In front of a smaller than average congregation, unusually attended by a few of the kingdom's notably agnostic Knightly Order of Dyna, the head priestess of the Holy Church of Merridan addressed "her flock," as it were... even though the warriors in attendance actually outnumbered her faithful. "In conclusion, give generously, my brothers and...
Ever since I had been back in my hometown since I was on my vacation from college, I was asked to come visit my mother's church since I hadn't been there since I was around fourteen years old. I didn't think that too many people would miss me since I was quiet but at the same time I was always known for my high level of academic success since I graduated val...
Life is hell and then you die. That's my outlook on things most of the time, and it's got to change. My name is Timothy Joseph. Friends call me T.J. I'm a big and tall, dark-skinned and rugged young Black man of Haitian descent living in the city of Brockton, Massachusetts. Every day, I'm basically trying to make it in this life. I work as a security guard a...
(c)2013 angelface195 all rights reserved Here are the characters: The Cassidy's Matthew: The Patriarch Helen: His wife Hayley: Their youngest daughter Samantha: Their middle daughter who is married to actor Brandon Mitchell Denise: Eldest daughter married to Daniel Worth Jonah: Eldest child and only son – he is married to Quinn Son in law's Brandon Mitche...
Hello again, everyone. I want to take the time to thank you for reading my stories. This story is a romance story. There is some sex, however it is not explicit. I want to thank Kalamazoo707 for her fantastic advice and help with this story. She is amazing. Any mistakes found are mine and mine alone. So please, be kind. Thank you and enjoy. Please remembe...
Kneeling before my gorgeous Haitian goddess Esther, I am at last where I was born to be. My name is Steve Voltaire and I am a young Black man of Haitian descent living in the City of Ottawa, Ontario. I used to think the Black girls in my church were boring and dull, since most of them never put out, you know? Like most brothers, Christian or otherwise, I had...
Hey, there. My name is Barry Etienne. A big and tall young Black man of Haitian descent living in the City of Nepean, Province of Ontario. And for the longest time, I've been desperately lonely. Almost to the point of wishing my existence would end. My life seemed that dull, man. I felt like I had nothing real going on. From my classes at Carleton University...
Nightfall. Nervously I got out of the car, and park behind the building. This part of the east end of Ottawa is notoriously unsafe, and my bright red Mercedes might make an attractive target for any would-be thieves. I pull my black leather overcoat tighter, for the Ontario winter is definitely no joke. It's not snowing today, thank heavens, but I've got chi...
"Don't ever get old, handsome," Marjorie Etienne said, smiling, at her passenger, Steven Arly, as she pulled into the driveway of his family house. Steven, who'd been attending the Seventh-Day Adventist Church of Brockton, Massachusetts, for most of his life, was one of those lovely young men whom Marjorie, recently widowed, knew was going to make a great hu...
The long flight from Australia gave the travelers an opportunity to discuss issues, as well as catch some much needed rest. At the first meeting, Lisa presented Gwen with a laundry list of issues facing her in Washington. "The conflict of interest situation is really gaining traction in both Houses of Congress," began Lisa. "While as President, you are not...