Mumtaz stood at the entrance of Bay Pride mall, staring into the abyss of the uncountable number of people moving around like ants. She could stop this right now. She could turn around and walk back. But something twitched inside her, a potential soulmate, maybe a man who could satisfy her wet dreams. Mumtaz stood frozen. Maybe he would be the storm in her...
She decided to wear a black halter-top a, tight leather miniskirt, a black, sequined biker hat, a pair of black leather gloves, and a pair of six-inch stiletto heels. Her outfit practically screamed "Hooker" but she did not care, she was a woman on a mission. She double-checked her handbag to make sure that she had not forgotten anything. A Smith and Wesson...
Woman was torn of her immortality. Woman was torn of her fire. Woman was torn of her sword. And Woman was torn of her shield. Her radiance was faded. Her life was shorn. And when she lost too her fertility, from her self she too would be torn. Bereft of her Goddess to stoke her flame, Woman was reduced now to an animal, no different from the birds and the...
Res Magicae ("On the Matter of Magic") by Archangel_M ~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~ This is background information for the 'Baxterverse,' the series of stories begun by lilgirlsix. She and I now write them together. If there is a discrepancy between what I write here and the stories posted under LG6's name, the stories are correct. Disclaimer: This has nothing whats...
Counseling; Chapter 4, an erotic tale by AchtungNight. Celebs: Erika Christensen, Marisol Nichols. Codes: FF, toys, romance, violence. Standard disclaimer- This story is a satirical fantasy. It is fictional, even though its plot and characters are based on real events and people. All characters based on real people are fictionalized. All celebrities in...
The quickest way to develop a hatred of humanity was to work in sales. No matter how much you liked people at the beginning, within a week, resentment crept in, and after a month, you wanted to run away to an uninhabited planet. He used to think working as an apprentice chef was thankless work. It was hot, it was busy, and the hours were long. People compla...
Josephine Al-Mansur stepped out of the shower inside her lovely suburb in the Barrhaven suburb of Ottawa, province of Ontario. The young Lebanese woman wore a bright smile and nothing else as she read a text message from a male co-worker. She was having the most exciting day ever. And it didn't even have anything to do with her exciting job as a computer tec...
The things a man does when he's bored, man. Honestly, I'm not proud of what I've done. My name is Abdirashid "Rashid" Yussuf. I was born in the City of Toronto, Ontario, to a Somali immigrant father and Hispanic mother from the Republic of Colombia. My parents, Ali Yussuf and Ramona Ramirez got divorced in the third summer of my life. No, I'm not going to go...
Another day, another dollar. Isn't that what they say? Stephen here. A big and tall young Black man of Haitian descent living in the region of Ontario, Canada. You may address me by my proper title. For I am The Hijab Hunter. It's Friday morning and I just called the Royal Bank of Canada's automated information system to find out how much I've got. Thirteen...
My culture is conservative, but that doesn't mean I have to be. Religion and culture are important, of course, but so is the individual. The name is Warsama "Sam" Osman, and I'm a tall, skinny and perpetually bald-headed young Black man of Somali descent living in metropolitan Calgary, province of Alberta. Why am I perpetually bald? It's a rare condition I'v...