My name is John Sanders and I'm a tall, good-looking young black man living in the city of Boston, Massachusetts. I attend Dale College, a small private school located in the downtown area. At least, that's my cover while I walk in the world of man, disguised as an ordinary mortal. A long time ago, I was known as Morpheus. One of the Gods of the Underworld....
The Vampires. I absolutely hate the breed. I hate the fact that people think they're sexy or cool. Vampires are predators. I wish people would realize that. Oh, well. It's my job to kill those freaks. And I do it happily. My name is Jeremiah Heller. I'm five feet nine inches tall, slim, with light brown skin, curly Black hair and hazel eyes. How would I desc...
Author's Note: This is my first story for Lit and I hope you like it. It' started as a stand-alone, then grew into something more. I'm sorry there's no actual sex in this chapter, in many ways this is an introduction, the frame of a much larger story and if some of it just doesn't quite make sense yet, that's okay, all will come clear in time. ----- Hallo...
There was a time once, when a king learned of a way to have whatever he desired. Power, women, gold, beasts... anything. He sought out the Weapons of Power, the seven elemental tools. When drawn together, they would bestow upon the collector whatever his heart desired. This human king, however, had a black heart. In a terrible and bloody struggle, he collect...
I know the reasons for which I have been taken. I understand fully the intent of my captors. This frightens me in ways that I don't care to ever admit. I know that it is extremely likely that I am to die here. Ryu is my only hope. These beings are vampires. I'm not saying that as some sort of fancy analogy... they are the real deal with sharp teeth and a p...
Denala grasped onto her long, flowing robes and hurried down the hall; her soft soled shoes making barely a sound on the polished stone temple floor. She had heard the loud crash of the temple doors fly open. This only ever meant one thing; someone needed help. She turned the corner and her eyes widened as she saw two men carrying who she assumed was a com...
My wife Barbara went on the pill, her breasts enlarged from 36C to 38F, so she wanted me to have her nipple chain lengthened, as it didn't dangle beautifully anymore. I told her that the best thing to do was to ask Alice, the jeweler, to do that – I couldn't meet her wish, as I had to fly for my job's sake, and stay abroad for about two weeks. I could only...
I'd been invited to a New Year's event by some university friends: "We're borrowing a cottage on the Isle of Skye for the week. Please come, Jane... Ben's going to be there." "You mean big Ben with the hands?" I chuckled back down the phone. "The same. I just know you could ring his bell. Oh please come – you'll be the only other girl and I could do with s...
Stereotypes. We all have to deal with them. My name is Nelly Francesca Sylvain. I'm 24 years old. Just a young Black woman living in the City of Cap-Haitien, Northern Haiti. I attend the University of Roi Henri Christophe, where I study business administration. I am a naturalized Canadian citizen since 2000 but I opted to study in my homeland of Haiti for a...
This is the start of a story I am working on...it is unedited and needs some work . No sex and may be very little sex involved in this story. Please let me know what you think and if you want me to continue...thanks I would like to tell you a story, or maybe its just the ramblings of an old lady, I will do my best to tell you the things as they occurred,...