Shadow Slave Epub Novels & Stories

the woman snorted, angry at how much ego she has. “well.., ouch!” She yelped as Shirley stylishly hit her to prevent her from annoying the Woman further. “You know I would want nothing more than to see you down there,” Mrs. Beverly sneered, staring disgustedly at her. “But I bet being pretty has its advantages.” Whatever that meant, Ava was grateful she could avoid the grinding quarters. It was the most dreaded place for a slave in Ballowood Park. “I'm glad I'm pretty then.” Ava jokes, causing a slight laughter from Shirley.

"That is all I have left." The deal is struck. There is nothing I can do about it. I have given myself to another person. I am now a slave. I am in shackles, even if it is not physical. I wonder how many babies I would have to push out to get my revenge on my freedom. I am the Property of the alpha king

Authur was all she has now,he has been protecting her but not anymore it's time she stepped out of his shield. "You will also be taken as a slave. If you agree to be our slave, your freewill ends today." Grand lord Daemon spoke up again. Pinning Authur with his green eyes. "Do you know what that means, little human? You're quite a pretty boy; I don't think you will lack masters in service." A shiver ran through Authur's spine, fear seeping through his core. If everything he had heard growing up and read in books were true, being a Kansas slave was worse than being a slave in any human kingdom.

He wanted her to make her his sex slave. The whole way towards her house she kept thinking about Yoshiro. Her mind kept reeling with the fact that he called her a sex slave. Who talks like that? Slavery was an old concept. But no one is allowed slaves, so why would he use that word? Suddenly she remembered how abducted girls and boys were kept hidden, beaten and treated as sex slaves. So even though slavery was illegal, nothing was there to stop people from having slaves. After that revelation, she hated Yoshiro even more.

“I need a slave.” Lord Lucian Blackwell declared, gazing at the eloquent garden through the window of his manor. “A slave?” Trevor asked as he dropped his feet from the table in disbelief. It was no secret the number of the things Lucian Blackwell detested–slavery being chief among them. Slaves were nothing but property: deprived of name, status, wealth, respect, and dignity. To Lucian, slaves were depreciating liabilities–they aged and got boring quickly. He believed in the principle, ‘Every man has a price’ which extended to labour. Until now.

Aliyah Once, I was a slave who was insulted and belittled. Despite my horrible background, I never stop loving and believing. And Ashton, despite his rough exterior, proved that true love can heal even the darkest wounds. The love we shared helped us to survive and thrive, demonstrating that love truly conquers all as the years go by. Our path together was difficult, but it was worth every moment of struggle and hardship. Love truly has the power to transform lives and bring light to even the most dreary of places.

I steal a glance around me and notice that no one fives a f*ck about what Shiro is doing. “Just playing with my toy. She is getting boring these days and I need a new one.” My jaw dropped. I can’t believe those words come from a living being. “So, you're here to buy a slave? I doubt you can. This is a charity event for kids. Even if there is a high demand is slavery, I doubt they will use slaves as items for this kind of event. Shiro smirked. “I thought you already know how my sister acts. Do you think that brat cares about the rules?”

She whispered to her ears ,her voice low and calmed . Lydia on her part ,Stared at her like she had seen a ghost. "While others are working their foot out ,All you do is walk around,like a slut in this pack , changing from one man to another "She yelled at her . Cora stared at her ,she wasn't smiling at her words as the other slaves laughed wholeheartedly at her words .She winced ,not able to say a word .Just like before,it felt like another part of her had been completely shattered .

“Let it be, I don't have the strength to listen to her father's ranting. We both know doing so will only send her back to daddy and daddy will come for us with a hundred-page lecture which I hate to sit and listen to but I have to '' Nathan laughed. Watching the slave girl who strangely caught his attention every time Shelly Anderson came by Nathan Lansfield felt angered. Slaves were not as common as before. It was a new era and while servants were paid for their services and hired according to their liking, the Andersons did not think so. Shelly has always treated her servants badly and Nathan has never failed to notice the bruises and burned marks every time the slave girl came with her mi

He did and she nodded her head nervously. "I wanted to take things easy with you but you don't want that. You want to show the most dangerous man how tough and stubborn you are. So from today, you will be my slave. Not just a slave, but my sex slave, my sex toy, my sex object." Jennifer was shocked. She didn't see that coming. "I don't understand. What do you mean by your sex slave?" Jennifer said.