Shadow Slave Manga Novels & Stories

THE MAFIA LORD SLAVE ©️GladdenedSoul 06/15/2020 [Criticisms are accepted. Errors Ahead!] PLAGIARISM IS A CRIME, ENJOY! *^_^* Authors Note: Some of the scenes are not suitable for young readers. Read at your own risk. Sorry for all the unpleasant words written in this book, please avoid following this behaviors. I'll be editing this. This story is not already finish. *** Kyla's P.O.V.

The hot bitter liquid threatened to escape me as my mind painted vivid pictures of what exactly had happened to the kind woman. I was transported back to my slave days in Darwin pack before I had been sold to Hanaerum. Ethan, Gary, and Noah threw parties daily for nobles like themselves who found their pleasure in r*ping and maiming slaves. I had been fortunate to never have been a victim of their desires as I was Ethan’s mate and him r*ping me would indirectly still seal the bond between us but I remembered all they had done while I was forced to watch. The screaming and crying and blood.

"Slaves are delicious creatures who are subject to the whims of their Master at any time." I moaned loudly, my legs spreading for his fingers, my arms going around his neck and kissing his chest as he finger fucked me. My Master made me cum in front of them, for their viewing pleasure. Once again, I felt like the slutty slave girl seducing the sales clerk, Gwen, or the needy, pathetic slave who enticed Sharon to ease my suffering; all of them strangers to me except for Lisa and Zoe and I felt so wanton, such a slave.

body dropping it on the tree stump of a mountain. [Shinjuku] We are finally back in the Realm of the Gods. [Olateju] What are we going to tell the others that we finally captured our slave. [Shinjuku] weren't going to tell them anything not after I extract the power from him. [Olateju] You're no different from the humans you know. [Shinjuku] What are you saying "Olateju". [Olateju] you want more power when you already have them.

Watch your back and trust no one, not even the one you call friends because you might not know what grudges one bears against you" Mariam concluded. Galene looked more confused than she was when Luciana said hers. What they were both talking about sounded more confusing to her. "How is she no longer a slave? For as long as she knew, she has become the master's personal slave and his act of kindness towards her doesn't make her think otherwise. She looked up to Mariam " I do not understand what you and Luciana are talking about. "What do you mean by I'm no longer a slave when I've become an inner chamber slave," Galene said rolling her eyes.

“You mistake lives for possessions. That is why you crawl before me now, broken.” He straightened, his gaze flicking toward his wolves. “Let them crawl. They’ve already been defeated.” The Moonspire wolves growled low but obeyed, stepping back, their massive bodies still bristling with power. The two slavers, broken and whimpering, dragged themselves toward the trees, vanishing into the shadows with pitiful cries. The clearing fell silent again, save for the sound of chains clattering as the slaves shifted uncertainly in the cart, their wide eyes fixed on the strangers who had just torn their captors apart.

A contract? "You will only eat the food that I give you." He continued, "You will only wear the clothes that I give you. Also, you will stay with me for twenty-four hours a day like a shadow." Okay, no contract. What was his deal? The guy sounded like a yandere character. Though yandere characters are cute with a knife, they are only good as fiction. In real life, they should be sent to a mental hospital. "Is this how slaves are treated here?" I couldn't help but ask. He was making me worry. "Asking for blood? Saying stuff such as I miss you? Then, telling a slave to follow someone like a shadow?"

Once that do, like you they will trample us all over,” Lady Jade said with her teeth gritted, holding her voice so it won't be too loud, “lowly slave, you should be grateful to be given food and a roof to live under. People like you are lesser than livestock.” “Perhaps, Jade, it is because you deserve to be trampled. You look down on others and that caused you to be looked down upon the same way. You might want to start rectifying your wrong doings,” I answered using the same tone as Jade. What happened about me being a slave and a rogue happened almost nine years ago, but the wounds were still fresh and the memories of my dying Pack and family wasn't good that I would ever try to look back.

"W-What's your story?" She froze at this, the light in her eyes slowly draining. I frowned, watching her expression, "You don't have to—" "It is alright to ask. We're all slaves here. I have nothing to hide," she replied. Her eyes flashed to mine, offering me a small smile. "Slaves, yes." I confirmed, "I am a slave because my parents were rogues. Shade is a slave because she was born without a wolf despite our blood running through her veins. Half of the slaves here were either rejected, rogues or like me- but-"

"I'm not attached, but there's more than one way to belong to someone else. You should know that. You're the one that's up for sale, fighter." "I don't belong to any man," Ash corrected. "I choose the contract and I walk away when I'm ready. Are you telling me someone own's you?" "In a manner of speaking," she replied hesitantly. A chill went down his spine. It explained her tough and sexy personality. Sexual slavery happened. It was entirely possible Anya was owned by someone, or a group of people, like the mafia. Had they sent her to seduce him into accepting a contract? Furious, Ash growled, "I'll buy your contract."