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The Lycan King's Slave Island 1797. Westbay, Southwest England. Old fishermen spoke in hushed voices of black ships that moved without sails, hunting through winter fog. They whispered of an island fortress where monsters kept slaves—a place they called "Girl's Hell." I thought them fools telling penny dreadful stories. Until that cursed vessel came for us. My sister Davelina and I were dragged aboard that legendary black ship. My boyish disguise fooled the lycans, landing me among male slaves while Davelina was taken to their King. Days of scrubbing blood from stone floors taught me the castle's horror. Guards whispered of the Wolf King who devoured every woman sent to him. None survived dawn. But even disguised, I wasn't safe. Yellow eyes lingered too long. Nostrils flared, testing. The awful truth revealed itself quickly—some lycans were so starved they'd take any warm hole. Young slaves vanished. The lucky ones died quickly. My binding slipped. For one heart-stopping moment, curves showed through fabric. I hunched forward, pulse hammering. Voice cracks. Suspicious stares. Close calls that left me shaking. Every mistake brought me closer to discovery. Every day meant Davelina suffered somewhere in those breeding chambers. How long could I survive in this island of monsters? How long before they learned I'm a girl? In this hell of stone and screams, I am running out of places to hide. AUTHOR'S NOTE: This book is an extremely dark fantasy romance inspired by real-world horrors but set in a fictional universe. This story contains extremely dark content including graphic violence, forced captivity and sexual themes that may disturb readers. Please prepare yourself morally and emotionally before proceeding. For mature readers only.
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Vanished Sisters: The Lycan King's Slave Island Chapter 6
Natasha's POVThe heat consumed me from within.I'd thought I understood pain—the ache of hauling nets in freezing rain, the sting of rope burn on raw palms, the exhaustion of sixteen-hour days at sea. But this was different. This was fire crawling through my veins, burning away reason, leaving only desperate, animal need.I curled tighter on the moldy straw, trying to make myself small. Trying to disappear. The rough linen shirt scraped against skin that felt raw and oversensitive, every fiber a brand. My breath came in short, sharp gasps that echoed off the damp stone walls.What's happening to me?The binding cloth around my chest—the one Davelina had wrapped so carefully on the ship—suddenly felt like iron bands crushing my ribs. I clawed at it with shaking fingers, desperate for air, for relief, for anything.The knots finally gave way.Cool air touched my bare skin, and I nearly sobbed with relief. But the reprieve lasted only seconds before a new kind of awareness flooded throu
Last Updated : 2026-01-21Vanished Sisters: The Lycan King's Slave Island Chapter 5
Natasha's POVAn older woman in severe black—clearly the head servant—was circling my sister like a merchant inspecting livestock. "The water's too hot," she snapped at someone. "Add cold. We can't scald her skin before presentation."I forced myself to move, to walk forward on numb legs, to pour the buckets into the bath as ordered. My eyes stayed down, but I was close enough now to see the tremors running through Davelina's body, the way her hands clenched at her sides."You. Yes, fisher boy." The older woman's voice cut through my thoughts. "Come here."I approached slowly, keeping my cap low, praying she wouldn't look too close.She grabbed my chin with surprising strength and jerked my face up, her pale eyes boring into mine. They were sharp, calculating, missing nothing. Her gaze traveled over my features."For a fisherman's son, your hands are remarkably uncalloused," she said softly. "And your face is... very clean. Very pretty. Too pretty for a boy who's supposedly hauled net
Last Updated : 2026-01-21Vanished Sisters: The Lycan King's Slave Island Chapter 4
Natasha's POVThe ship's violent shudder woke me. My head throbbed where it had struck the wooden wall during the night, and for a moment I couldn't remember where I was. Then the stench hit—vomit, unwashed bodies.My hands flew to my chest. The binding cloth was still there, tight enough to make breathing uncomfortable. Thank God."Lina," I rasped, shaking the warm body beside me. "Wake up. The ship's stopped."Davelina stirred, her face pale in the dim light filtering through cracks in the hull. Around us, other prisoners were beginning to move, groaning and crying out. A child somewhere was sobbing for his mother.The hatch above exploded open. Blinding grey light poured in, and a voice like grinding stone bellowed: "On your feet! Anyone still down in ten seconds gets the whip!"Bodies scrambled upward. I helped Davelina stand, her legs shaking beneath her. We climbed the ladder with the others, pushed from behind by desperate hands, pulled forward by terror.The deck was chaos. Cr
Last Updated : 2026-01-21Vanished Sisters: The Lycan King's Slave Island Chapter 3
Natasha's POVMy cap flew off, short curls whipping around my face as I stumbled over rocks. But the fog swallowed everything in seconds, reducing visibility to mere feet. I couldn't see the shore, couldn't see the path—Davelina's hand found mine in the whiteness, fingers locking around my wrist with desperate strength.That's when I heard it.A sound like nothing in nature. Part growl, part breathing, but underneath, something that might have been words in a language no human throat should produce. Heavy footsteps. Multiple sets. Moving with purpose."Oh God," Davelina whispered. "Thomas was right—"The black ship materialized like a phantom made solid.Exactly as Thomas had described—massive, easily three times the size of any fishing vessel, with a hull like charred wood. No sails. No oars. No visible crew. But I could feel eyes watching.Shapes emerged from the fog.My bladder almost let go.They were huge—easily seven feet tall—with bodies caught between human and beast. Thick f
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