Esclave Novels & Stories

I took a shaky breath and looked back at the contract, it stated that, The slave (Davina Ellis,) agrees to submit completely to the master (Arthur Spencer) in all ways. There are no boundaries of place, time, or situation in which the slave may willfully refuse to obey the directive of the master without risking punishment. The slave also agrees that once entered into the Slavery Contract, their body belongs to their master, to be used as seen fit, within the guidelines defined herein. All of the slave's possessions likewise belong to the master, including all assets, finances, and material goods, to do with as they see fit. The slave agrees to please the master to the best of their ability,

He paced slowly, voice even, almost instructive. "In our ranks, slaves are categorized by function. The highest is the personal servant, then administrative property, and below that—the blood cattle. At the bottom are the field slaves, the old and the broken, serving until their last breath. The longest any of them last is about a year... though that’s mostly because they’re ‘serving’ the overseers in other ways." His gaze flicked toward Caelum, sharp with implication. "In bed, if you’re curious." Caelum pushed himself up on his elbows despite the flare of pain that shot through his ribs. His voice was quiet but steady.

I whispered, shaky, “Why me? Why are you doing this? You can’t be serious about… marrying me.” For one breath, I thought I saw something flicker in his eyes. But then he shoved me back. My shoulder hit the wall. The slap came fast, sharp, ringing through the room. My cheek burned. “You should be grateful,” he said, his voice cold enough to freeze the air. “I’m elevating you from slave to wife.” My heart thrashed in my chest. His mouth curled into a cruel smile. “I’ll have my lawyer draft a contract. You’ll sign it. You’ll be my wife and my property forever.”

Cora was diligently working in the kitchen, focused on her task of preparing food for the pack. As she stirred the pot on the stove, her concentration was interrupted by an Omega slave who approached her with a sneer on her face. She had recognized her as one of the more antagonistic slaves who often taunted and belittled her.The Omega slave, with a superiority complex evident in her demeanor, called Cora a rejected slave, the words dripping with contempt. She tried to ignore the insult, reminding herself to stay composed and not let the Omega's words get to her.

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“A slave is someone who is held in forced servitude. They have little to no say over their lives and live to obey their masters” Lennox chimed in. “Considering the havoc that you have caused in our lives. It should be an honor for you to be recognized as our slave. And note that all of this isn’t a must. You can break free from this life when you return the money that you owe us and the diamond bracelet” He said with a smile on his face.

she informed and Mirabel stared at her confused, it's not like she's a criminal or something. 'you are actually a criminal, you stole his money and wrist watch' her subconscious reminded. 'yeah but that doesn't mean he can lock me in his house, this is actually called kidnapping, he could go to jail' she replied in her mind. 'and what you is called stealing. You can go to jail too. Mind you, he's rich he can always get out' her subconscious stated. 'you have a point' she nodded her head, "boss Adrian's order, you should stay in his room until he return" Lily's voice snapped her back to conciousness.

The journey blurs together, but by the time we reach the Nythera stronghold, I am certain of one thing, I would rather die than live as a slave. The slaves are lined up before a stone platform. At its center, a man stands draped in a blood-red cloak, watching. It does not take long to guess who he is. General Elowen. I have heard stories of him, the ruthless Delta of Nythera. One by one, the slaves are assigned to different roles, kitchen workers, stable hands…….. Then, it gets to my turn. A soldier grabs me by the arm forcing me forward. "She’s the Alpha’s daughter," he mutters, filled with disdain. "A waste of breath."

Elaine hesitated deeply. Ever since she married Dave, Reece had never truly been acknowledged as part of the Bo family. For years, she had endured endless curses from her in-laws—all because Reece was labeled an "illegitimate child." As a woman with a son, she had zero rights in their eyes regarding inheritance or respect. Elaine never wanted Reece to set foot in that house. That place was forbidden ground. If possible, she wished he would never have to go there for the rest of his life.