For all intents and purposes within this story, my name is Arnold Pierrot. In the eyes of the world, I'm a six-foot-four, broad-shouldered and muscular Black man in his mid-twenties. I'm a Criminal Justice student at Howard University in Washington D.C. Just another guy at one of America's most prestigious institutions. And yet, I am much more than that. For...
(It shouldn't need to be stated that this isn't a serious piece but, tragically, in the modern world there are people who find it difficult to separate the serious from the flippant. They then get angry, misconstruing a less than serious piece for something intended to be a meaningful life guide or some such. Therefore, to avoid unwarranted accusations of mi...
Contrarily to what most people seem to think, not all those who are different lead dreadful lives. Some of us have it good. We're not what you think. Not all of our kind anyway. My name is Edward Malveaux. In the eyes of the world, I'm a successful businessman. I work for an investment firm located in Boston's Financial District. Anyone looking at me would s...
Note: "This writer does not mean to imply that just because you are fat, old, short, and/or ugly that you are not popular, hot, and/or do not have love in your life. Except for Paris Hilton and Lindsay Lohan, who are just idiots, we are all uniquely different and special individuals." * There was something in the air that night as Wendy drifted off to slee...
I was one of those who romanticized the whole event. Post-apocalyptic, less than a percent of all humans alive, that was the dream. As the saying goes, be careful what you wish for, you might just get it. For it happened. This is where our story takes place. Magick is what people call it. As one of those who worked on making them, I know that this is not M...
"Ken Davidson, I come to you to give you a gift. My last gift to this realm." said a soft voice as woke up from my dream. I didn't know how who's voice that is, but they sounded sad. When I was completely awake I looked around my cramp room and only let out a breath as I got up and stretched out my body. I worked hard to keep it fit, but I don't ha...
Welcome to a world where public sex is acceptable, but not overly encouraged. People are divided by their different fetishes into social groups which interact with each other of course. Therefore a city in such a world would have all sorts of different sexually open people, while a small town would have a much more selective and localized fetish that the com...
Postscript - "The Freshman" - thoughts about my third novel "The Freshman" is different from my first two novels ("Maragana Girl" [2005] and "The Wanderings of Amy" [2002]) because it features a submissive male character and his dominant girlfriend. In part, I started this new novel to experiment a bit with my writing. The story starts out as a psychologica...
Za'nak stood on a hill looking down on the battlefield. The armies of Hell and Heaven battled each other. Fire and light danced together, never missing a beat.Angels with beautiful wings and golden armour held weapons radiating heavenly light that they hurled at demons. Fires of hell raged within the ranks of the demons. They used creatures from the depth of...
Elayerium A world where different races live in harmony. Dwarf, short and stoic, who like to make the underground and mountains their home, preferring their forges and isolation over other races. The tall and graceful elves, living for hundreds of years perfecting everything from music, to art and dance, always seeking peace over conflict, preferring simple...