Ungrateful Maiden Novels & Stories

The maid was gone. "Isn't she an exquisite piece?". He asked, eyes roving lustfully over the female human. Please don't be like him...what is he planning to do?. She pondered internally. She was scared. My eyes finally left him, straying to the girl. They landed on her naked body first. She was truly an exquisite piece. She had slender delicate curves. Rounded hips and ample breasts. Her skin was a natural tan. I couldn't control the wave of lust that overtook me.

Her eyes narrowed, making it painfully clear she had no interest in whatever I might say. I swallowed hard, fighting the tremor in my throat, and met her gaze with pleading eyes. “Ma’am, please,” I begged, my voice soft yet urgent with sincerity. “Before you close the door, I implore you—give me just one chance to make it up to you, to earn my way back into your good graces and claim even the smallest place in your heart. I am willing to follow your every desire, no matter what it may be. Only please, do not ruin my reputation or my dignity. I am nothing more than a humble maid who dreams of a peaceful life. Tell me what you want from me, and I will obey without hesitation or complaint.”

The sharp crash of glass against marble shattered the silence. Deep red wine splattered across the pristine floor, seeping into the cracks like spilled blood. Sarah Winters stood frozen at the doorway, the taste of bile rising in her throat. Her heartbeat pounded in her ears, drowning out the sounds of the city beyond the floor-to-ceiling windows. James, the man she had spent six years loving, was in bed with her best friend. Chloe. Together. The scene was like something out of a twisted nightmare, one she couldn't wake up from. The silk sheets tangled around their bodies, Chloe’s hair spilling across the pillows, James’s bare torso exposed as he turned toward her, an unreadable expression o

“It’s all my fault. I’m not worthy of you. I came here today only to let my baby be acknowledged by his father’s family. I never meant to compete with Her Grace for anything. “Your Grace, you are of noble birth and possess boundless worth. Even if I were made no more than a lowly maid to wash your feet, I would serve you willingly and with all my heart.” As she spoke, she collapsed on the ground with the baby in her hands, giving her a fragile demeanor. Her tears fell on the ground. Griffin’s heart ached so much that tears welled up in his eyes. He turned to help her, but with me still present, he forced himself to stop. He could only stand there, glaring at me with a look of bitter, burning

I pushed, praying for her to say it so I can finally vent my anger. "Who do you think you are? You're just a cheap slut who thinks she can seduce her way into easy life!" Maid two said, her appearance is nothing to write home about. "Ohh, you think I'm worthy enough to seduce the oh so mighty Mr Damon? You think too highly of me sweetie, but I'll have to thank you for that, you know you'll never be able to seduce anyone with a face like that!!" I smiled overly sweetly.

He said. Grace nodded, but he could sense the hesitation in her, but when he started to ask her what the problem was, she grabbed the edge of the pier and rose slowly out of the water. Noah gasped silently as he watched her came out of the water in just her underwear. She was wearing a red lacy bra, with a pair of lacy full coverage panties that left little to the imagination, but that wasn’t why he had gasped, it was the marks that covered the left side of her abdomen, stopping at her waist and continuing down to her hip. It was an ugly twisted scar that seemed like it was a burn mark and a knife carving mark put together, although, all healed up. On her right hip, there was a bruise mark t

I engrossingly stared at nearly all that were present in the living room not until i mistakenly hit an arm chair and fell down on it. I have totally forgotten that Mrs Benson is here with me. “Sit”Mrs Benson ordered. She couldn't even say Sorry. It's My fault anyways I quickily sat on that same chair that I tripped on. “You’re here to work as an housemaid right?”She asked me. “Yes ma’am”I replied trying to avoid eye-contact with the woman. “How old are you?” Mrs Benson asked. “I’m eighteen ma’am” “Eighteen? Are you sure?"

The chandeliers were a hue of red and white, turning slowly above us. “Enough with all the weird stares, you look stupid,” the maiden said, her face clearly twisted in disgust. Everything I did seemed to piss her off. “I'm sorry,” I began to say but she waved her hand dismissively, cutting me off. “I don't want to hear it,” she snapped. I immediately kept mute, biting my lips nervously. After what seemed like a minute, we were lined up with the other maidens. “I guess you guys are settled in now, I have to go,” the maiden muttered, her eyes fixed on Steph with a glint that I couldn't decipher.

The younger maid on the ground flinched, her teary eyes widening in shock. The Head Maiden lowered the stick slowly, her lips curling into a disdainful smirk. “And who are you to question what happens here?” she asked, her tone laced with mockery. One of the maid who stood behind the head maiden spoke something in her ears. The head maiden lips curled into sinister smirk. “ Oh, so you’re the famous fallen princess,” the Head Maiden mocked, her voice dripping with scorn. “Whatever you call me, that doesn’t explain why you’re punishing a human so cruelly.”

She would never be grateful! " Oh my. Thank you miss Nina. You are so so kind! I will go right away.." The maid was so happy that she almost hugged Nina. Thank goodness that she managed to gain sanity and stop midway. "You're welcome" Nina replied modestly. She received the tray of food as a lopsided smile took over her lips. However, the sassy maid who was reluctant to help her fellow mind, snapped her neck and asked " Aren't you a maid's daughter? Why are you giving her permission to leave when you hold no such power?"