Mag-log inWhen a woman has irrestible charm, a man can be blind to her dangerous ways. *** Sixteen years ago, Neah's father was killed by the queen mother of Niveria. And now she's back for revenge, working as a maid in the palace. Turns out it's not going to be a walk in the park because the people in it are more dangerous than they seem. Things get even more complicated when she starts falling for the prince. Will she succeed in getting the one thing she believes can heal her broken heart (revenge) or will the fight destroy her?
view moreA man looks up, a mixture of blood and tears cascading down his bruised dark face. “I promise on my daughter’s life that I’ll not say anything, Queen mother.”
The queen mother, a youthful beauty in her early thirties laughs, giving her head a slight shake. She rises and takes a few steps towards the man who is on his knees. “I don’t believe you, Peten. In fact I think that you’ll go running to the police the moment I let out you out of here.”
“I give you my word.”
“What good is your word?” The queen mother questions. “Your friend said the same thing and I let him go but he betrayed me. Little did he know that the person he confided in was loyal to me. I had no option but to get rid of him and now you know everything too. I don’t repeat my mistakes.”
“I swear-“
“I don’t have time for this,” she turns to the guard standing behind her. “Kill him.”
She steps back as the guard steps forward and hesitates. “I want to see it.”
The frail man tries to stand up to defend himself but he’s no match for the well trained dagger bearer who stabs him through the stomach.
“Lilya,” he says as he tumbles down and life seeps out of his body.
“She’s not so nice, is she?”“Adley? She is like any other spoilt girl around here. I’ve never had any run-ins with her as I rarely go to their gatherings. The princess likes to move around with Cherry for some reason. So, I’m usually left with regular maids like you.”Arya smiled. “Isn’t that supposed to be offensive?” “What?”“You calling me regular maid.”“But aren’t you?”“I guess. I’m not anyone’s maid of honor. Maybe one day I will get the title.”“It might happen sooner than you think.”“Why?”“Ann. I don’t see her. She’s neither with those who went with the queen or those receiving them. On such occasions, the queen mother requires all her maids of honor to be here. Maybe she got fired”“I wonder where she is.“She’ll turn up, I guess.”“I hop she does because much as I’d like to be a
This was not a book club but an excuse for high society young women to come together for wine and gossip. Listening to their conversation as she refilled the wine glasses, Arya realized the girls were no different from the maids. They came together to gossip about other women, men, fashion, beauty and everything lifestyle. Except that their standards were higher in regards to all those things, everything else was more or less the same. Arya wondered why they even bothered to call it a book club.There were nine girls in the room but Arya only recognized Adley and Princess Ava. While Adley and her friends tried to outcompete each other on who led the most luxurious lifestyle, the princess was buried in her phone, minding her own business. It seemed she was not as pretentious as the rest were.The book, some romantic comedy with a beach cover, graced by a shirtless tan man was long forgotten. Copies were lying around on tables and Adley wished they wo
What was it with stupid, dumb maids, Armand wondered as he made his way to the doors of the palace. If he loved her, he would wait. He scoffed at the sentence, wondering who kept feeding women with all the stupid lies. How special did she think she was? A poor maid with nothing but a beautiful face on her head. Sure, he’d wait. Not because he loved her or any of that nonsense. But because he needed a distraction from Adley’s crazy antics. He had been stupid to think he could have more than want for Arya. She was dumber than he could have ever imagined. No, why earth would he want a woman who probably only thought and talked about nothing but gossip, handsome men, and marriage? She was probably envisioning herself as the next queen of Niveria. She’d even dream of him, tonight.And to think she had agreed to find a way to get rid of Adley. Armand laughed as he went into his suite. This was going to be interesting to watch. What would an ant like Arya do to the dangero
The king was seated on a wooden bench, close to one of the overhead lights. His physique was illuminated and Arya could see the outline clearly.“You can go now,” he said to no one in particular, in his baritone voice.In a few seconds, Pittas had vanished leaving Arya to face the young monarch. She walked a few steps closer.“My king,” she said, taking a respectable bow. He did not even honor it with a glance.“Come and sit,” he patted the empty space on the bench.“Okay,” she said and did as told. The king was silent. What was he feeling? Disappointed? Angry? Those would be prime emotions if he had found out that the innocent damsel in distress had turned out to be a scheming evil witch with a strong desire to see his family in ruins.And then he turned. His beautiful face was so close. There were many evil thoughts swirling in her mind as she looked





