Novel & Cerita Shadow Slave Audiobook

Martha didn’t respond to what the werewolf just said to her and kept her calm. The werewolf was angry at Martha and got even angrier when it noticed Tyler approaching her with another tumbler of water. It let out a huge groan and said, “You better not listen to her demands Tyler. Remember they are not our guests but just slaves” Both Cindy’s and Benjamin’s eyes widened as they heard themselves labeled as slaves in front of their daughter. Martha didn’t show any signs of getting offended upon getting called as a slave since she believed she was smart enough to not register the bullshit coming out of the werewolf’s mouth.

She asked. "Leila, you will do all the things I ask you to do, all of my work. You will be by my side. In my home, in my office and everywhere I went like a shadow. Or I say You will be my Slave." He said. The last words that came out from his mouth felt like someone has punished Leila with a hunter. It was a severe blow to her self respect. For a moment, she thought to deny this disgusting offer and go to jail but then she thought she has a chance to take her revenge.

"The little slave who thinks she is special now because she is mated to the executioner." "Please just leave me alone." I managed to whisper, but my voice came out so weak it was pathetic. Hunter laughed and it was an ugly sound that made my skin crawl. "You really think you matter now, don't you? You are still just a worthless slave who got lucky, but that luck is about to run out because you will be dead soon anyway." He moved closer and I backed up, my entire body trembling until I hit the stone railing of the balcony and had nowhere else to go.

"Orrin nearly tore me in half getting to her. I'm sure." "Goddess." He sat down, hard. A grin was starting to spread across his face, the helpless kind. "Who is it? Which House? Does Petra know yet, she's going to be insufferable…" "She's a participant. In the Slave Games" The grin fell from his face.

“I promise to make the night blissful for us.” If I didn’t know this animal better, I would have fallen for his stupid tricks. “I despise unsubmissive women.” He presses the bridge of his nose, irritated. “I don't want to be here.” I find my voice, pushing my anxiety to the depths of my stomach. He wiggles a warning finger. “You are my slave.” “That doesn’t make me less of a being. I’m not an animal who follows every order.” “Wrong. Slaves are animals. Now come to me.”

He didn’t fully believe the suggestions yet, but he stayed with the page anyway. At one point he muttered under his breath, “This feels stupid,” yet he didn’t put the book down. He kept reading, slow and resistant, the attempt itself more important than any sudden breakthrough. The silence of the room pressed in, but for once he didn’t fill it with old patterns.

I paused for just a fraction of a second, resting the heavy stone against my thigh to straighten my violently throbbing lower back. CRACK. The deafening snap of a heavy leather whip bit into the wheelbarrow mere inches from my boots, showering my legs in wet gravel. "Hey! Keep moving, you lazy piece of shit!" the Vanguard slave master bellowed. He strode toward me through the mud, his scarred face twisted into a deeply cruel, sadistic sneer. "I know you're that pampered Silvercrest trash, but you better get it through your thick skull that this isn't your daddy's territory! Pick up the rock! You are nothing but a slave here, and you will break your back until I say you can stop!"

Did God hear my prayers? Francisco blinked twice. “B-Boss?” He stuttered. “I’ll pay her debts. Sell her to me.” My eyes widened. “Hey! I’m not for sale!” “S-Sure, Sir. I think s-she doesn’t have a boyfriend and still a virg–” “How perverted! Damn you!” Adam mirked at me. His smirk made my skin shiver from my spine. “What a-about our d-debt to you, b-boss? Was it f-forfeited, too?”

As I settled in my room, contemplating the tumultuous events of the day, Theda unexpectedly entered, her presence a mix of apprehension and determination. "Alpha Norton," she began, her voice steady but laced with a hint of vulnerability, "I'll tell you the truth." I turned my full attention to her, my gaze filled with a mixture of anticipation and concern. Theda took a deep breath, gathering her thoughts before continuing. "I was once Alpha Tyler's slave," she revealed, her words carrying the weight of a painful past. The room fell into a heavy silence as the gravity of her admission sank in. My eyes widened with a mix of shock and empathy, as I listened to the haunting tale that unfolded b

But whatever she thought, a moment later it all just… faded. She stopped pulling against my grip. She didn’t protest. And when neither me nor Rake slowed, she gave up resisting and trotted to come alongside me. I smiled as my power surged. She’d given in. Chosen to trust me—or at least, put herself at my mercy. Submitted, I thought with a delicious smile. Slave. This was going to be even better than I’d thought. ***** NOTE: SOUNDTRACK for the next chapter: “Wolves” by Sam Tinnesz and Silverberg