To the readers who follow my stories: I like to write a fluff story once in a while. Just kind of write what comes into my mind. This is one of them. I do want to thank LadyCibelle and Techsan for editing my stories. They are the ones that make my story a much better read. * Here I am a senior in college and this science professor thinks we're all grade s...
A lot of people don't approve of interspecies relations and I honestly think these bigots need to get over themselves, seriously! My name is Karen Elroy and I'm a young Black woman living in what's left of the City of Ottawa, Ontario. Three years ago, before the zombie outbreak, my life changed. I met this charming older Black gentleman who introduced himsel...
'Just looks like a car theft gone wrong to us.' The town police told Jefferson and Boots as they looked over the bodies of the teenagers. 'Suspects?' 'None, travellers are always coming down this patch of road, probably just murdered for their car.' They said sadly, aware that they would probably never find who committed this atrocity. 'Troubling.' Boots...
"Did you get the incubator?" Sophia asked. "It's right here!" Ava was holding the device. "I'm all set." "Good luck out there!" Sophia said, without turning away from her computer. Ava walked out of the door into her ship, and set course to the alien planet. The girl was a young biologist working to take care of endangered species. Her boss, Sophia, sent...
Brother Samuel Xavier here. America's favorite big and tall, openly bisexual Black male urban fiction writer. The man without fear. Always eager to speak up on behalf of men's rights and men's issues, race issues and humanitarian causes in general. Also, an outspoken defender of environmental issues and animal rights, and the most dedicated member of Society...
“Argh!” I complained as the morning sunlight shone through the window and steadily beat away at his eyelids. I rolled over and muttered to the sun, “I hate you.” I lay there for a moment in gloomy silence. I was a light sleeper and knew that now that I was awake, I might as well get up. Sighing heavily, I rolled back my blankets and sat up, stretching. I gra...
Hot Boss ended up at my store. He's not there all the time, but he's there enough that I know it. As I've stated before, I go all weak kneed when I see him- mostly because I know that he's even more unattainable now that he was in the old store, being higher up on the Congolomo foodchain. One day last week, he called me into the little office that the suppo...
"It's all here. Food for a few days, my equipment and most importantly," Ava raised the small container with the pheromone, "this thing". "Seems like you're ready. Make sure to bring them home safe," her boss Sophia said, and they parted ways. Ava's job as a young biologist was to protect endangered species throughout the galaxy. Her next target was a grou...
I stared at the screen as my finger lazily spun the little wheel in the middle of the mouse. I sat hunched over my desk, my expression less than enthused if even fully awake. The knock at the door barely warranted a disinterested glance over my shoulder. I leaned over to pluck up my discarded shirt from the its pile on the floor coupled with my bra, ending t...
Note: The Luzon Bleeding Heart Pigeon is a ground pigeon with deep red markings on its chest that resemble a deep chest wound. It is, sadly, an endangered species. --------- A long time ago, when the hills were green with fruit trees and nothing covered the earth but flowering shrubs and soft grass, two doves, T'apat and Magiliw, fell in love. Their courts...