Historical Fiction Slavery Novels & Stories

Because according to Axelina, there are very few women who want to be honest and admit their own identity. "What do you mean? Can you explain to me? I want to hear it from you. If you don't mind telling it." said Axelina, inviting Lucia to sit beside her. And the story flowed from Lucia's mouth. About the beginning she was able to be with Lexon. “I was here because Lexon bought me when there was an auction at one of the famous club in Amsterdam. An unfortunate thing that happened to me that finally brought me into that cursed place. At first I intended to run away from the arranged marriage between my parents. And not knowing the Amsterdam area, I entered the embroidery area. A place where m

Everything seemed to be in order but I don’t know how much he’s actually stolen from the patrons of that inn. “Why did you do this?” I asked him. He slowly raised his head to look up at me. I still kept my bow at bay just in case he tries to do something. “I needed the money for my family. Some thugs took away my wife and daughter and they tried to sell them as slaves. I needed the money to pay the thugs so they would let my wife and daughter go.” He said. As far as I know, slave trading is an illegal business in this Empire. The Emperor had it abolished when he was crowned years ago. So that means someone is illegally selling slaves in this Empire and getting away with it.

We also helped build bridges and the railroad system across the United States. Six generations ago, the Evans male in charge of the company, Eziah Evans, abolished slavery as one of our forms of income, years before it was abolished by the federal government. I can tell you, that caused quite an uprising within our ranks, but he held firm in his beliefs. All of our slaves were given their freedom, along with pay for their years of servitude. The adults given freedom were told where their children resided or where they’d been sold off, and Eziah helped those who wanted his help to buy their children and families back from other slavers. It was a long and lengthy task, not to mention, expensiv

​"Power, my dear. Arden was one of the strongest Alphas born during his time. He had a brother and they were both very powerful wolves. When the South became overrun with trading, they tried to stop it. My brother-in-law was killed and Arden was nearly crippled." ​"I'm so sorry. I never heard of any of this." ​"No one has in the South. It's a black stain on our history they wish to keep hidden." ​"What was trading?" ​"Morana, leave it." Arden grumbled. ​"She deserves to know; everyone deserves to know our true history." Morana looked back at me. "The South was big in trading slaves, mostly women. They still do to this day; they just keep it much lower key."

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.

Kyle rushed in with a pale, trembling soldier behind him. “Your majesty! The villagers have gone mad!” the soldier blurted. “How dare—” the duchess began. “Shut up!” I snapped, slicing through her outrage without looking at her. “What the hell are you talking about?” “I don’t know if you were told yet but this place has a long history of exploitation by the port city next door. The port keeps getting richer off the villagers’ labor here. This is a slave colony!” the soldier said.

She assisted The Union in several battles with her older brother, but they were both caught before The Union could reach them. In the notes, Phuture finally discovered where Celie was born and raised. The Union, short for The Union Greenland. A country that was built by slaves, slaves who were originally kidnapped from another land. Kidnapped migration. Great, now I finally know where the hell I am at least. I'm still unsure what city... There was so much to read in such small amount of time, there had to been at least a decade worth of information written in the bible. There's no way they read what was inside... they certainly would've taken the book.

"Because after such characteristics became known, they became targets of slave traders. There are no original wolf tribes left in Ellesmere now. They were all sold out at a high price." "What?" My eyes widened in bewilderment. Being sold? Like as a slave? Seriously, why does every historical fiction always have a thing about slaves? It's so cliche. Slavery is against human's right! Tsk.. "When it was an independent land, the tribe was blessed by the God of the Moon and was protected. But the protection was lost when it became part of the empire. Slave hunting is illegal, but the problem was the black market. I've heard that 20 years ago, on a stormy day, slave traders came into Ellesmere and

I see him breathe again and his hand trembles, his sadness begins to be palpable, and his aura becomes denser. "Many centuries ago, I abolished this horrible practice of slavery from my lands... I always thought that when I found my other half, she would be free, and then we could rule, regardless of her status." Soren continues speaking and lowers his hand. "It seems that something in me had already foreseen something like this... I just didn't expect to find you in foreign lands." Soren runs his hand through his blond hair. I think he's desperate and that I should care, but after everything I've been through... Never... He's also a King, he's also a ruler, and none of that will change the

The woman wiped her tears as Helen's eyes welled up. 'How could Marcel be this cruel? How could Marcel let this happen?' Helen thought to herself. And the woman continued, "After a period, they start selling these girls to different countries, some are sold for slavery and some for prostitution. All the girls in here are virgins and if they are not, they turn them into a virgin by stitching their genitals. Once their masters are done with them, they get them back here but the animals in here resell them to other countries again." The woman's feet gave up as she dropped onto the floor.