The looks on people's faces when they see me walking around with my boyfriend always amuse me. Apparently, there's some unwritten rule out there that Arab girls aren't supposed to date Black men. Sorry, I wasn't around when that rule got coined, so I don't feel the need to adhere to it. The name is Genevieve Abdullah, and I'm a young woman of Lebanese descen...
Alright, people. What's up? I got something to share with you. My name is Salim Mubarak and I'm a Black man of Somali descent living in the City of Ottawa, Ontario. I recently graduated from the Sprott School of Business at Carleton University with an MBA, and I presently work for the Canadian Imperial Bank of Commerce. Not bad for a twenty-eight-year-old im...
Life can take us in many unpredictable journeys. Take me for example. My name is Amira Anisah Rafiq. In another life, my name was Greta Von Rossbach. A six-foot-two, lean and athletic, blonde-haired and blue-eyed Caucasian woman living in the City of Riyadh, in the Kingdom of Saudi Arabia. I have been living there for more than twenty years now. I'm the wife...
This is why I'm hot. I'm the six-foot-tall, brown-skinned and dark-eyed Afro-Persian beauty you can't take your eyes off as I stride through the Boston University campus. Clad in my long blue winter jacket over dark blue jeans, my hair covered by a fashionable White hijab, I look hotter than most of the bare-headed Infidel chicks you see walking around downt...
What's up people? My name is Nadia Kassar and I'm a twenty-two-year-old young Lebanese Canadian woman living in the City of Ottawa, Ontario. Although born and raised in Sept Iles, eastern Quebec, I've called metropolitan Ottawa home for six years now. I attend Carleton University, where I study Criminal Justice. At the beginning of the year, I met a tall, fi...
Call me Arnold, mainly because it's my Government name but also because I hate being referred to by my family name, Whyte. As a big and tall Black man, the only thing White about me is my teeth. Anyhow, I got a story to share with you folks. I'm a business administration student at Carleton University in the City of Ottawa, Province of Ontario. I was born an...
"How's life, Steve? You look troubled," Ayesha Abdulmajid said as she looked pensively at the big and tall young black man who lay in her arms. Steve looked at Ayesha and gently stroked her lovely face, running his hand through her long, curly black hair. From the moment he first laid eyes on her inside that Tim Horton's one frosty December morning in the Ci...
I am thinking about that time in Morocco. It was a dangerous time in 1930. You and I went to visit Alexis and her lover Pytor in the lower side of Tangier. We had a wonderful afternoon strolling the long narrow alleyways browsing for nicks and knacks. The streets were filled with cinnamon and oranges. Small boys rushed about in bandit ways. It was a bustling...
“I hate Vampires,” Sarathiel said, and with that, the former Archangel, now a six-foot-tall, curvy and athletic, bad-ass human female, jammed the silver-tipped wooden stake into her enemy’s chest. The Vampire, a tall, bald-headed, muscular Asian male with luminescent eyes and sharp fangs, gasped in shock and pain before actually disintegrating before her ver...
"Shadia, I never thought a gal like you would be into Bisexual guys," Souleymane said, and the burly, dark-skinned Afro-Caribbean brother chuckled softly. Lying next to him, Shadia's lovely face contorted into a frown of puzzlement mixed with annoyance. She grabbed a handful of Souleymane's chest hairs, and tugged on them, causing him to wince. Souleymane gr...