This story belongs to three genres: Interracial, Fantasy, and Erotic Horror. The main characters are a white man and an African American woman. This particular story is actually an alternate version of the original, Nebemakst Bound. Each version of the story is very similar, so you can choose any one of them to read, depending on your personal preferences....
Cimetière Notre-Dame-des-Neiges was pretty much the first thing Mireille De la Grange heard about after moving to Montreal. I should know, it's the first place I took her to see. The cemetery is the largest in Canada, with 55 kilometers of graveyard and 65,000 monuments commemorating the dead. Perhaps it's not the first thing most people would show the girl...
If you've read "The Birthday Suit Club, The Beginning" you know how this all started. If not, then here is a brief recap. I was severely burned as a child which lead to me becoming very reclusive as a teenager. My sister, Gail, decided that I needed to have more social contacts. When she caught me trying to overhear her telling a friend of hers about a rec...
Dear Truman, I realize that it has been 5 years since we last had contact, but I wanted to let you know how our last get together has affected me. I mean truly affected me. I apologize for the long lapse in my communications with you, however I have been in therapy for quite a while and my therapist felt that it might help if I wrote you as a way to bring...
LXXIII Promised Land Tamara 2098 Whatever it was that had defined Tamara's Jewish identity over the years, it wasn't her religious faith. Nor had it been her need to belong to the Jewish community. Her identity was more intangible. It was the sense of a shared tradition and what had been until recently a shared nationality. She'd never troubled herself...
It all happened pretty naturally, really. I was an attractive, confident female graduate of the academy, one of just six women out of a class of 40, and the only one of those six who could convincingly pull off posing as a hooker. No offense to the other women - let's just say it was obvious that many of them played for the other team. Anyway, I was quickly...
Coming at them like sweeping, driving waves, rain battered the walls of Arkham Asylum in waves as bolts of lightening streaked across the night sky, lighting up the heavy clouds while the wind made the trees groan as they swayed back and forth. Deep inside the bowels of the asylum, Batman had just emerged into a large chamber where the latest in a long and s...
It was late in the day by the time I had arrived at Eve's home. Bathed in orange glow of sunset, the white walls of her term-time residence didn't look too enticing. Squashed between two older homes like a train commuter in rush-hour, the one person home looked lonely. The voicemail I received was brief. I couldn't really hear most of it in the rumble of co...
I have one brother, Dave, who is seven years younger than me. He had a gaggle of friends who have stuck together since pre school. I loved joking around with the "little boys," as I called them. And who wouldn't? All these ten year old boys ran around the back yard, playing cops and robbers and sat around the kitchen table drinking juice and talking Transfor...
Brandon wondered what had happened to his sex life. A little over a year ago, he got married to Lauren. After 6 months of living together and incredibly passionate sex, he had thought that it would continue that way after marriage. But things had gone down hill after the honeymoon. From twice a night, they were down to four or five times a week and never wi...