Best Slavery Books Novels & Stories

I let out a soft sigh. How foolish of me to believe her genuine words back then. That was foolish of me to not learn from the past situations. I should have been an expert to situations like this since it has happened so many times in the shelter. Blood slaves gettin accused of things that they didn’t do, ending with them getting imprisoned, killed or exiled from the kingdom. I should have known better. I knew better! I was suspecting the turn of events but I let it slip my mind! How foolish!

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Sophia replied "I wish things were different" "Me too but that's how the cookie dough rolls" "So,the bible isn't a religion book?" Jennifer asked "No,it's our history book that tells us who we are,who the others that put our people into slavery are, what happened before slavery,what made slavery happened,what happens after slavery and all that other stuff that I still need to study on" Sophia replied "So,what's the history books that they put in the schools?" Jennifer asked "A book full of lies and dookie" Sophia replied

the man who was a leader asked. “No, but they did treat someone very important to us all as a slave for years, and for that I want them to feel what it is like to lose everything you love and then be treated like a slave on top of that. Because I know that the survivors if any, will be taken in by other pack and they will be nothing but the lowest ranking wolves.” Said the seer.

he drawled, like this was some sort of business deal instead of my entire life being sold off. I ignored him, lips pressed into a thin line, but the silence only seemed to amuse him more. His mouth curved wider, slow and cruel, like he enjoyed the taste of my dread. “Don’t sulk, little menace. You should be honored. Out of all the worthless wolves, I chose you.” Honored? I wanted to laugh in his face. Instead, my nails dug crescents into the paper, the words Omega Slave blurring under my grip. “Why’d I want to be your slave?” I asked, finally finding my voice.

We stood facing each other, both breathing hard and covered in a light sheen of sweat. "You're a natural," He said, and there was pride in his voice. "Sylvia, I've trained warriors for years, and I've never seen anyone take to combat like you just did. You have instincts that can't be taught." "Maybe it's because I've spent my whole life fighting to survive," I said quietly. "Being a slave, you learn to read people and to anticipate violence before it happens. Maybe that translates." His expression darkened. "You'll never be anyone's slave again. I swear it."

"Hearing the job offer, I took it. Not even considering the fact that it was too good to be true. It was desperation that pushed me. The biggest nightmare was when I realized I was being transported to another county illegally. And that I have to pleasure old men and please my masters in exchange for my life. "I got separated from my siblings and I was tortured for entertainment. I was bound, stripped, and fucked by countless men until I passed out and woke the next day with a fever. I was in hell, Guinevere. They abused everyone who are like me and when we get too sick to be of use to them, they discard us and left us to die. To rot. Alone and miserable. Gods, miserable isn't even enough of

’ Sophia thought as she twitched her lips. "I'm sorry to say but that's gross, you know." She stated and turned to leave. "This is part of your job." He said as she pressed her lips together and closed her eyes tightly dejectedly, her back still turned. What is his problem, huh? "Do you want me to start explaining what you are, huh? You're my slave, get it?" That word hit Sophia but she shrugged and made to leave the room, not knowing what reply to give to him.

She was tired of being belittled and humiliated, tired of being treated like a second-class citizen. But amidst the sadness and despair, She also felt a fierce sense of determination. She refused to let the slave pack break her spirit, refused to let them dictate her worth. She was stronger than their words, and she knew that she had the resilience to overcome the challenges that lay ahead.She was filled with a new sense of determination,ready to deal with whatever come her way and whatever Lydia and the other slaves had install for her.

You call for me ma'am"" "Yea I wanna know the total maid in the house if there's any free place where I can assign her" The man brought out a book and check through it "The young Miss Sofia,Mrs Smith daughter has 15 maids,the first floor 11,the second floor 9"he stopped " the young master has no maid" "What about the maids I assign for him??" Mrs smith said "He send them away" Mrs smith exhale "Assign Darcie as his personal maid" she said