Family Foot Slave Novels & Stories

"Honestly, when I saw Frederick's slave with the mark at the back of her neck, I felt we were one and the same. I do not want to be anything like my uncle. Both he and my mother are mentally unstable. I am beginning to suspect madness runs in that family." I said, and Qusack laughed. "They are just extreme people. I learned their father was worse," Qusack said, and I was silent.

If she knows about it, she will feel guilty and make me stop what I was working, She knows that I hate sex. If that thing didn't happen before I will probably be a rich spoiled brat not a Mafia, if that didn't happen my Mom I would probably not be here at the hospital, she will like to walk in the huge mansion and red carpet was on the floor while those maids were bowing like a slave but in the end, I was the slave but I choose it, I choose this and No matter what the consequences I will face it.

"You saved me too. Both of you. Just as much." Kara was crying now. She pressed her fingers to her eyes. Lilly was looking at me with the full, clear attention no tears, just that gaze, complete and warm and steady. Then she started to cry. "We're a family," Kara said, through the tears. "That's what I'm saying. That's the whole of it. We're a family and it started in a slave house and it grew into..." she gestured, at the library, at the estate, at everything beyond the walls, "all of this. And she.." she stopped. "Your grandmother was part of it. She was ours too. She was..."

They only do so little. He revealed how they were common men and slaves in Blue Moon pack. However, they were also friends to the beta's family and were closely knit. However, when the Alpha of that period died who was Scott's grandfather, the slaves used it to their advantage. Seeing the time frame as a vulnerable one, they cast a spell on the beta's family and took their destiny and future, thus swapping places. This made the original beta's family become slaves, while the common men were seen as the next to royal family.

"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.”

Her unyielding mindset was admirable, but her defiance started to piss me off. “You took away my life. I was happy being a lone wolf out there. You starved me in the hellhole. I cleaned the kitchen spotless. I broke my bones, dropped my blood to the ground, and I haven’t received my prize. I don’t even have money to buy the things I want. I can’t even talk to the only family I have left—” “I am your family!” “You’re not. A family doesn’t treat a member of his family like a slave. He shouldn’t control his family to beg on her knees if she needs something. I’m not your family.”

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.

The reason was simple. I am a slave, filthy, I am a nothing, I am the disgrace of the ‘family’. I walked into the woods again so I at least could feel free again. I started to think about my past while walking around. Since I can remember I am the slave of the Beta family. When I could walk and talk, they already let me do chores, when I started to get older, they told me about my real/birth parents and that I was just there help and that I had to stop calling them mam and dad.

They're scared that might happen again 10 years ago, I got kidnap and yeah, they did pay those guys who kidnapped me just to get me safely back to them. “Yeah, mommy says that Yaya Celine will come with me to watch over me,” I said, smiling at them. They nodded and opened the gate. “Senorita, I thought we were just going outside the garden. Your Mommy will scold me for this for sure.” Yaya Celine is 40 years old. She’s been working for our family for a long time. “I said that I’m going outside. You heard she agreed, didn’t you?” I asked, and she just shrugged.

His thunderous voice called as his men barged in behind him and immediately, the whole family rushed downstairs to see their visitor. Huh? Sophia almost lost her balance, looking at Ice Pick who seemed like someone that could kill at the moment. "Ice Pick, please…" Mr. Johnson fell to his knees immediately and pleaded, knowing the gravity of his sin. "Johnson…you dare take my slave home without my full permission when you know she's still mine until your payment is done. Do you freaking understand?!" Sophia's father shivered in fear, nodding his head. He faced Sophia and the ice in him melted for a while, seeing the fear in her eyes as she looked at him but he neglected his emotions and said