Political Disclaimer: This work is a fictional dystopia created for artistic, narrative, and psychological exploration. It does not reflect the political, ethical, or moral values of the author or any associated platforms. Year 2135. The collapse of the old world did not come suddenly. It was a slow, grinding implosion – a century of unchecked liberalism, ch...
Another night on the prowl, solitary as always. He shot a disgusted look at a young woman he saw stepping into a bus, a Twilight book tucked under her arm. If only the humans knew what the existence of Vampires was truly like, they'd stop fantasizing about it. He caught his reflection on the mirror of a nearby bus stop, and almost smiled. An almost seven-foo...
I travel a lot. Whenever I tell people where I'm from, they look at me in a funny way. Sometimes I smile and nod, and other times I feel like shaking them. There are Indians, Chinese people and Pakistanis in the Republic of South Africa, it's not just Blacks and Whites down there! The name's Madeeha Abbasi, and my friends call me Maddy. I used to get pissed...
I have a passion for the English language bordering on the obsessive, I have to own up to that from the start. I do not have the benefit of a good education. I suffer from dyslexia, a condition not recognised at the time when I was growing up so my lack of scholastic achievement was attributed to slowness, stupidity or downright laziness. An opinion and att...
My name is Cynthia Wilson. And I'm the whitest black chick you've ever met. Tall, slender, brown-skinned and green-eyed. The daughter of a biracial businessman and an African-American supermodel. I was born into wealth and privilege, and I'm sorry to say that I was quite stuck-up because of that. Also, I was one of those privileged black women who looked dow...
Here I am at age 75, sitting on the cemented porch of our red brick home in the southern hill country of Appalachia. This is where Appalachia and the deep south merged. This is the gentile deep south which only half a century ago was rocked by social unrest, civil disobedience and threats from old south whites and radical blacks. I'm listening to the rising...
Thad Jarvis grimaced as Sheila Hauser pushed her strap-on dildo deep into his ass. The short and slim, blonde-haired and green-eyed dominatrix glared at her obedient Black male submissive, and smacked him hard across the face. Thad's eyes widened, and he plaintively asked his mistress what he had done wrong. Sheila grinned mischievously and told him that he...
When you fall in love, you don't even consider the many ways it can complicate every aspect of your existence. Until it's too late. My name is Gretchen Wolfgang and I'm a young South African woman living in the City of Toronto, province of Ontario. I transferred to metropolitan Toronto's very own Ryerson University from the University of Johannesburg in the...
My name is Ariel Hauser. I was born and raised in the City of Johannesburg, Republic of South Africa. I am thirty nine years old and stand five-foot-six, very slim and fit, with long blonde hair and blue eyes. I am of German and Dutch descent. I hold a Master's degree in business from Carleton University in the City of Ottawa, Province of Ontario. I studied...
Meet Malcolm Sithole, a young Black man who is at something of a crossroads in his life. Malcolm is having a grand old time in the City of Ottawa, Ontario. Sure, the brother misses his family and friends in the town of Soweto, South Africa, but he loves the Canadian Capital. Ottawa has a lot to offer an adventurous and outgoing young man like Malcolm, and he...