Shadow Slave Webtoon Release Date Novels & Stories

🌼🌈Day 1🌍 I woke up feeling dangerously tired, many things and question on my mind, I have to talk to someone about this power to mine, who did I have it, why, has it been there since, how come am noticing it now, the big bell ring sounding loudly, ahh I shouted lying down again, I yawn rushing down what's so important that they had to wake us up early. I got down meeting the other slaves

One of the guards thrust his hand through the iron bars of my cage, grabbing my upper arm and yanking me toward the light. I choked on a silent gasp as the raw flesh of my wrist scraped violently against the cold-iron shackles. Blood, dark and half-frozen, smeared onto the metal bars. The guard hauled my head up, peering at my pale, sweaty face with disgust. "She’s sick. Burning with fever. And her scent..." He paused, his nostrils flaring as he took a deep breath. "She’s practically wolfless. A Southern omega." "She’s a mute blood-slave," Vorak called out nervously from the driver’s bench. "The debt release from the Shadow Moon Pack was verified! She’s breathing, Commander. That fulfills th

"And wait for a moment, there may be other things I need you to do..." Ishaq opened his mouth to reply, snapping it shut quickly as he remembered his instructions. He gave an awkward bow instead, faltering under the weight of the jug again before making his way over and relieving himself of the burden. Automatically he rolled his shoulders, cramped from tension before carefully pouring the contents shakily into the glass. Am Heh looked away, a more charitable gesture to save the new slave from making a fool of himself. He well remembered the 'amusing' tale of Thoth's new slave who dropped and spilled more than he balanced.

CHAPTER 13 EDEN Dawn broke over the central courtyard, while the sun seeked refuge behind it. I was already on my knees on the damp flagstones, scrubbing grey mud into a wooden bucket. My back burned beneath my white slave linen, every drag to clean the floor, tugged against the whip strikes from days ago. Six hours left, at noon, my public punishment would come to an end. I calculated every detail in my head since Jaxon had signed, survived the morning, hand in the slave cloth and use Jaxon's signed sponsorship to enter the Slave Tournament. One step at a time power was the only thing that protected you from being prey to the elites.

Spurn Sanders has spent most of her life treated as a slave by the Moon Howlers Pack. While her twin sister, Morgan, is loved and celebrated, Spurn is abused, hidden away, and made to believe she is weak and unwanted. On her eighteenth birthday, Spurn discovers that Dominik is her fated mate, only for him to reject her, leaving her believing she may never escape the life she has always known. Everything changes when a visiting Alpha discovers Spurn during a mating ball. Drawn to her by a powerful connection neither can ignore, he realizes something is terribly wrong and helps remove her from Moon Howlers. Away from her abusers, Spurn begins healing and discovers what it means to be protec

Roger replied with a slight smile as they shake hands again after which, he outstretched his hand to shake the other party’s. “Deal” Beta Miguel did the same as he grabbed the other members hands and shake, the deal was completed and I, Emma Mondragon, had officially become a slave. ** I don’t know how long it’s been all i know is that we’ve been in a constant rush for the past few days, we came by quite a few stops to collect the other slaves that the Slavers were supposed to deliver, as of now, we were here in one of their bases to collect the other slaves held there and unlike all the other slaves, I am not chained with iron chains. Instead, I am handcuffed with silver, shackled hands and

If she stayed even one day more, any chance she had left to reclaim her life, to do something for herself, to live, to crawl out of this terrible hole she’d lowered herself into all on her own, would disappear into the big black smoke-filled vortex that was Andrey Romanoff. He would buy more things and sell others, make millions and destroy lives at a whim, hers included. And she would carry on catering to him, jumping to do his bidding and smoothing the path before him, anticipating his every need and losing herself, bit by bit and inch by inch, until she was nothing more than a pleasant-looking, serene-voiced husk. A robot under his command… Slave to feelings he would never, could never re

Clive bravely stated. "I will still pay you. You'll receive your salary twice a month as agreed upon the contract. You cannot back out now. You have a contract with me." Celeste declared. "My contract states that I am a research assistant. After all you have your bestfriend, Tracy, right? You won't need me as a friend." Clive stood up and walked close to Celeste. "Don't get me wrong. I really want to be your friend too. I also want to hang out with you. But not this way." Clive rejected.

I said and forced myself to smile. “Let’s go home quickly, Senorita, so you can take a bath!” she held my hand and continued walking, her every step are fast. _ “Ouch! Yaya Celine, it hurts!” We are here in front of the gate. She stopped and looked at me. I can see the redness in my waist. Maybe it’s because of the tightness of Yaya Celine’s grip, I do have a sensitive skin. She bit her nail and noticed that her hands were shaking. “Senorita Kiara will kill me, I’m so sorry S-Senorita Shaira, I didn’t m-mean to!”

Before my big announcement, my heartbeat accelerates as I think about it. I dust off any speck of dust from my clothes as I near the Arena, I wonder how the pack is going to take the news. It's unheard of for a slave to become the Luna of the pack, but they surely will not reject my Luna, just because she was a slave, she is my mate, and they better accept that.