Maneuvering his fighter outside of the hanger bay was easy enough and once Cerelia saw the stars she gave a small gasp of surprise. Mike was wondering why she was so excited about seeing the stars like this. When he asked, she replied, "I never seen the stars like this. When we were slaves we could only see the stars in the night sky and were never allowed o...
Folks, I have something to confess. I simply cannot keep it locked inside me anymore. It's tearing me apart, eating me alive from the inside out and I must uburden my soul. And I am not the sort of man easily given to confessionals. I have been called a sociopath in the past because I feel that guilt is the weakest sensation a man can ever feel. I'm not a so...
Hi, there. My name is Joanna Thanes. I'm a big and tall, busty and big-bottomed young black woman living in the city of Boston, Massachusetts. These days, I attend Davidson College, a previously all-female school located in the heart of the city. These days, life simply couldn't be better. I'm doing what I've always wanted. I'm the captain of the Davidson Co...
Count Douchefuck of I'mAnAsshole was as true to his name as I expected. I tried to not let my distaste show on my face as we whisked above the landscape in his personalized scout-form until I remembered pretty much all of his psi talent was currently being used to keep us suspended telekinetically in the air. Realizing that, I started sticking my tongue ou...
I admit it...my husband has made me watch too much Stargate (SG-1). One of the most common themes is alternate universes. Of course, it is not a theory with which I am unfamiliar. Some of my favourite episodes of Star Trek centred on the same theme. And, of course, my honours high school physics touched upon Einstein's Theory of Relativity. For me, one of m...
Thank you for all the on-going feedback from the previous stories in this series. Hope you enjoy this next chapter. 5s and positive feedback are always appreciated. I also like the feedback that helps me improve my writing. Thank you those that have helped in that regard. Apologies for the delay in getting this out... Writer's block can be a real bitch. Thi...
Chapter One Patient Zero The whole thing was incredibly unlikely on a case by case basis. It is almost impossible for any given meteoroid to actually enter a planet's atmosphere. The vast majority of those will burn up in that atmosphere, never reaching the ground. So, the events that were precipitated by the Humbol meteor strike are totally far fetched. O...
Náriël Séregon sat cross legged, elven eyes closed, breathing in the fall morning air. She mentally touched the mountain forest as she centered herself for the day. Her long silvery blue hair tucked under her knitted cap, still damp from her shower, felt cool on her neck. Breathe in, breathe out. Breathe in, breathe out. Centered, Náriël opened her silver ey...
Abdullah Ali is the name and I'm a young Black Muslim gentleman of Somali descent living in the City of Mississauga, Ontario. I study Criminal Justice at the University of Toronto, and I am a proud member of the Muslim Scholars Association on campus. That's right, there are Somali men attending top institutions of higher education in Canada, and I am proud t...
Hey, there. How are you doing? I bet the title of this story alone is enough to make some people blink fast and wonder if they read right. Well, ladies and gentlemen you read right. My name is Monique Aziz Adewale, and I'm a Nigerian-born African-American gal living in the City of Boston, State of Massachusetts. I'm happily married to a tall, good-looking an...