Princess Amber Feet Slave Novels & Stories

The lycan princess cast her gaze over Maggie like the girl was unimportant and she moved to Amber’s side calmly. “Come. We have a lot to talk about.” Maggie took a few steps back, gasping breathlessly as the Princess interlocked her arm with Amber’s and together they turned in the opposite direction. Seeing them together, it was more obvious to everyone present. There was no denying it. Never mind what Maggie said. This wasn’t. Some voodoo or witch spell. It was real. Amber was a royal lycan. Mina’s frame shuddered and she pressed a cool palm to her cheek to calm her shock. Today had been one hell of a day with several things happening.

Cara told Dala as they moved inside leaving Sita outside. "I wish we knew where Princess Amira was" Cara said. "I do" Dala said "I've always told you that Amira doesn't care about anybody else apart from herself" Dala said "That's not true, and it's treason to speak ill of the total house" Cara said "She's no longer in her land, sheets brought her as a slave, just like us and we are now equals, even though I heard she'll soon be married to the king" Dala said

“You will serve me instead. Lower than an omega, lower than the dirt under my boots.” The prince slashed out his claws, and I winced as he grabbed a fistful of my hair, drawing blood and staining streaks of blonde. My chest heaved as he bent to my eye level, his grip tight, making it hard to look away. His lips spread into a cruel grin, amusement gleaming in his amber pupils. “You will become my slave, so make sure to entertain me until I grow bored with your suffering.” My jaw clenched, and the shackles on my wrist felt heavier than before.

He didn't know that his brother was so damaged and wicked that he had to rape his own wife just to prove that he was better than him, shaking his thoughts he pulled and pulling it away from dark things, he did his morning abolition, he was startled when he saw the person leaning on his door. Princess Amelia, couldn't sleep throughout the night she watched the beast sleep perfectly, not withstanding that she was hurt, injured and bleeding. She called her servants to clean her up, since every part of her body was a bloody mess, her personal servant couldn't help but she'd some tears when she saw what had happened to princess Amelia. " Your highness, I am sorry, " smiling blankly she said " you

It was an insult for a gifted being to be a slave. Such people were kept as people of high status such as a prime ministers or a member of the land's council. The King smiled. An evil smile that didn't reach his eyes. "I don't care what power you bear La Reine, you're no longer the Princess of ICANAR but a Slave for the King of Bakarish. My Slave." TBC

I was just as confused as everyone else, but slaves did not speak unless spoken to and definitely not to contradict the Alpha King. "Look at her eyes," the King continued, pointing at me. "They glow gold when no human eyes should glow. She has bewitched the cursed Alpha himself and this is proof of her evil." The crowd murmured agreement and I could feel their fear and hatred pressing down on me from all sides. Some wolves had partially shifted with claws and fangs out and ready to attack and others looked at me like I was a demon that had invaded their sacred ceremony. "I call for her execution," King Lucian announced and his voice rang through the hall with finality.

She says before the sounds of something falling and Jessica letting out a soft curse follow. “Princess, is everything okay?” I ask, worried about her getting hurt. “Yeah. I found the greenhouse you mentioned earlier today and decided I needed to actually choose things from the store to start gardening in it. That was a bag of dirt falling over and making a mess.” She explains with a sigh, and I chuckle, wanting nothing more than to pull up the app and see what sort of mess was made. “Don’t work too hard, Princess. You can leave the heavy lifting to me.” I state, and I meant every word. My Princess does not need to work so hard with me there for her.

Era whispered back. By who? The slave trade hasn’t started yet, and there is no other person here, higher to take you, well apart well the prince and I highly doubt he is going to pick you as his personal fuck buddy, he already has a mistress he loves. Like I said, bear with him, okay. We slave too suffered at the hands of your father. It is being months and you haven’t been touched yet, am sorry but I have to go. Amber said as she turned and left leaving Cassidy behind with her who smirked and stood up saying,

“Not if you help me get out of here” “Okay, it might take me a few days but I will do my best, just hang in there” I hear the footsteps leave and I slump down onto the bed, tired, frustrated and in a lot of pain. The pain came in waves and I didn’t know what that meant, every few hours the door would unlock and a girl would bring me in some food, she never spoke and I kept my distance, she would leave as soon as she put the plate down. The second day, she glanced back at the door and then shot me a wink “I’m Amber” but I could see the marks on her arms and the rags that she wore, she was their slave just like I had been to Black night.

She was not just angry but hurt. “I’m sorry, Princess,” Amie sobbed. “He warned me. Said if I spoke, he’d punish me worse—” “Seize him,” Emeriel snapped to her guards. “Take him to the dungeons.” She turned to the slavemaster. “Good luck writing enough petitions to earn the court’s interest. Maybe in a few months they’ll even read one. Until then, you’ll rot in there.” The slavemaster’s eyes widened in disbelief as the two Urekai males stood motionless at the door, stunned, but wisely kept their heads down.