Vampire Slave Story Novels & Stories

“That is what our mothers say, that to take a blood slave is to take responsibility for that person’s life, their health, and wellbeing. It is not something for every vampire, which is why so many slaves throughout our history have died early.” “A bad combination of vampire and human,” Thaelen murmured. “It’s true. I know where that has happened before.” There had been a vampire in the stronghold who had taken a human soldier as her blood slave. The human had refused to recognise the female vampire as his owner, had refused to behave or to obey. He had tried to kill her, after several years, cutting off her head, before trying to escape the stronghold.

“I guess I shouldn’t complain. I chose this lifestyle. Otherwise, I’d be dead right now. Still living the harsh life of poverty and abuse from an old lover. I ran away and had nowhere else to go. Ryan found me and saved my life. That was years ago.” I stared at her in disbelief. “He drinks from you?” I asked, my voice unfamiliar and hollow. She glanced at me. “Yes,” she answered. “That’s what a blood slave is for. Blood for vampires is like alcoholism, and blood slaves are the only legal way to do it.They get domesticated so they don’t terrorize humans and put their kind in danger, but there are a lot of vampires who don’t want to give up blood altogether. So, they get blood slaves to satisf

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.

Suddenly, a cry woke me up. I heard several vampires roughly dragging a human blood slave girl. The blood slave girl was crying and begging them, "Please give me one more day of grace. I will definitely provide blood to the vampire king tomorrow. Just one day. I can't give blood to him today. I will die." I saw that the blood slave girl's arm was full of holes from sharp teeth. Her skin was pale, and she looked like she had lost too much blood. "Shut up! It is your blood slave's job to give blood to the king!"

Isaac asked. “No, look,” Cara said pointing to the now open door at the jail. Three black slaves were now being led from the jail to the wood pile. As they walked closer, the torches shined upon two men and a woman. Behind the slaves were white men, possibly deputies, forcing the slaves to their deaths. “I know that one,” Bohdan said. “The tall one of the left.” “How do you know him?” Cara asked. “He’s the slave that turned me. I was in the process of selling him back into slavery when he got to me and bled me. I survived and turned into a vampire.”

I ask, looking at the vampires, and I cross my arms over my chest. “Another vampire is interested in you and will give my brothers and me a lot of money to bring you to him.” “I prefer the jaguars,” I say. “I always wanted to live in the jungle.” “We are not asking, we are simply informing you will come with us,” the same vampire talks. “Will I now? This is how I see things. There are three of you and ten jaguar warriors, a chief, and a slave. Guess who is going to win?”

Chapter 28- King Lawler POV Taking careful steps towards the petrified Mistress, I circle behind her. “It would seem that you have just witnessed what Brogan’s son’s think of the situation.” The woman has nearly jumped out of her skin at the sound of my voice behind her. “Who are you? What do you want?” “I think you may know who I am.” I insist while looking in on the child, she has just birthed. “I don’t know who you are. You need to leave.” “I am the one who your husband bargained with. You know all that money that had been added to your account. It didn’t come from him.” “I don’t understand.” The goosebumps all over her arms tell me she had an idea of what it could have been but was never

I shifted my gaze to the wall clock and it was just six. Daniela lead me to a large dinning hall in the servant's quarter.I never knew the number of slaves the master had were numerous.Worst part they all kept staring at me and muttering something to themselves. “Why are they staring at me like that?”I asked Daniela. “They think you are beautiful”I blushed as she said that. “Really?” “Yeah.The master might end up choosing you after all”she smiled. “Stop saying that” “Duh it’s true”

“Not a man. A vampire slave.” Jenna blinked. “A what?” Adrian sighed. “A vampire slave. The lowest class. A creature whose master controls its blood and mind. They don’t act on their own.” She stared. “You’re joking.” Adrian finally turned—and his eyes glowed faintly red in the moonlight. Jenna’s breath faltered. He wasn’t joking. Adrian approached her slowly, deliberately, like he was fighting every instinct with every step. “When he looked at you,” Adrian said softly, “I knew you were marked. Tagged. Chosen. Once a vampire develops interest in a human, they don’t stop until they have what they want.”

, Fife offered himself yet again. "no Fife, and don't think that I don't know that part of the reason you are offering yourself is to feel the pleasure that comes with a vampire's bite". A vampire's bite came with mind blowing pleasure if the victim was conscious. This was the reason why so many humans voluntarily became blood slaves to vampires. Although Fife offered himself to be bitten because he cared about Alistair. He also did it because he wanted to know how it felt like. "fine, that's part of the reason but I also care about you too",