My name is Ceren Armaghan, and I'm a young Turkish woman living in the City of Ottawa, Province of Ontario. I'm an international student at Carleton University right here in the Capital. Whenever I tell people that I come from Turkey, they always assume that I am Muslim. Nothing wrong with being a Muslim, of course, but not everybody in Turkey is Muslim. The...
THE BREATH OF INNOCENCE This is the spin off story from The Courtship of Rachel and the start of a planned series with Anna's Secrets but I wanted to lay the groundwork for that series and so I've changed the name from An Accidental Seduction to The Seduction of Anna. I don't know how many stories are in it but let's see how far I can push the envelope. Sor...
Call me Mak, because I know that for you Westerners, the Somali ethnic name Makkah is tough to pronounce. My name is Makkah Abdullah and I was born in the City of London, England, to Somali immigrant parents. These days, I attend Brunel University, where I study Criminal Justice in preparation for a career in law enforcement. Being Black, British and Muslim...
The next day dawned bright and warm and I eagerly made my way out onto the property as early as I could escape the house. It was hot enough outside that I needed no more than a day dress with my shift underneath, though I rolled a shawl into my basket just in case. It was the first time in months that I'd been able to stand out in the sun without the world r...
Peggy's flight was delayed over an hour so Jennifer saw Christian off, giving his cock a good tight squeeze and his mouth a deep french kiss. She wandered around the airport waiting and thinking of the days and nights to come. The memory of her first encounter shot into her head and she immediately felt the sensations between her legs start to build. The mor...
Daphne bursts out of the dressing room in a neon pink chemise. I can see her dark nipples through the lace. I blush. "What do you think?" I've had a crush on Daphne since she sang "Vision of Love" at the eighth grade talent show. She was a lot cooler than me so I pined from afar. Then we got jobs at the mall our first summer back after graduation and someh...
Memory is both seductive and selective. We've all relived the so-called 'good old days' and I'm no different. The older I get the more I find myself returning again and again to one particular year. It was 1988 and I was nineteen. I was a country girl from Healesville on the outskirts of Melbourne, the eldest of three daughters. Dad was a vet at Healesville...
Maryanne had the shock of her life when she learned that her husband had a gambling addiction. Worst of all, she discovered that they owed almost eight thousand dollars to some shady bookie. The whole situation was a disaster. But she could not leave her husband, Todd. She loved him, and she was a devout Christian. She married for life; divorce was unthinkab...
The period in the aftermath of the Great Exodus, as the Jews called the setting up of the new enclave, was the happiest of my life. Politically, the Sultan was happy with the campaign, and why should he not have been? He had fresh territories and sources of revenue with no effort on his behalf, and the eastern part of the Empire was stable. The reorganisati...
London, 1855 A stunned crowd gathered outside the courthouse. It was the biggest news, the greatest scandal that had ever struck London town, perhaps ever. Inside the imposing edifice, which nearly resembled a red-brick jail, a woman was standing trial for having murdered her husband in order to live with her lover, another woman, who had just become a wido...