23. Elizabeth sat back in the weathered green wooden side chair overlooking the lounge window and brought up her knees to her small chest so that her heels rested on the edge of the seat. When she and Michael returned home from lunch, she had slipped off her shoes and her skirt and top and now after donning her favorite faded college tee shirt and cotton pa...
The Region of Botswana, South Africa, circa 1211 A.D. The sun rose over the beautiful City of Dumazile, crown jewel of the Zulu people. Andile Bafana lay in his bed, feeling a tiredness that had nothing to do with the mercilessness of the Southern African sun that was high in the sky. The six-foot-three, ebony-skinned young man finally got up. As the son of...
Detective Sarah Hauser of the Johannesburg Metropolitan Police Department sighed deeply as she watched the medical tech zip up the body bag. There goes another one, she thought grimly. The body belonged to Claire Adewale, a Nigerian-born and Oxford-educated businesswoman working for Excelsior Enterprises here in Gauteng. Just like all the others, Adewale's b...
Whoever says that Church girls are boring clearly never met Mayumi "May" Yokomitsu. I must admit, the first time I met her, I honestly didn't know what to make of her. I mean, how many Asian girls do you know attend a Black Church? Path Of Hope Baptist Church, located at the heart of Vanier, Ontario, is a predominantly Black Church. The pastor, Dr. Henry Jer...
Special thanks to blackrandi for the invitation to participate in "The Magical Mystery Tour," and allowing me to throw in two stories. I wrote one story for the invitational -- "Mausefalle," a historical posted in Romance. I was quite happy with that, but a country song, "Hell on Heels," left me with an itch to write this particular story. It wouldn't leave...
Interracial relationships are still taboo in the Republic of South Africa, especially between White women and men of other colors but I honestly don't give a crap. I'm living my life and loving who I want, no matter whose pride it may hurt. My name is Lara Weidenreich and I'm a young woman living in the City of Johannesburg, in the Gauteng region of South Af...
Many thanks to infructescence for her editing of this story. * It was hot sunny day in Gambia. Though both the door and the only window were missing on the corrugated tin shed at the backyard behind a bar in the outskirts of the capital city Banjul, it was hot as a sauna inside the shed. No wonder why the naked gorgeous Scandinavian housewife who was lying...
IIAn Englishman's Home Lindiwe 2065 After so many months of struggle and sacrifice, the arduous journey was finally over. Lindiwe had arrived. In the town's short history, few had suffered as much as Lindiwe to reach Ashton Lovelock. Few could have endured the adversity, hunger and rape. Few would have willingly paid so much from so little savings to make a...
What does a White woman who's into Black men look like? I've been told quite often that I don't look like I'm "down with the brothers", whatever that means. Strange. My name is Erica Jacobsen and I'm a young woman living in the City of Ottawa, province of Ontario. I stand five feet ten inches tall, slim and fit, with long red hair and pale blue eyes. I recen...
There are a lot of things in this universe which are simply unexplained. Fortunately, what I am doesn't have to be one of them. You see, I am the First of my Kind. Throughout the ages, we've been called many things. Those who walk in darkness. Blood drinkers. Vampires. Night walkers. Many think of us as revenants, coming back from the dead to drink the blood...