Shadow Slave Manga Novels & Stories

James’s obsession with my dad after three centuries was out of my mind, why couldn’t he just keep his mouth shut like a good friend. I took a deep breath as the silver seeping through my veins stopped eventually and replied, “I raised my hand at Shyla, James. How can I call myself a man after hurting a woman?” James nodded, understanding my point and told me. “The head warrior said that they don’t keep records of sexual services of slaves. An average omega starts serving their superiors after fifteen...” His long speech about the Blood Moon Pack made me realize two things: One, Shyla was an extraordinary woman who had survived the hardships of slavery.

Blocking her 5'2" frame from view completely. Rosy is sweet and confident, but she has never done well against bullies. And these three are the biggest bullies we have ever faced. "Elaborate, and we might come without a struggle," I say, trying to buy us time while learning as much as I can. "If we elaborate completely, you will become even more frightened, sugar, .....but..... since you asked nicely. ......There are three different slave types that you could be sold for. Sex slave, regular slave, and blood slave. For example, you are tall, beautiful, and strong. Perfect for being a sex slave or maid. Your friend is petite, timid, and beautiful. She fits with all three categories. We shall

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.

Magnus looked at her one more time before exiting the room, leaving her alone to do her tasks she turned back to the large room and heaved a long sigh. " Today's gonna be a long day", she said to herself before getting started. ********* " I hate this so much", Naya moaned in the head of her vessel sitting quietly along with some other slaves in the back seat of the black van. " Do you think we'll be meeting some elites today?", one of the slave girls asked. " I hope we do", another slave wished happily, " Oh goodness I wish we were meeting elites, imagine one of them taking a liking to you",

“By the end of the night you’ll scream my name as you beg for more.” She leaned in close to whisper against his ear. “You’ll be screaming just as much.” Fred had no doubt of what she’d get him to do. He was her slave just as much as she was his toy. With the full moon glaring around them, Fred took her hard, making love to her in the water. They were a mated couple, destined by fate, and made real by the love glowing between them.

I trailed my hands up her body and groped her breasts, causing her to lean forward pressing her breasts into my hands. I began trailing my thumbs along the undersides of her breasts, causing her to gasp and moan deeply. I then smirked as I gently pinched her nipples. Miko gasped loudly, but never slowed her hip movements as she continued to punish her pussy on my hard cock. I added more strength to my pinches as I taunted, "Look at yourself, you slant-eyed slut. You're moaning like a yellow whore as your white master pinches your nipples and you slam your tight yellow pussy on my hard white cock. You must really want me to breed your yellow pussy again, you Nip slut. I bet you even orgasm fr

This book holds three stories, they are series that is needed to be together. 1. The Slave Mafia. To save my Mother. "You're just my Slave, Olivia." I gasped at his words, those words subsisted enough to shatter me to pieces. But what should I do with it? I am nothing. "But... you tell me those words! You tell me you love me!" "I don't love you. I will never love you." River said with cold eyes. My jaw dropped and my eyes went wide, I came back to the reality, where I was fooling myself.

The name sounded familiar but I couldn't place my finger on it so I just brushed the thought aside. “Why, Miguel?” “Why what?” “Why me? Why do you even want a slave?” “You interest me that's why. You do things to me just by giving me that death stare.” He let out a sigh. “I want a slave because you're bound by a contract, you will do anything I say. Relationships are meaningless to me, you have more freedom in a relationship and I don't want that. As a slave, you have no choice.” “Psychopath!”

She was a blonde with long hair that went down to her waist. “I do want her gone, but definitely not dead.”She looked at me lying there and took her left heeled leg and stepped on my already broken leg and twisted it, i felt so much pain i got numb. “You better go back to wherever you came from yoi little whore. Alpha Marcus is mine, am his chosen mate and i need you to be gone.” she said removing her leg from my broken crushed leg. “If you do not find a way to get out of here am going to kill you with my own damn hands.” “Why are you worried about her anyway? You are his true mate she is just a slave he plays with.”

That was like a slap in the face for me since for some stupid reason, I feel an attraction for Antton that takes my breath away every time I have him near me, I feel like if he moves away from me it's like he's taking my soul away —What if... someone falls in love with one of them? Madi looks at me questioning my question. —You die, because they do not love, they are villains who do not care about the feelings of a human, they only enjoy our pain when they walk away and abandon the one they used as a blood bank, and that's not all, almost at the end she says that the worst is for the slaves because if their master dies, death too but their suffering is agonizing.