Shadow Slave Chapter 1975 Novels & Stories

“Sold for sixty million!" Did I just spend sixty million for a slave?

She was pointing again, but not at me—instead, to the window behind me. I looked outside at the clouds, where shadows had spilled over the sky. Something caught my eye, and I noticed two particularly dark shadows above the boughs. They were bleary at first as they were hidden behind plumes of smoke—then they emerged, dipping into the clear open sky above. A chorus of screams filled the room, and slaves pulled relentlessly on their chains and collars. “What is that?” they screamed. “Oh my god, we’re going to die!” One particular slave was jerking violently at the leather of her collar. “Get this thing off of me!”

“Do you think you still own your life now? The moment you step into this place, Master Henderson owns your life, and you are at his mercy. Now, do what I asked you to before I will do it myself. I will never do it slowly.” “You are a doctor. You should save lives.” Her hands were on my throat. “You don’t have the right to lecture me, woman. Now, strip.” I stepped back when her hands closed on my neck. I glanced at my clothes which were coated with dried blood. “Why should you be embarrassed? Slaves don't have any dignity left.” “We still do." "If your master ordered you to eat shit, you should." "You don’t have to be this kind of bitch,” I muttered but stripped otherwise. Arguing was pointle

Yara shifted beside me, but I lifted a hand slightly, stopping her. Vanya took a step closer. “Do you think putting on silk and sitting in an office changes anything?” she scoffed. “I remember you on your knees scrubbing floors.” Her smile widened cruelly. “You cried a lot back then.” A murmur rippled through the slaves. I kept my voice calm. “Release them.” Vanya laughed. “Release them?” She gestured toward the slaves kneeling in the dirt. “These animals?” Her eyes flashed with amusement. “They exist to work. To obey. To suffer when they fail.”

But within the depths of their suffering, a spark of rebellion ignited. On one of the nights, whispers of defiance spread among the slaves. They formed a secret alliance, united by their shared desire for freedom. The plan was simple yet daring: to rise up against their captors and reclaim their dignity. As the darkness cloaked the cotton fields, the mob of slaves launched their assault. Their anger fueled their strength, and the element of surprise worked in their favor. Overwhelmed by sheer numbers, the slave master and his guards found themselves facing a furious mob hell-bent on retribution.

“Go ahead, this is no meat for babes.” With that, they walked past us. They snarled and strode away. As they left, the slave behind me fainted and fell to the ground. Before I could turn, Shadowvale caught her in his arms.

Scott!, That was what I wanted to say with pride. I could see myself doing it and naming all his promises to me. I'm sure even if didn't Scott would find a way of bringing me out of the tight corner. A slap landed on my face, bringing me back to the reality. “She is pregnant and smiling to herself, Is it a thing to be happy about?”. I felt my world crashing as I realized that indeed a slave wasn't permitted to get pregnant just like it was rumored.

"Hold on! Don't let yourself down! Remember our plans? Don't let me down, it'll take me forever to find a friend that's as good as you!" Marie's voice joined in, as did Mr Montford's, but they merged together in a discordant noise that sought to shatter his skull. "I get it...but let me sleep for a bit," he muttered, unable to tell whether he spoke aloud or not as hissing replaced the voices. "Just five minutes." He didn't feel the chain drag him back, falling into a black slumber. ----- Shu watched from above, mouth dropping open, aghast at the actions. Oh, he had seen slaves bound in chains, their ankles shackled as they worked. But this was different. Most has been treated with a degree o

Then he held the slave's wrists with his white palms to calm his struggles before saying seriously: “You are free now. Now, you are no longer a slave and you no longer have a master. We are all members of the Hidden Race like you. We are your compatriots, we will protect you and help you. Please come with us." The slave was dizzy for a moment. Just when I thought he was convinced, he suddenly shouted, "No. I don't want anything to do with you. I only want my master. I will never have any freedom. I can only live with the protection of my master. I want to go back!" After that, it didn't matter what Vincent said. The male slave refused to listen and insisted on returning to the dungeon. Vince

I’ve been trough enough beatings to endure the pain. “What are you thinking about? Are you okay? Do you have any pain?” No nothing is wrong Al… eh… Noah. I’m just tired, that’s all.” “You can sleep in the car on the way to our pack grounds. I will make sure that the backseat is as comfortable as possible for you.” “That’s really nice of you Noah, thank you. I don’t know why you think I deserve this but from the bottom of my heart thank you for everything.” “You’re welcome Jane, everyone deserves love and affection. So do you, no one deserves what you have been trough. You need to know that slaves are forbidden. It’s the law of the elders, did you know that?”