Esclavo Novels & Stories

His Urekai DNA was fighting the transition, his muscles bulging as if he could punch his way out of a mathematical equation. Then the Echoes came. Out of the swirl of data, a figure formed. It was Kaelor, but younger. The Slave. His neck was raw from a collar that wasn't there anymore. He looked at the current Kaelor with eyes full of hate. "Why go further?" the Slave-Echo hissed. "You're just trading one cage for another. Go back. Go back to the Highlands and be a king of dirt. At least you know how that feels."

she greeted in a soothing deep voice. The newcomer’s appearance sent a strange ripple through Luz’s senses. Something about her aura felt ancient yet familiar in a way that priced at his instincts. “State your business,” he commanded curtly, studying her features intently for any signs of deception. His hands remained on his sword hilt– a silent warning that he was prepared to draw steel if necessary. Salvaxe circled closer behind him, his black eyes examining the woman with growing curiosity. “Lady Escuridade,” Salvaxe greeted casually. “She is one of Mestre Escuro’s high-ranking advisors responsible for intelligence gather.” Lady Escuridade smirked at Salvaxe. “I have accompanied Mestre Es

, Elora asked tailing behind her, " You have to take your bath, eat and do your duties ", " What duties?", " At the mansion, cleaning, washing, and doing the bedding ", Isha said, " what's your name?", " Elora", " Hm. How did you get to rank up so fast? Heard you're a new slave, caught trying to escape; who are you?" She suddenly paused and turned back to look at her. Elora looked around, not knowing what to say, "Um. I'm just..a slave",

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.”

Watch your back and trust no one, not even the one you call friends because you might not know what grudges one bears against you" Mariam concluded. Galene looked more confused than she was when Luciana said hers. What they were both talking about sounded more confusing to her. "How is she no longer a slave? For as long as she knew, she has become the master's personal slave and his act of kindness towards her doesn't make her think otherwise. She looked up to Mariam " I do not understand what you and Luciana are talking about. "What do you mean by I'm no longer a slave when I've become an inner chamber slave," Galene said rolling her eyes.

"Aren't you doing the same, I'm the new mistress but you show no respect for me. But yet expected me to talk to you politely, don't you think you are asking too much as slaves" "Since we are slaves then stop trying to feed us lies. You protect us, and provide for our family who abandons us to feed themselves, did you expect us to believe that, and in return, you want our loyalty?” “We give you our loyalty, and we get that, don't you think it is too simple to be true? I was sold by my biological father to pay for his gambling debt, he sold me to an s3x merchant house, and my brother to a mine owner.”

Fear? All of the above was the answer, and that left me so confused— “Say it, Jesse,” he snarled. “I… I’m yours.” “My what?” “Mate. I’m your mate—” “What else?” Oh God… I shook, something inside me twisting at the word. “Y-your slave—” I gasped. A wave of something powerful crackled along the bond and we both jolted.

Hundreds of Lucifers together make one Evinrude. As I stepped into his mansion, he tied a belt on my neck. He and his kids used to treat me worse than any dog would be treated. I don't think so there is any word, invented lower than the word slave. I was given dog's pots to eat and drink water. They used to give me their leftovers to eat. I bared everything. But then one day, his sons told me lick their feet like a dog and I denied. As a result, they tied me in their garden and they all peed on me. And their mother filmed it all like it was a comedy show or something. That's when I lost it. I knew the only way I had left was to fight for myself.

“ I have not forgotten it. I hope you can have sex with me because you like me. I know this is not easy, so I will not insist. After all, I am your slave, do whatever you want to do to me. I will not struggle again.” Cody looks at me with a doubtful smile. “ I hope you are not playing any tricks, you sly human. Otherwise, I will make you pay for that.” I smile flatteringly like a real slave. “ I will never trick you, my dear master.” I do not know if Cody believes what I said, after all, my words even disgusted myself.

Curse this wretched paralyzation! "I wanted to give you a comfortable existence, filled with simple pleasures. And now you're like this. I told you to eat, but you're practically a skeleton. I told you to sleep, but not to never awaken. I told you not to go past the white fences, and yet you've gone so, so very far away from me. How can you defy your master like this? Don't you know that I don't even have a shred of desire to punish you? I'm so sorry, Euroah. I only wanted someone to call my own."