As Salam Alaikum, people. My name is Ali Aden, and I'm a young Black man of Somali descent living in the City of Ottawa, Ontario. I am a practicing Muslim, and that's part of the reason why this is so difficult for me. I was born in the Puntland region of Somalia, and raised in northern Ontario. I guess you could say I've got a foot in each world. I am proud...
My name is Cynthia Wilson. And I'm the whitest black chick you've ever met. Tall, slender, brown-skinned and green-eyed. The daughter of a biracial businessman and an African-American supermodel. I was born into wealth and privilege, and I'm sorry to say that I was quite stuck-up because of that. Also, I was one of those privileged black women who looked dow...
Hello, there. My name is Stefano Bergeron. A big and tall young Black man of Haitian descent living in the city of Ottawa, Province of Ontario. I was born and raised in the city of Boston, Massachusetts, but moved to Ottawa for school because of the Recession. My father, Boston police sergeant James Bergeron thought I'd be safer in Canada than in America giv...
The sun rose over the City of Accra, Ghana. After a successful hunt, Nadia Mahama lay in her lair, safe and sound. College Town, a geographical area of ten kilometers encompassing several of Accra's top schools, including the University of Ghana, Accra Polytechnic, Central University and the Accra Institute of Technology, proved to be a rich feeding ground....
As Herberto tightened his hold around Alexa's waist, her body moved in to meld with his. I could see that he was being turned on by her proximity and that she was not objecting to the placement of his hands, one of which by now was caressing her rear end continuously and the other was rubbing her exposed back. This wasn't just a friendly dance at an office p...
The following story has been written as a reader request. This has been a fictionalized telling of true events to this point, this chapter is now a fictional tale of the possible future. This is a multi-part story and is at its end. My thanks go to my friend Fabio for the inspiration, I apologize if the ending is not what you had in mind. This story involve...
INTRODUCTION & DISCLAIMER - In 1999, overweight but pretty Abbey Rosen from Toronto takes a vacation to South Africa for a safari. This horrifies her very traditional Jewish mother, who firmly believes that Abbey should be looking for the right man to marry and start a family with rather than jetting off on vacation and into the dangers of the African bush....
When the night has come, it's time for me to truly live. For I am a Vampire. One of the few men and women whom fate chose to make different from the rest. Contrarily to the creatures of mythmaking and bad movies, real Vampires aren't made. We're born. My name is Stark Sharok. I hail from the motherland of Africa, birthplace of mortal and immortal alike, wher...
29. Interlude 2: Michael at Lake Manengouba While the royal yacht, the Malreine steamed into port, with Karen deflowered by Joseph's most trusted lieutenant Harun and Diane enjoying regular lusty couplings with his white-haired servant Lotar, other events were shaping the future for the Perry family. Michael had been in the tribal areas with Joseph's fami...
1823 The ship is on course back to Boston, from Africa. The slaves are onboard, everything is going fine. The sea is peaceful, the sky is clear. I was the captain of a slave transport ship, moving slaves from Africa back to the United States of America. For nearly four years had I been on this ship for duty. It wasn't as bad as it seemed, as some of the ne...