Shadow Slave Chapter 1975 Novels & Stories

I asked amidst tears, my mind racing uncontrollably, I'll never see Kate again, I'll never see Dad again. This was not how I'd imagined my wedding night with Alek, anything but this. “To do whatever they want with us, they become our owners, this is an auction, newbie. We are getting sold off” I couldn't wrap my mind around the idea that human slavery still existed but I knew I had to find my way out. We heard footsteps, then banging on the wall, “they are here” Tanya’s husky voice had weakened and I could feel this was the end for me.

I have lost the one person I could trust and spend time with in this hellhole. I woke up hours ago but still haven't found the courage to open the door and face the judgement of those who want to make my life a nightmare. Sometimes I wonder why they think they are better, higher than me. Yes, the collar around my neck isn't a symbol of freedom, but it's not like they have any more of it than I do. We're all locked up here; the difference between us is that they want to be here. They make money for their work in this place while I am locked up here like a prisoner. Come to think of it, maybe they are right. The servants have more freedom than I could ever dream of. If they decide to find a ne

He was a devil in disguise, and I couldn't believe that I had been blinded by his charm, all because he was Tracy's supposed mate. As we made our way deeper into the compound, the pained expressions on the slaves' faces etched themselves into my memory. Their hollow eyes spoke volumes, their silent cries for freedom reverberating within me. I vowed to find a way to free them from this wretched existence and bring justice to Alpha Nathan. *** The guards brought me to a small hut at the edge of the compound. It was a unpolished and run-down structure, barely providing any shelter.

The General's face was stern, caught in a difficult dilemma. "If I may speak, Master," I managed to say in a small voice, keeping my head bowed low. "You may speak," he replied, and I saw Madam Melania's legs step back. "It wasn't my intention. I never planned any of this. I lost my dignity that night, but it doesn't matter; slaves are less than humans in this world, and we do not aspire for more. I know and respect my place," I started trying to find the right words so they would know I wasn't out to destroy them, as Madam Melania implied.

The eye of anathema that he displayed, was enough to have Austin wanting to leave the room after their last encounter. — Somewhere up north. "Sir, I swear." "Be quiet!" "I do have owners, they're the Cunningham's." The Caucasian man ignored her as he scribbled down on his note book. She had been yelling and screaming ever since they had captured her off the side of a busy railway route. The other slaves who were in the same cage, watched as she continued to beg. They knew it was of no use. They had accepted their fate but Faith hadn't. She soon realized the harshness of the real world after spending days tied up and cramped with many other slaves in a cargo ship. Given very little to drink,

Era rushed out these words, so excited to know what was going on in her life as Michelle shook her head saying, “No, I am not a slave. I was given my freedom by the prince months ago, after they took you, he sent me to the house of an old woman, Mrs. Danni by name and she is the kindest soul you could ever think of, she is the one who took care of me taking me as her daughter. I am not working as a slave. But although I am accepted by my people here, I am not happy. Nobody wants to hear anything about you, they all believe that you are bad and I hate them for that.”

"That wasn't a nightmare, Gwen. That was reality. You are stuck here forever." "I want to bargain, then," she said and now she saw both men's interest was piqued although she could see how the two of them were looking at her as though waiting for her to try and give her best shot. What she learned from talking to Henrietta earlier is that she has a choice. And if Hades won't give it to her for some fucked up pact he made with her parents many years ago, she would try and negotiate. "I will do the service," she said and she was surprised to hear her own voice not trembling. "I will be your slave and you use me whenever or wherever you want."

All it took was 1 hour, 1 hour to change my life, and 1 hour is all it took for me to become an Omega slave. I enter the kitchen and thank the moon goddess that time is on my side this morning in fact, I'm 15 minutes early so breakfast definitely won't be late. Hopefully, that means I'll only get slaps and kicks today while serving breakfast to everyone and I won't get beat. Friday I was 3 minutes late serving breakfast and I was badly beaten. The longer I'm here the worse the beatings get.

Lily ordered them to eat. The servants served the foods to them. Clive is not used to this kind of treatment that is why he blushed while being served. "I can get for myself Miss. Thank you." Clive refused to be served. "Are you not used to be served Mr. Aster?" Lily asked. 'Clive shook his head. "We are not rich Mrs. Klatt. I am not used to being served. I think I don't deserve such thing." "It's fine. You are my guest today. Let them serve you as I ordered them." Lily stated in a calm voice.

I nodded. "So, you were asking me something. Continue." he said. How can I call him master? This is too much!! I tried to say master but my mouth just don't allow me to. At last, I managed to say, "Mas..ter,.....why are all the things just lying here. Why aren't they arranged? The guys who are supposed to arrange these are not here yet?" He smiled and said, "Good question, slave." He called me slave!!!!! What does he think of himself? He is calling me slave! This is too much. I really want to smack his face!