하녀 Novels & Stories

I am an emotional 17 years old teenager. “I don't think she would forgive him though. If he cheated and everyone knows about it. She still has pride.” Pride she has, Georgina is the school's queen bee. If you are imagining a tall, blonde ,picture perfect body, and a bitchy attitude who lives to pick out and torment poor girls; let me tell you, you are wrong. Georgina Johnson is the only daughter of Eligah Johnson, one of the richest men in town, with the biggest blue eyes, waist- length brown hair, and slim body. But that didn't make her bad, rather she is ,dare I say...nice and smart. She don't get in anyone's business, but I would’ve preferred it if she was a shallow person who only talks

I, Morrigan of Hymir, the current queen of the blessed lands of Hymir, hereby abstain from my position as the monarch and mother of the nation. For I have sinned a thousand unforgivable sins. My hands are tainted with the blood of innocents and thus haunt me from night and day.

I muttered as I turned and left the prison, heading back to camp. You are such an idiot Nerine, how could you let him bite you? You knew better and now, just like before, you will pay for your mistakes. I thought to myself. “Are the other Valkyries back?” I asked Sáta as I walked toward the fire, where she and Thana were drinking mead. Thana nodded with a laugh, “They are out cold sleeping off their hangovers.” I sat next to Thana as she poured me a horn of mead and handed it to me. I chugged it and held it out as she poured another.

"Mom, tell Oliver to mind his business" a blonde haired girl with sea blue eyes, tall, very tall and slender shouted while running down the stairs. A tall boy who looks to be a head taller than the girl, same eyes, same face, same lips, same everything sprinted after her down the stairs. The girl ran into the kitchen and hugged from behind a tall slender woman with blonde hair, who was busy cooking in the kitchen.

Mom's face went pale. She gripped the mic, her voice shaking. "Wh-What... what is this? Is this donor cadaver really my daughter, Charlotte?" She stared at Elayne, frozen in disbelief. Elayne took a shaky breath. "Yes. The cadaver in front of you... it's Charlotte." The mic slipped from Mom's hand, slamming to the floor with a sharp, earsplitting crack. People in the audience flinched, hands flying to their ears.

The child still met her eyes. A cry rang out from behind her, a mother’s cry of fear, amongst the crowd of submitting wolves. They needed to not be concerned, the child was a special creature indeed. “What is your name?” Adelaide asked her through sharpened teeth. The girl huffed and sat back against her father as she still kept her eyes. Adelaide’s mind reeled in surprise at the young girl and her beast pranced in excitement. To be able to withstand the natural dominance she permits and to be able to meet her gaze only meant one thing.

A small girl maybe 3 or 4 years old chased behind the flying butterfly very eager to catch the butterfly in her hand but it fled away in front of her eyes. She got frustrated but the feeling poured down through her cheeks in the form of tears. She went home with teary eyes and when her mom asked what happened she explained everything as to how the butterfly flew away. Her mom smiled looking at the innocent child and said, "She is gonna kill that butterfly for being rude towards her precious daughter."

"Why did you say this, Chili? I like you because you are Cecilia. I'm seriously wanted to stay with you. Not just for my entertainment." "Then, if I'm not Cecilia, do you still like me?" His brain froze for several seconds. All he managed to said was, "What did… you mean?" "The truth is, I'm not Cecilia Lancia. My name is Han Ji Eun. An ordinary girl who come from South Korean, a country in another dimension. The reason why I'm here because I have to make amend for my previous action." She rose from her chair and bowed deeply. "I'm really sorry for giving you the troubles. You can reconsider our relationship. I will take all the responsibility because of deceiving you."

(Hwa Young) “Not again..”.