Disclaimer This is a work of fiction. All characters, events, and locations depicted in this story are entirely fictional and any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or real events is purely coincidental. The themes, actions, and ideologies presented in this story are explored solely for narrative purposes and do not reflect the personal beliefs o...
Chapter 21 -- The Danubian Spring "Socrates' Mistresses" returned to the national stage on May 1, once again performing for the Danubian public. Like the year before, the group performed live in Danube City's Central Plaza as part of the May Day Celebrations. Once again the deputies and staff-members of the National Parliament lined up on the rooftop and ba...
The name is Simon Jean-Pierre. A big and tall young Black man of Haitian descent currently living in the city of Boston, Massachusetts. I was born in Orleans, a suburb of Ottawa in the Confederation of Canada. I always wanted to live in America, ever since I visited many years ago. At the age of twenty six, I decided to take the plunge. What did I have to lo...
Cultural relativity is a difficult concept for most people to understand. Men consider women to be strange. Well, women consider themselves normal and see men as the strange ones. Men everywhere laugh when hearing this because they see themselves as truly uncomplicated. The same goes for people of different religious, races and ethnicities. To the Westerner,...
The name is Samuel Xavier. A big and tall, openly bisexual young Black man of Haitian descent who has lived in the city of Brockton, Massachusetts, for a decade. I'm heading to Canada in a few days. I'll stop by Buffalo first to get some things squared away. I'm glad to be leaving the city of Brockton. My once-beloved city has begun to disgust me. The racism...
World Peace Initiative Back on the Poseidon and ready to return to Earth, Mark could tell something was bothering Rayven. Figuring it was because he had left her on the ship today, he apologized for not taking her to the surface. Rayven just hugged him and said that wasn't what was upsetting her, as she started describing the call she just had with Annabel...
Author's note: Here comes a romance of roughly 12k words. It's a stand-alone without further instalments. I hope you enjoy it and leave a vote or a comment. Obviously, most of the places described or mentioned exist but the story itself and the character within are purely fictional. The sexual content is minimal, so if you're looking for quick stimulation...
The first time I ran into my cousin Sammy Charles, I didn't recognize her. I was visiting my family members in Orleans, Ontario, but I lived in the town of Nepean at the time. The slim, dark-skinned young Black woman with the braids came to the door and gazed at me curiously. I stood there, big and tall and Black. The name is Thomas Jean. My friends and fami...
Even now, sitting in the cold and uninviting interview/interrogation room with CIA agent Kristina Bellman and her diminutive Asian-Canadian counterpart, Canadian Security Intelligence Service agent Victor James Lee, I can't believe some of the things I've seen and done. The tall pretty blonde American woman in the smart business suit fixes her steely blue ey...
The name is Mohammed Youssef. I'm a big and tall young Black man living in the town of Mogadishu in the Nation of Somalia. I'm here to tell you the truth about the War Against the Undead. The War against the Zombies. In the movies and poorly written novels, whenever the Zombies rise, they're always attacking someplace fancy like North America or Europe. In r...