Ugly Maid Novels & Stories

Those who could not pay their debts were sold as slaves abroad. "Please spare my father, I will do whatever it takes to be able to repay the debt, give me time," the girl begged as she hugged Mark's leg. Mark took a deep breath, he then grabbed the girl's chin, so that the girl looked up at Mark. "What's your name?" asked Mark quietly. "Melody," Melody said quickly. Mark nodded slowly. The girl looks very young. Maybe around twenty years. A beautiful girl with beautiful eyes and skin as white as milk. Too bad a girl like her had to get involved with the Dark Crow.

Tristan said and walked up the stairs and into his room “What was that?... It was like an entirely different person… She didn't feel like the girl I met earlier… Was it because she was trying to look nice in front of my parents?” Raven thought “I didn't know my parents' debt would be this much... Now I'm trapped being a maid of this spoiled brat, who does nothing else but go to school and be spoiled by her parents... Well it was what I've heard” She thinks as she heads back into her room ______

I immediately knew that it was Isabella and I was happy she eventually summoned the courage to call me. I could tell that she was shy and tense on the other side of the call. She said, it's me Isabella, your maid. Hearing her still referring to herself as my maid, made me angry. I immediately corrected the situation, I told her she wasn't my maid anymore and she was now my girl and I could feel her smiling as she didn't say anything for a few seconds. Then she said “okay”. She was the cutest thing ever and I liked it so much.

I watched as my baby was humiliated for wanting something sweet in a palace overflowing with excess. My vision blurred, but I forced myself to breathe. I memorized the maid’s face. Her voice. The way she stood. The way she laughed. Then, when they finally released Madeline and shoved her away like trash, I waited. Later, when I saw the same group of maids gathered together, gossiping and laughing, I approached them slowly. The moment they heard my footsteps, they turned. And immediately, they recoiled. “Oh, Goddess,” one of them gagged dramatically, covering her nose. “What is that smell?”

she called and the maid rushed to her immediately “You called ma” She replied slowly “ Look at me, am I not beautiful enough to make a man fall for me?” She asked and the maid swallowed before nodding “ Are you stupid?, you don't have the mouth to talk or what, if I wanted someone dumb i would have hired them” Ellie shouted drawing close, the maid fell on her knees shaking, she knew better than to annoy Ellie further when she was raging

Behold five ladies holding Margaret down to a table, pans and pots in their hands as they mop her face and body with them. Two of them dropped the utensils in their hands and quickly mingled in with the rest on the other end of the room while the three maidens stood their ground. The Maidens chamber was a grey-themed chamber known to house millions of maidens who wanted to work for the Alpha and earn a bit before meeting their mate. It comprised everything an apartment needed, but it all had to be shared, and yes, survival of the fittest. “Get away from her!” “Or what? Dress us in sacks and make us walk like we’ve been hit by something strong that hit us from behind.”

Why the fuck did you chose a fucking useless spineless maid over us? Mum was all tears, sobbing silently as she absorbed Bryson's insults. She had never had his vile mouth spill such insulting words. She thought he was a nice person, and now to hear him talk like this. It broke her, I could see her resolve breaking. She was breaking down and soon, she would give him the answer he wanted. 'Bryson you don't have to talk shit to get a point across. ' I angrily stated. 'Careful what you say, you might regret it later. ' I added.

Lydia, the epitome of sophistication and regal grace, was sitting stock straight on the chair, her expression struggling between the patience of a queen and the exasperation of a woman whose carefully styled hair had been transformed into something… wildly creative. Beside them, Vivienne sat with her own hair already “done” by Mira. Except her braids had been looped around with tiny ribbons and hairpins that didn’t match, making her look half like royalty and half like a mischievous fairy queen. “Hold still, Grandma!” Mira scolded in her little sing song voice, fingers tugging firmly at Lydia’s silvery strands. “You’ll ruin it if you move!” Elara clapped a hand over her mouth to stifle her l

"Not only does a woman like you deserve to be dead, but you're even ugly beyond measure! You speak of my wife becoming ugly, but no matter how ugly my wife gets, she won't be as ugly as you. You're so extremely ugly! Don't you ever look into a mirror? Ugly woman! It's really true that ugly people would create more trouble! Fuck off!" Upon shouting, Marcus waved at the security. "Security, come and throw this ugly woman out! If she gets near my wife's cousin's wedding venue again, send her straight to the police station!" Mila was speechless. She subconsciously touched her cheeks. She looked at Marcus with both her eyes reddened and tears immediately streamed down her face. "I…do I look extre

Maid B concurred. "I know right? Let her be all haughty, once Mr. White's patience runs out and he gives up on her, she'll be crying like a real bitch then," Maid A said mockingly. "She's really wretched! She already sullied Mr. White and she's still acting all high and mighty there." "I really, really hate her," Maid B said.