Shadow Slave Free Novels & Stories

If only she could see beyond the beastly mask. Underneath the mask was a young twenty-four year old lady who needed freedom from the shackles of slavery. I was no Adrian, I was just his slave. One who should carry out his dirty works with no complaint, one who had to whore around for her father's company's interest, one who is now planning the abduction of her sister with a man who whips her during sex.

He asks and smiles at me kindly. “Chocolate please,” When he handed it to me, my smile widened. “I’ll pay you later-- “ “You don’t need to. I’ll give it to you for free. That’s the only ice cream left.” Wait, did he just say that he’ll give this to me for free? Really? He’s too nice to give this to me, even though we’re strangers. Once I see him again, I’ll give him money to buy land and build his own business! “I’ll go ahead first, goodbye.” he smiled at me and so did I.

I’m a mother desperately looking for her son. I didn’t belong to anyone, not as a servant, a possession, a puppet, or a plaything. And I never would. The very idea of being called someone’s slave filled me with fire. I wouldn’t wear that title, not even if they tortured me until the last breath left my body.

If this guy wants to start something, I won't back down from a fight. “Uhm, you did do something terrible to me", I scoffed. “Really? Mind jogging my memory?”, He sat back and folded his arms, paying attention to me. “Well for starters, you bought me as a slave, then you brought me to your mansion just to lock me up in a cold dark room for weeks till I almost died!!”, I angrily told him. He sat forward and his eyes darkened, it looked like it was some nuclear weapon, waiting to be tampered with. I got scared for a minute, ‘Would he hurt me?’, I asked myself.

“Wait,” Cassie cried out when the pace became too much. “You need to listen to me.” Earl Adam halted and marched back to where she was doubled over and panting. “Slaves do not initiate conversations with their masters. They serve a purpose, something you will start to understand very shortly.” “What about your men?” “Eager to share your services, are you, little bitch?” It was so hard to meet his eyes now. That knowing gaze was tearing her apart. “Don’t call them, please. I beg you.”

Nina exclaimed through the speaker. “Are you listening to yourself? Didn’t you hear the part where I was kidnapped, threatened and almost raped by the thugs? And then I had to become a slave pet to pay off Mark’s debts??” Evelyn asked in disbelief. She wondered what was going on in Nina’s mind. What was so exciting about being someone’s pet? It was degrading and she hated it.

Poppy assured, seeing the sad look on Imogen's face. "I know" She nodded while Poppy smiled. "That shameless wretch, she managed to seduce the master and his cousin. Then manipulate them into freeing her as a slave, I hate her. She is more worst than Isabella" "At least that means the position of the lord's favourite slave is opened, if we managed to seduce him then we also get to be free," Another slave said, as they murmured among them not minding if Imogen was listening. Poppy hissed at them and patted Imogen's left shoulder

The realization hit her like a wave crashing against the shore, leaving her breathless and disoriented. His parting words echoed in her mind like a haunting refrain, each syllable laden with the weight of her predicament. "Slave." The word reverberated within her, a stark reminder of the cruel reality she had been thrust into. Despite her best efforts, she couldn't reconcile herself to the notion that such practices still endured in the world. Yet, amidst the turmoil of her thoughts, a sliver of relief pierced through the darkness – she was no longer in immediate danger.

She's no longer a Slave. She's now a Queen to her people. No more being whipped. No more being treated like dirt. She will not birth her child, bring her child into his wicked world, as a Slave.

VIOLET ‘ Free for claims. ’ This is a term every slave human fears significantly. It’s a term which means that the master werewolf doesn’t want their slave and anyone who wants or wins the fight can have that human - if that human survives the ferocious contest of pushing and pulling from all sides of course. It’s not like werewolves are dying to have that human as their slave who is already rejected by a master - it’s more like they enjoy the torment the human goes through.