Now I will show you what I've done for you my sweet Ali. Seriously, you think you're so damn tough and I'm supposedly soft and sweet. When I smile at you while adjusting my hijab or casually walking through the hallways of our university, I see you looking at me. Lots of bronze-skinned, dark-eyed and raven-haired girls around but I am still one of a kind. I...
One of the perks of being a loss prevention officer at Walmart is that I know where all the cameras in the store are located. I'm security for the entire store, only I don't wear a uniform like the guards we occasionally post at the front door as a visible deterrent. Nope, I am that six-foot-tall, raven-haired, brown-eyed, downright pretty and well-dressed,...
Lying next to my sweetheart, Jean-Christophe Etienne, I thank my lucky stars that he's safe and sound beside me in my bed. Every time I log onto my Facebook account or watch CNN, the trigger-happy cops have shot another unarmed young black man. A while ago they choked a black man to death for selling cigarettes on the streets of New York City. Seriously, Pre...
Anger management issues affect many men in today's world, and teaching such men how to deal with their anger constructively is a huge part of my therapy. My name is Khadija Johnson, and I'm a Howard University-trained psychiatrist living in the City of Toronto, Ontario. I was born in the City of Atlanta, Georgia, but moved to the Capital region of Canada rig...
Is there anything more wonderful and wicked than being a bisexual guy? I honestly don't think so. My name is Stephen Valentino and I'm a big and tall young Black man of Haitian descent living in the City of Ottawa, Ontario. I study Law at Carleton University. Let me give you a rundown of how I spent the thanksgiving weekend in mid-October of this year. This...
**Hi everyone, thanks so much if you've read this far, it really means a lot. This is the final chapter in the current volume. The next volume to begin will be A Paladin's War. - Anti.** --------- 20.1: Plans --------- It was hours later when Shenla left Ossarom's tent. She stood outside for a moment and looked around. The world looked... different,...
19.1: Moonsong ----------------- Erik rubbed his eyes with the palms of his hands and sighed, his breath ruffling at some of the papers on his desk. Neat writing covered the pages, all concerning the now-bustling village of Suravale, nestled in amongst the ruins of the once-great city of the same name. He went over them again, the grainy feeling in his e...
1648 B.C.: Anen ran down the temple corridor. He could hear the dying cries of his fellow priests as they mustered the best defense they could against the formidable warriors. Enkartep had done something bad, but they did not know what; all they knew was that they needed to defend their high priest. He turned the corner and saw a crack in the wall. Beyon...
"Sometimes, I wish I still knew what it was like, to feel things, and to have a heartbeat," Shadya Ismail said, as she stood inside Dr. Jayson "Jay" Hawthorne's living room, looking more tired than he could ever remember seeing her. The tall, handsome African-American physician looked at her with concern, and for a moment, he looked much older than his thirt...
[Author's note: As specified in the character descriptions, the teacher in this story is teaching seniors and all relevant characters are in the months preceding their first year in University, and are thus 18 years old.] ***** It was getting late. Parent/teacher night was the one night that Morgan dreaded above all else. Parents generally came by in thre...