Vampire Slave Novels & Stories

I said, eyeing him carefully. “They were called slaves for a reasons,” he said, shaking his head. “. They were not allowed to disobey any order from vampires. I wouldn’t want someone I love to be a slave to the vampires. Not only do they do basic chores, but they also do other things…” his voice trailed off. He didn’t want to continue. “Other things?” I urged. “Like sexual?” “Yes,” he answered. “These humans are essentially slaves. They have specific vampires they tend to. Vampires that ‘own’ them. It’s why we give humans a specific part of the village. That way when they aren’t working, they can just…. Be.”

Right when the door opened, she heard King say, “Stay close.” She didn't need to be told twice. Upon seeing the scene inside, her blood ran cold, she quickly shuffled towards him. There were naked bodies all around, it appeared to be a collective orgy. The dim lights did nothing to stop her from seeing things. Some women were shackled or strapped to irons, leaving their legs exposed and placing them in situations where men could take advantage of them. Some were feeding off the slaves letting her know they are vampires. But what made Ivy gasp was that the slaves weren't against it—in fact, they appeared to like it. They desired more.

Zarina I froze, and his eyes captured me. My vampire nature sensed it before I could even wrap my head around it, “Beloved, ours.” My entire body froze, and when he took a step back, instead of forward, I knew that I was not what he had expected. He knew I was a sex slave. I bet he has been waiting for a pure, untouched mate, not a damaged one, with a past, and a full bag of sexual trauma.

Hayley insulted. The vampire grew tongue-tied and stammered over his words. He cleared his throat, then boldly studied her figure. "You are not normally my cup of tea." He jabbed, trying to get a raise out of her. Hayley laughed, "it is ok to be insulted. But really, am I not interested in you. I was only wondering why this girl was in chains." The vampire smiled, gazing at the girl that has vacant blue eyes. "She is merely a slave, sold to me because her family couldn't pay off their debt."

Looking at the way beneath us getting father and father away from my home, I feel maybe it is good to be with Cody. Cody parks his car in the garage and we both walk out. This time, we are going back to the palace so we don’t need to hide anymore. Suddenly I hear a woman scream. I stop to have a look. “ Please, please let me go. Don’t kill me.” This voice is kind of familiar. I feel that I have heard it somewhere. “ Dillon, I don’t want to die. Let me go.”“ How dare you call me by my name?” I hear a werewolf growl. Then the poor girl was thrown away like a piece of rag. Now I know that this girl is also a human slave and her master is called Dillon. “ Jenny, you are only a pathetic human sla

The blast of arousal that floods my panties had me momentarily stunned before the words he spoke slowly started to sink in. Did he just call me his slave? Anger burns away any lingering arousal that is left behind from the drop dead gorgeous vampire, causing me to see red when I turn to look at him. “I am not a slave.” I tell him, giving him my best glare that I can come up with. There is no way that I am going to allow this drop dead gorgeous, well…dead guy…take me back to his home to become his slave. I thought he was there to save me from being sold as a vampire’s slave, not take me home to be his own. There has to be something I can do to get out of this situation that I have found mysel

His abrupt move only means one thing… and it is because he doesn’t want me to be away from him. “Oh, not now,” Brixton spoke. “We’re here to talk about your job as my slave. You know what it means to become a slave, right?” I bobbed my head twice. “Yes…” “Starting from now, you should forget your life as a human. You’re already a vampire and your new home is here. I will be your master– the one who will decide between us. In short, I am the one who’s in command. I am the one who has the power to command you to do something for me, whether it is to kill, or…”

an elder stands from her seat her voice laces with surprise. “The prophecy of the blood bride seems to be true because the girl you see here can be best described as “best of both worlds” she is a vampire and witch as well.” As if I was with disease, every vampire around me shifted so as not to contact it maybe. Disgust spread through their faces. “What are you doing Tyril?” I whisper to Tryil who is behind me with a knowing smile. “What a Vampire prince like me should do, protect his people from foes.”

“There is more. Vampires do not simply mingle with humans. In order to protect you, I have brought you here to the mansion owned by my family within the protection of our coven, but in order for you to stay here, you will have to blend in with the other human women. Those women are considered blood and sex slaves, although slave is not really the correct term as they are here of their own free will and give their bodies willingly.” My eyes widened. Blood and sex slaves? Hell no. I won’t. “I don’t believe you. You’re crazy. Just let me go home.” He growls suddenly making me to stumble back in surprise and out of nowhere I’m being pushed up against the wall as I scream, but not because of the

Shoving a hand through his hair raggedly his eyes met mine, and for the first time I saw him look unsure, uncomfortable. “Sloane.” His voice was low and sounded like he was in pain, “I’m a vampire Sloane.”