"Until the day I die, I'll fight you freaks," Abelard Adewale shouted, and the tall, burly young Nigerian man boldly swung his fist, and connected with the jawline of the pale-skinned man before him. Tall and slim, with alabaster skin and reddish brown hair, the dark-clad man did not even flinch, but instead carelessly, almost casually, took the brunt of the...
Man, sometimes I think politics and taxes are the only things one can't escape in this life or any other. Being Immortal, I've already escaped Death. However, the tax man and local politics are coming after me. My name is Jacques Henri Acier. A six-foot-three, broad-shouldered and muscular Black man of Haitian descent currently living in the City of Toronto,...
In every organization, there are those at the top and those at the bottom. I work for Jerome Magnus & Associates, the top criminal defense law firm in the City of Toronto, Ontario. And since I'm hanging out in a dark alley, standing over a dead body, and having to dispose of it as it's starting to snow, I guess you could say that I'm not one of the movers an...
Hey Everyone, So this is the completely edited version of So, I'm Not a Vampire? Thank you searchingforperfection for helping me edit the entire So I'm Not a Vampire? novellette. Thank you to my beta tester, Fanfare, for reading the entire Peaches series. Without you, I wouldn't have been able to work out those rough edges in the story. Thanks :) Side note...
The time has come for me to stop hiding. I must resume my nightly hunt for that which I crave. My name is Patricia Atkinson. I am a Vampire. A long time ago, I became one of the Undead. Yes, Vampires do exist. We live among you and no one suspects our existence. That's the way we like it. I live in a nice townhouse in the Back Bay neighborhood of the city of...
When you're the only daughter of a powerful and old-fashioned family, they tend to be a bit overprotective. As much as a family can love its precious daughter, they must understand that someday, she'll have to flap her wings and fly away. That's the way of nature, and of the mundane world. I wish my parents understood that. My name is Nasira "Nana" Boubacar...
With a heavy sigh, Myles slammed the door of her car and jogged over to the front door of the house. She desperately needed a drink. Her whole day was filled with overbearing men trying to make her do things she would rather not. From a man who should have been the least of her concerns to the foolish head of the slayer society – it was just sickening. Just...
This one is for you, amor meus amissus. "Ne quid paeniteat quod causam dederit ridendi." ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ The monster's fangs almost connected with her skin. The sudden realization fueled Raine's anger. With a swift flick of the wrists, she revealed the daggers hidden under her sleeves, determined to kill the abomination she faced....
This is a Winter Holiday contest story. Too many readers don't vote. Please vote. I need the support of your vote. This is a Winter Holiday contest story. Too many readers don't vote. Please vote. I need the support of your vote. * A man picks up a woman in a bar who turns out to be a vampire. * Because I live alone and, usually, am so sexually frustra...
Ch. 4 - The Vampire Lucinda's Master was not as upset about the Hunchback display as she had feared. "Perhaps your little sex show will drive up our bargaining price even," he remarked with a shrug. "I caught a glimpse of it myself. You were quite enticing up there with your boobies bouncing about. The word is out now that you exist and that you are not to...