Historical Fiction About Slavery Novels & Stories

they had it harder. We all had it hard, there really was no comparing sufferings. However white men could rape female slaves without fear of punishment. It was only recently that I was told that men and boys were also sexually abused by their slave masters. I was baffled, it was indecent and horrible. Men and boys were obviously also forced into unwanted sexual activity but the only problem was they didn't bear mixed race children to document it. Like Mary..

“Why did you save those raiders?” “I have friends among them.” “Friends with raiders? Unbelievable.” He shook his head in disbelief. Cara and her friends had now disappeared into the distance. “Useless soldiers.” He frowned. “Though they were useful slaves.” “Slaves?” I gasped in realization. “…Your Majesty, is there going to be slavery after Rome ruled the world.” He glanced at me back with a cocked brow. “Of course, there will be slavery,” he replied like it was a normal thing to say. “Why did you ask?” That struck my mind, remembering all the history books I read. Ancient civilizations were tainted with slavery.

Valerie asked raising an eyebrow at us, she had just come back from the kitchen with Diana, I didn’t even know that she was there to begin with, brining mugs of warm milk for both Nathan and I, Nathan raised an eyebrow at the mugs before his grandmother took both cups and took a sip out of them before handing them to us “don’t worry child, if I wanted to harm you, I wouldn’t poison you, I have a lot more pride than doing what a slave would” Nathan simply chuckled at that knowing what his grandmother meant, as throughout the centuries, stories were heard about slaves, maids, or even wives who poisoned their kings or princes for gold or power, what was odd about slaves doing it was that they w

"Why not?" "Because I was the house slave. I cleaned, cooked, and scrubbed from a young age, into my teens and my adulthood. They never let me watch the tv so I developed a voracious reading appetite. Books were my escape from my terrible reality. I taught myself how to read and write since Penelope refused to send me to school. Whenever I slacked on my chores, Penelope starved me as a form of punishment. But I was used to slavery anyway so back then, my life did not seem so horrific." She shrugged but a drop of tear slid down and she hoped Asher didn't notice it. "Not all humans are like that though, I hope you know," Asher said.

“Did they have many slaves?” “They weren’t slaves,” I corrected her. “It was before the civil war, right?” she asked. “Isn’t that when you went back? Before the war?” “The other plantations had slaves. Lance’s family employed free blacks,” I explained. “African Americans,” Nora corrected me. “Yes, although most of who they employed didn’t come from Africa. They were from Jamaica,” I said.

Roger replied with a slight smile as they shake hands again after which, he outstretched his hand to shake the other party’s. “Deal” Beta Miguel did the same as he grabbed the other members hands and shake, the deal was completed and I, Emma Mondragon, had officially become a slave. ** I don’t know how long it’s been all i know is that we’ve been in a constant rush for the past few days, we came by quite a few stops to collect the other slaves that the Slavers were supposed to deliver, as of now, we were here in one of their bases to collect the other slaves held there and unlike all the other slaves, I am not chained with iron chains. Instead, I am handcuffed with silver, shackled hands and

Seraphina’s POV As I waited for my meeting with the Riddle family’s leader, I couldn’t help but think back to the stories I had heard about slaves. Moonbane had never practiced slavery within our borders, but that didn’t mean I was ignorant of the world outside. Helena had told me stories—dark, unsettling ones—about the conditions that slaves endured in other parts of the world. They were property, bought and sold without a second thought. Their fates were determined not by their own choices, but by the whims of their owners.

, she concluded Liana wiped her tears and got on her feet, " I know nothing about my family, I just grew up to be a wanderer until the day I found myself in Guyana…. since I have no destination , I have to leave with a woman that laid me a helping hand. I became her servant until I noticed she wants to turn me into a sex slave, but I went against her wish….I met my husband in her eatery where I worked…he saved my life that day and I ran out, later on , I met him on the way and left with him…on the first day I visited his family, the rejected me and fortunately, I got pregnant for him…that's the major reason they accepted me back because they need a grandchild….. Mrs Katherine sighed drawing

This was probably my best opportunity to set them free. “Why do you need slaves?” I asked him. “Haven’t you seen how other packs avoid the Highlands? Nobody keeps slaves anymore.” “I didn’t start it. Slavery has been in existence since the time of my father’s reign,” he said proudly. ****************** “What?” “It’s true,” I said. I didn’t know how he would react to the full story of how I ended up here for the first time over 8 years ago. But if I was going to be his mate for real, he needed to know the truth about my past.

The pain throbs, a dull ache spreading across my forehead as tears spill down my cheeks. “Nothing wrong? Don't make me laugh,” she sneers as she grips my arm tighter. “Have you lived in ignorance all your life to not even know the fact that your kind owned the first ever set of slaves? Your kind built an empire on our backs. Thousands of people from the Kingdom of Māui, including my own great grandfather, were slaves to your Kingdom. Your people used magic to chain us like dogs. Or did you think history would be forgotten?” Her words land like a punch. Because she’s right.