maid, burning her up unto crimps while she turned unto aches and dispersed on the floor. I saw how terrified the maid was, but her submission didn't even make her doge the flames.

“She can walk again.” The maid shook her head violently. “No—no, that’s not—my king, please—” Her voice cracked. “She looked at me,” she continued, words tumbling out now, “and something in her eyes… it wasn’t her. It wasn’t the Elara I know. I stepped closer and she… she grabbed me.” My spine went rigid. “She pulled me toward her,” the maid whispered, tears spilling now. “I felt her breath on my neck. I felt—” Her voice broke completely. “Her fangs out ready to drive into my skin.”

I didn't stop until I reached the small, dark room near the laundry where I slept. I went inside and shut the door. I sat on my small cot and pulled the bird out. I stared at it for a long time. I could still feel the place where Diego had touched my hair. It felt like a burn. I realized that the mansion was not just a house. It was a board, and we were all pieces in a game. Mateo was the king, and I was just a pawn. And Diego? Diego was the one who wanted to change all the rules.

Steph whispered, but I heard her. I looked at her and nodded. It seems we were thinking the same thing. “Let’s go to the dining hall! I’m hungry already because I haven’t had breakfast yet. I rushed here this morning because I woke up late, only to find out that we didn’t have classes,” Mikan pouted while holding her stomach. I just nodded at her. We were about to leave when suddenly someone approached me. “I have something to show you.” I couldn’t even utter a word as he dragged me along. What’s up with this vampire prince?

The maid whimpered, heavy fear taking over as she scratched and pulled at Raya’s arm, but nothing loosened her grip. A flash of sharp, unnatural fangs replaced the soft mouth. Before she could even scream, Raya pushed her to the floor, straddling her. In a flash, she dug them into the neck of the poor maid. The maid’s eyes shot wide open in shock and much pain as she remained trapped beneath an unusually strong Raya who sucked her blood through her fangs, emptying the girl’s energy and filling her blood with her own dark energy. By the time she was done, the girl was gone. Dead. Her eyes staring lifelessly up at the ceiling, her neck marked and her body cold.

Mia’s stomach churned, but she pushed forward. Then, she heard Emma's voice, faint but desperate. “Please… stop…” Mia’s breath caught in her throat. She ran forward, ignoring Zander’s warning whispers. She turned a corner and froze. Emma lay on a stone slab, her wrists bound in silver chains. Her face was pale, her body trembling. Standing beside her was a vampire, his sharp fangs gleaming in the dim torchlight. His red eyes flickered toward Mia, and he smiled. “You came,” he mused. “Just as I knew you would.”

The ceiling above us was open, revealing the night sky and the blood moon that looked big and low, as if it might fall into the bath and stain it red. Vampire maidens waited for me, there were half a dozen of them and their faces were pale and their eyes empty. They were beautiful big in the way a blade is beautiful right before it cuts. Their gowns were as transparent as mist and their hands soft and delicate as they reached for me. I instinctively recoiled. “Don’t touch me,” I said through clenched teeth. But they didn’t listen to me. The guards let go of me and the maidens closed in on me, pulling off my tattered gown and stripping me bare before I could stop them. I burned with humiliati