Novel & Cerita Shadow Slave Manwha

Linda shouted, making me turn to her in shock. "Are you... crazy?" I grunted, wondering why she was so pleasant, as if we had never known each other. Finally, we got to a place that looked different from the whole pack. I looked around and was shocked at what I saw. The real scene of slaves. All were men, shirtless and carrying heavy materials ranging from bricks to rods. What broke my heart was the whip being lashed at their backs each time they fell weakly. "Are you taking me there?" I asked the man holding my hands.

“And I will, once you simply tell me that you belong to the Shadow Howl.” The woman sobbed, lifting her head to look at the rest of us, who had been forced to our knees to witness everything unfold. Leaders, turned into servants. Her eyes were bloodshot, and with every breath she forced through her lungs my heart went out to her and her baby. She didn't deserve any of this, and it was cruel to put her in such a position. If the woman agreed, no one could blame her. But the woman pressed her lips together, and silenced her sobs. She looked up at the admiral, and shook her head. “You murdered my husband. I will not birth a slave,” she said with determination flashing in her eyes.

So regardless of what her best friend thought or had to say, Kiara stood to her feet and snuck into the male slave wing. “Pst…” Kiara called one of the males as she hid from the guards and looked around apprehensively. The male looked down at her, he didn’t look surprised that they was a female in the male wing. This was a normal occurrence in the slave economy. “Pass?” The male simply said as he handed his palms out to Kiara. It was very obvious what he was asking for. He was asking for the coins that Kiara unfortunately didn’t have . “I want to see the old man.” Kiara whispered with a forced smile, hoping wishfully that he would somehow lead her to the shaman.

I quickly got down from the bed and rushed out of the room, making my way to the slave dining. When I got there, the long dining table was already filled to the brim with slaves; young and old alike. I managed to find an empty seat facing a male slave and sat down. We were often divided into groups to share a big bowl of food, which often led to fights and arguments about who would eat the most; that moment was always when the elderlies would scold us, telling us we had more stamina than them and should eat less, leading to rebellion from the younger ones.

She said in a trembling voice, "Run! There are ghost slaves..." Hearing the word 'ghost slaves', the expressions of all the people present changed. Only Qin Haodong did not understand what it meant. He asked, "What is a 'ghost slave'?" The Little Witch said, "The ghost slave is the bodyguard of the Ghost Lord. Not only is his cultivation high, but he is also extremely cruel." Tu Jiaojiao said, "Ghost slaves usually appear in groups. Let's go now. Or, it will be too late later!"

Evelyn’s uncle blurted out, trying to save his own skin. Zach cocked his brow. “Mmmmm, tell me about this…. debt.” Evelyn’s uncle shivered when the man behind him kicked him again. He looked around and saw that many men in black were holding guns. He dared not lie to the man in front of him. He proceeded to tell Zach about the debt with Damian and how Evelyn had become his slave pet. An evil smirk plastered Zach’s face when he heard the details. “Interesting.” He then gave his subordinate a look.

"That wasn't a nightmare, Gwen. That was reality. You are stuck here forever." "I want to bargain, then," she said and now she saw both men's interest was piqued although she could see how the two of them were looking at her as though waiting for her to try and give her best shot. What she learned from talking to Henrietta earlier is that she has a choice. And if Hades won't give it to her for some fucked up pact he made with her parents many years ago, she would try and negotiate. "I will do the service," she said and she was surprised to hear her own voice not trembling. "I will be your slave and you use me whenever or wherever you want."

His glum eyes darted between the plump breasts of women and the bulky arms of men. Yet Princess Rina and Thorn were both missing. The bright moon painted the yard. A loud bang shot across the vast yard. Leila looked over to the source of the sound. Confetti was shot into the air from a large canon and littered all across the dusty ground. The wheels of wooden carriages spun as they delivered several iron cages, stopping at the center of the yard. Human slaves were crowded inside the cages, most of them healthy and burly men.

"The little slave who thinks she is special now because she is mated to the executioner." "Please just leave me alone." I managed to whisper, but my voice came out so weak it was pathetic. Hunter laughed and it was an ugly sound that made my skin crawl. "You really think you matter now, don't you? You are still just a worthless slave who got lucky, but that luck is about to run out because you will be dead soon anyway." He moved closer and I backed up, my entire body trembling until I hit the stone railing of the balcony and had nowhere else to go.

"Don't be too fast to forget who you are. You are a slave. You and Damon are not in the same class, and he can take advantage of you and go scot free." "Oh! Take it easy. It has not gotten to that." "Don't you say I did not tell you when it eventually happened. At the end of the day, people like us are just toys to men like him. They never take us seriously because they know they cannot end up with us." Well, I did not know where all that was coming from but Ann is actually kinda right. After all, even when I was a princess, I was betrayed; how much more so now as a slave. Indeed, it wouldn't take him anything to get rid of me if he wanted to.