Trying hard to not look disgusted I get off the plane, this airport is full of business travelers who have not actually showered recently. Wishing they had let me learn more French I make my way through the airport to my luggage. My one bag in hand I move on to the admittance to France, slightly nervous they had only handed me the new passport when I was boa...
"In my Islamic faith, it's considered perfectly okay for the men to marry women of other faiths, other cultures and other backgrounds, since it's up to the man to spread the faith, but the women are prevented from doing so, it's simply the norm," Wahida Salman said with a casual shrug. The young woman looked at her good friend and classmate, then shrugged fa...
His arms about her waist as he stands behind her, and she lays her head against his chest. Together they watch the sunset over the Pyramids at Giza from the balcony of their hotel. The cool desert breezes stroke them gently as he pulls her closer to him. He speaks so softly in her ear for a moment she thinks it’s the evening breeze, whispering to her, “I...
My name is Amunet, sometime of Thebes but originally, and yet again, of Avaris, the great Hykos principal city on the delta of the life-giving River Nile in the years of Khyan the Great's reign and the glorious afterward. My mistress and sister wife is truly gone now, and I feel that someone should tell the story of Kara and her mask and of the glory of the...
CHAPTER 1 Through the shades of the family office Dan Elliott watched the woman approach the font door of the house. Cripes, she was old and ugly. What was his mom thinking, arranging a date for him like that? Only then did he catch a movement behind the woman. Dan's mouth dropped two inches. Mom had brought the kid who looked like she could be twenty, no...
My name is Anthony Blake. A big and tall Black man living in the United States of America. Boston is the city I call home. I've lived there ever since I graduated from Brockton Community High School in 2000. Massachusetts is like no place on the planet Earth. Yet even this venerable state isn't free from the influence of those men and women I label the hat...
Standing in front of the mirror, I look at myself. A Black-haired, bronze-skinned and brown-eyed lady stares back at me. The name is Mona Al-Mokhtar, and I'm a lady with a story to tell. I was born in the City of Baalbek in the Republic of Lebanon, and have lived in the City of Ottawa, Province of Ontario, for the past eleven years. I am forty two years old,...
This is my true story. I never would have imagined that this would happen to me; not even in a billion years, and under no circumstances. I am a middle aged man of bad physical appearance. I am at least thirty-five pounds overweight and very uninteresting! I might have been pleasant looking about twenty years ago but now I am a shadow of what I once was. I...
DISCLAIMER: Please excuse the Historical inaccuracies. This is a work of Fiction and not meant to be true by any means. * In the age of the Pharaoh's, Queen Cleopatra had just come in to power and she had servants and maids to serve her hand and foot. One maiden was named Isis, after the goddess of fertility. She was in charge of all the cats Cleopatra had...
The name is Richard "Dick" Blackstone. I'm dead serious. That's the name I go by. A big and tall Black man in his late twenties. Usually clad in a Black leather jacket over tight-fitting dark clothing and Black leather boots. That's how I appear to the world. And it suits me just fine. In the eyes of the world, I'm the founder and CEO of Blackstone Limited,...