The king sat in his golden throne in the Great Hall. It was a wide open chamber lined with white alabaster stone. A ruby coloured carpet reached from his throne to the double doors. "Gunrue! Come forward!" called out the king. His voice echoed within the chamber as it bounced off the wall. A young man with spiky blonde hair dressed in a red cloak entered th...
White women are overrated. And they're not my standard of beauty. Black women are my standard of beauty. There, I said it. And I mean it with every fibre of my being. This is coming from me, Samuel Xavier. A proud bisexual Black man who's bedded women and men of all races before coming to this shocking conclusion. I just wanted to let the world know how I fe...
Howdy, folks. Brother Sam here. A tall, good-looking, forthrightly bisexual young black man with a poignant story to tell. Why do I bother with introductions anymore? Habit and protocol. At this point, all of you know who I am. I recently left the city of Boston, my usual hunting ground, because one of my stunts attracted way too much attention. So, I went t...
It is the evening after Thanksgiving, and as all around the town of Fairbush people were shopping, making merry and just enjoying the official start of Christmas season and in her warm home Amalia, the Good Witch was preparing her Christmas shopping list. Amalia the Good Witch is... Well she's is a Good Witch, with a capital G. And right now she's laid out...
Seeing the child Grace shook me to my core. In my heart I could not begrudge Alexandra her desire to mother the child, as more than twenty years before she had been unable to mother me. But I found it far more difficult to reconcile what the woman had done to secure her bloodline. Her convoluted and complicated past with all its wrongness and corruption ha...
CHAPTER 1 DANYELLE JOINS THE MASTER Danyelle knew the decision to stay would mean that she could never truly feel the love of another man. She now belonged to her master and his love was all she would ever know. The sacrifice to commit to him was her decision and not one she took lightly. Their relationship grew out of necessity. She wanted to belong to so...
The Italian Army kept an elaborate system of brothels in North Africa. There were two kinds, one for enlisted men, the other for officers. The officers' brothels, of course, were much better. They were cleaner, the girls were younger and prettier, and the doctors visited them daily to check for venereal diseases. I had never visited a whorehouse until I was...
Brother Samuel here. Your favorite big and tall, forthrightly bisexual Black male fiction writer. Now a student in the Graduate program at the University of Massachusetts in the city of Boston. I want to get my Master's degree in Criminal Justice. Maybe someday I'll be a Judge. I might become the only male judge in history who's sympathetic to men's rights a...
The world is changing. And many people are afraid of what these changes mean. Global warming. Political upheaval. Plagues. Wars. Yeah, all the flavors of humanity. It doesn't matter where you live, these changes will affect you. My name is Steve Voltaire and I'm a young black man of Haitian descent living in the city of Brockton, Massachusetts. Lots of chang...
The name is Sammy. I'm a six-foot-tall, dark-skinned, sixty-something Black man living in Washington D.C. For thirty five years, I've been a part of the White House janitorial staff. You won't believe the things I've seen and done in my time. Presidents of the United States of America come and go but the staff is one of the few constants in the White House....