The world is a mad place, folks. Seriously. Sometimes I think it would be a good thing if the planet Earth were destroyed. Then I stop to think about what a colossal waste that would be. Because the world doesn't belong solely to the human race. There are countless animals and plants that thrive here too. Don't these life-forms have a right to live? I think...
It was only when Jordan stepped off the plane into the balmy warmth of the early morning sunshine at the Cote D'Azure Airport in Nice that the reality finally hit her. She was in the south of France and about to embark on a crazy adventure of fun and utter indulgence. It had all started as a bet; a silly wager that had happened in a flirty and competitive...
Today is the day of the presentations for the class project, and every student was given five minutes to sum up their research paper. The professor emeritus, Ms. Helena Lockers, sat at the front, watching as student after student discussed their papers. She was eager to hear the thoughts of these young men and women on the issues of race and gender in this d...
WARNING: This story contains EXTREME examples of fictional racism. If you are not okay with racial slurs or this type of raceplay, then please for the love of god don't leave some half-brained comment expressing your hate...just move on. It is important to remember that all themes and subjects covered in this story are completely FICTIONAL. This story does n...
The name is Jean-Louis Bernard. You can call me J.B. Everyone does. I'm a big and tall young Black man of Haitian descent living in the City of Montreal, Province of Quebec. By day, I drive a Cab all around the City. At night, I take classes at Concordia University. I'm one semester away from obtaining my Master's degree in Business Administration. I moved t...
The shiny stock cars rocketed past us at nearly 200 miles per hour, their rubber tires gripping the asphalt as they shot through the first turn at Talladega speedway. The noise and tremors caused by the NASCAR cars as they passed us caused our perch to shake, even a hundred feet away in the track's infield. My girlfriend reached a hand out and gripped my...
The chronological order of my stories is as follows: Todd & Melina series, Interludes 1-5, Sperm Wars series, Russian Roulette series, Case of the Murdered Lovers series, Case of the Murdered Chessplayer series, The Swap series, Interludes 6-10, The Murdered Football Player Series, Case of the Black Widow series, Teresa's Christmas Story, The Case of the Bl...
"It's a beautiful day for baseball!" The sentence seemed innocent enough to radio listeners tuning in the Class AA baseball game between the Orlando Pirates and the Sarasota Sailors, but there was a lot more to it than met the ear. It was a code play-by-play announcer Jimmy Fielder used to let his friends know the ballpark was packed with gorgeous women. T...
I thought for a few seconds. "My fantasy has always been to watch like a fly on the wall; Pam not knowing I was there. William is literally making that fantasy become a reality. I should be jumping at the chance, but I feel like the dog that has been chasing cars for his whole life and suddenly the car stops. I never expected this to happen. What do I do now...
You just never know where life will take you, man. My name is Steve Seraphin. A big and tall Black man of Haitian descent living in the city of Nepean, Province of Ontario. And I am a Black guy who kind of had some racist tendencies. For the longest time. Now I want to be better. I want to open my heart and see people as people rather than lump them into cat...