My name is James Dalton Guillaume. My friends call me J.D. for short, And I'm a man with a dilemma. You see, I got issues with Black women. It's a love and hate thing between me and them. On the surface, I definitely look like a 'together' brother. I stand six feet two inches tall, broad-shouldered and well-built, with medium brown skin and curly Black hair....
Miranda knew she was late for work, but she had an important report to hand in to her lecturer. If it wasn't in by two that afternoon, she and the four other members in her group would be royally fucked. In other words, they wouldn't graduate. So instead of stopping by the office building she was interning in, she stepped on the gas and passed right by. She...
I suppose there are worse things out there than being a Vessel, the human habitat of a Demon. At least until I die or it finds someone better. Yeah, it's a messed up situation. However, at the moment I can't think of anything worse than my predicament. Right now, I am in an old warehouse and it's surrounded on all sides by the Nephilim, these earthbound Ange...
Chapter 10 10:47 Erik's phone read when he checked the time after throwing his rental into park. Two small semi trucks waited for him, their long bodies stretching across the front of the building, hiding the entrance. Erik walked up to the cab of the first one, a white truck barely larger than his rental, and spoke to the Hispanic man smoking a cigarette...
When Natalya first heard the news, I knew something was going on. It was all over the internet. Several famous people had their smart phones hacked and pictures were posted on websites. They called it the Russian Fappening. This would have just been another news story if not for the fact that one of the people who had been hacked was Nikolai Komarovsky. Ni...
The hypnotic sounds of goat-skinned drums drowned out the loud roar of the plane as it neared Nassau's International airport. Jake's heart danced in time to the music, click don boom, da boom, boom, boom. God it feels good to be home, he thought. Never would he have imagined that a preppy kid from The Hamptons would find his soul on the gritty streets of a...
It's Thursday morning, and I lie on my bed, sighing profoundly. Tonight, at midnight, I'm finally getting paid. As of right now, though, a quick logon into my CIBC account reveals my combined assets totaling one dollar and seventeen cents. Why is that a problem, you may wonder? Yeah, why can't a brother wait until Friday? Um, it's my lady Fayruza "Fay" Bin S...
Hollywood Year in Review: Part II By Robert Dashiell, Box Office Brawl, January 3, 2021 Arguably one of the oddest-though undeniably most successful-films released this past year was "Dark Corners," writer-director Malcolm Lennox's follow-up to his 2018 horror-comedy smash "The Paranoid Kind." Lennox's twisted throwback was a curiosity, to say the least,...
A shiny silver BMW 4 series convertible pulled into the driveway of a middle class suburban home on the outskirts of Los Angeles. The driver's door opened; a set of expensive-looking stiletto heels planting themselves on the carefully paved drive one by one as brunette actress Emma Watson stepped out of the luxury vehicle. A designer handbag clutched in one...
At work on Monday, things were once again running as usual, no one mentioned the Beer Bust, well almost no one, Mary cornered me when I was getting a coffee. "Would you like to know what I did this weekend?" Mary asked coyly. "Er...yes sure," I answered, trying to sound completely uninterested. "Well, I was recruited by a black pimp! I'm a real prostitute...