Note to Reader: Hasbara in Hebrew means public diplomacy, we follow the story of Maya Ram, a Israeli patriot, public relations woman and sex addict. A secular Ashkenazi Jewish woman, Maya has had the finniest education money can buy. But money cannot give her the life education she needs and craves and the story that follows is the story of this life educati...
"Ishmael, if you ever come back here, I swear I will kill you," said my sister, Hawa Dubuisson. She uttered those words after siding with her lover, Mikhail Mulenge, against our Family and against me. This was a hostile takeover and we both knew it. Classic behavior among our blood, to be sure... With my father, Faisal Dubuisson dead and buried, our clan wa...
It was another beautiful day. The chaps were all up and ready. They were suited and booted, but every one of them looked absolutely shattered. Ron didn't want to know what they'd got up to the night before, but it looked like they'd got stuck in. Ibrahim seemed very hungover. He had a route printed out for Ron to take them to the races, and passes for them...
"Only a whore prefers Blacks, the good woman will welcome death rather than being touched by a Black man," that's part of the Arabic literature on racial relations between Africans and Arabs, and it stems from the earliest days of the supposedly egalitarian (racially speaking) Islamic faith. It explains why even though you will see lots of Arab men with Afri...
I think we're in a smutty fic, the little yellow caption box read. Wanda Wilson, the mercenary also known as Lady Deadpool despite being in parallel universe where there was no male Deadpool and the title itself not being gender-specific, felt inclined to argue. "Nah, what if we're in a crackfic?" The only crack in this fic is the only that's about to ge...
The idea for this multi-part story was suggested by Waishu to me. It certainly had a zing about it, given that I have enjoyed bringing the activities of sexually active Pakistanis to the fore. This plot interested me because it is about the feudal and rural persons in the country, not my usual expats. This is the first part and more will follow in time. *...
"A lot of Arabs are racist toward Africans, even in Canada," the young Middle-Eastern woman sitting across from me said with a sigh, looking at me as I got ready to get off the OC Transpo bus at Baseline Station. I looked at her and shrugged as I exited the bus. Everyone on the bus was looking at me but at this point, I didn't give a damn. Sometimes, a broth...
Time after time, the lupine creature roamed the darkness. For as soon as night fell, it could feel its guise shedding. In the movies and poorly written horror and science fiction novels, its kind were monsters. Supposedly, a human being was cursed to become one of them every time the moon rose. If it could have laughed, it would have mocked that very concept...
When most girls envision their future, most think of their wedding day rather than marriage and family. And that, my friends, is a problem. It takes two to tango, and I honestly feel that if most people put as much energy into their marriages as they did their wedding days, there'd be fewer divorces. Seriously. My name is Tika Danusubroto-Wallace and I was b...
This story is submitted as part of the "One Night in XXX" story event—a collection of stories that all take place in a single night in a specific place. "You're going to kill us both, Zhang," I told the cabbie in his native Mandarin as he whipped across two lanes to pass a Maserati on Al Asayel Street. "You don't want to die all alone, do you?" Zhang asked...