"There aren't a lot of Vampires out there, simply because this world cannot support too many of us, it's a simple matter of, well, Vampire mathematics," Rufus Brown said to his friend, Karl O'Malley. Seated inside the Taco Zulu bar and grill in the City of Durban, South Africa, the two men bantered amid the clientele made up largely of hipsters, college stud...
PART FOUR - BODRUM - 4 - "What is it?" asked Gabe staring down into the darkness of the newly discovered tunnel as they stood amongst the fallen stonework of the Castle wall, "Where does it lead?" "I believe it is a ley tunnel," Dr. Gerard replied, "I've read and heard a lot about them, but never seen one for real." "What's a ley tunnel?" "Tunnels runni...
What's up, my brother? I'm Hodan Ahmad, a Somali Muslim sister living in the City of Gatineau, Quebec. The six-foot-tall, curvaceous, athletic cutie in the Hijab who simply sets your imagination on fire. That's me. I've got some good news, for all Black men in the Ottawa/Gatineau area who are into BDSM, and female domination. Black Femdom, there's an APP for...
"You're not at all what I expected," Steele said to Alexandra, and the tall, plump, blonde-haired young Caucasian woman smiled, causing her sky-blue eyes to sparkle. Not for the first time, Steele noticed that Alexandra had a nice smile, and it seemed genuine. Walmart was one hell of a place, full of backstabbing and treachery underneath the veneer of friend...
Note: This is a sequel to my first story The Lost Lord (it was my first, so it's pretty bad in the first half in terms of format and other stuff). The Lost World can be standalone, but it would be best to read the Lost Lord anyways if ya want the full experience, please enjoy. The Lost World Ch. 0 "The war to end all wars... THAT'S WHAT THIS HORROR MUST BE...
Every culture, every race, every religion and every nationality has stereotypes attached to it and it's hard to live them down. The same holds true no matter where you're from. If you're from continental Africa, people assume that you're from a war-torn, poverty-stricken place because that's all they see on TV. If you tell people you're from Thailand, you're...
The Fenway crowd leapt to its feet, roaring their approval for the two squads of warriors, as the ninth inning drew to a close. Todd Castle, America's most well-respected sportscaster and the man who was considered "The Voice Of Baseball", uttered into his microphone to a worldwide audience: "Folks, you're not dreaming, and this isn't Iowa. We're at Fenway...
Hey, there. My name is Nicole Winters. I'm a six-foot-three, blonde-haired and green-eyed Irishwoman living in the city of Brockton, Massachusetts. I live in a mansion in Brockton's west side. And these days, life simply couldn't be better. I'm a multi-millionaire you see. Isn't it great when everything simply falls into place? I think so. Everyone and every...
At last, the family gathers. It's Sunday night in the City of Ajax, Ontario. I sit at the table, glaring at my relatives. Everybody's here. Uncle Arthur Menard sits next to his wife, Deirdre. He's a tall, bespectacled Black man in his early fifties. A scion of Ontario politics. Representing the town of Ajax in the Toronto City Councillors Office. In his spar...
The name is Samuel Xavier. A big and tall, openly bisexual young Black man of Haitian descent who has lived in the city of Brockton, Massachusetts, for a decade. I'm heading to Canada in a few days. I'll stop by Buffalo first to get some things squared away. I'm glad to be leaving the city of Brockton. My once-beloved city has begun to disgust me. The racism...