College student and die-hard nerd Eugene Etienne is a young black gentleman with a dilemma. To his hard-working, church-going Haitian immigrant parents, Julius and Marjorie Etienne, who moved to the City of Boston, Massachusetts, from the island of Haiti, he's the perfect son. Eugene, who was born in the U.S. grew up hearing about how harsh life was in the i...
First thing first, are you a man, women, male to female transsexual, or female to male transsexual.What's next? Female Male What's next? Female Male...
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Riyarra The woods had thinned along their journey. Instead of a tightly packed forest of pine and maple, scrawny firs and oaks stood tall like spears thrust at the sky. It made Mule uncomfortable. He had stopped talking, and kept looking from treetop to treetop. It was just as well, Riyarra had been brooding silently to herself since their last passionate p...
Note to readers: This story involves the fetish of smoking as well as a healthy dose of B&D. If that offends you, please move on but don't bother telling me how you feel about it. Smoking is legal and people who smoke do so by choice. As I've said elsewhere, from the moment it begins, life comes with a death sentence. How we live in between is a matter of fr...
Devon headed to the farthest reaches of the galaxy. This time, his angels did not try to stop him. A few moon cycles had gone by. He lived in the wilderness of the planet of Arboria, foraging for food, sleeping very little. The nightmares grew bloodier, the visions more realistic. His angels still tried to reach out to him, but he shut them out of his mind...
My name is Rakhor and although I have the appearance of a tall, good-looking black man in his early twenties, I am actually much more than that. I am the God of Balance, Justice and Travels. A Trickster who acts as a force of balance on a cosmic scale. When I look at the world these days, I find myself disgusted. Seriously. Women are getting out of control a...
Shan had been on his normal patrol through the corridors of the penitentiary that he was currently working in, just trying to keep an eye on the inmates that were around him. It had been several years since Shan had fallen from the portal that had brought him here and he had yet to figure out why he had been sent here. He was normally brought in to different...
AN: All characters are 18 years or older. Damn, this took a bit of thinking on what exactly I wanted this story to be for while. Originally it was titled "Your Princesses" and was going to be a 2nd Person POV story. Also the character you become would be named Morgan Godfrey who other possible writers for the story could set up as a male/female hum...
Zack stood before the familiar building with its promise emblazoned on the façade: Balance of Life Restoration Center. The therapists and patrons enjoyed a variety of physical and holistic regimens. This was one of his favorite annual Zodiac assignments. The assortment of past evaluation assessments had never failed to amaze him. The pert receptionist escor...