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The Maltese Fuckin' Ch. 2

by Deborah on Sep 11, 2017
Chain Stories

Ch. II: The Streets of Sin City Frankie Mancuso was director of security for the establishment where Dr. Masterson had been found murdered in room 33-B. He knew better than to immediately notify the police. The maid who first discovered the body was sent off with an escort and a substantial amount of cash to visit her family in Mexico City. The first perso...

Women of Color

by Loeman on Sep 26, 2017
Interracial

A collection of tales where various non-white (or mixed race) women are cruelly used, with a focus on raceplay as a part of the backdrop of their degradation. RACIALLY CHARGED CONCEPTS AND LANGUAGE WILL BE USED. Non-consent, incest, and more dark stuff will almost certainly be present. Enjoy. AUTHOR'S NOTES These stories, like any stories I write, are purel...

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Brockton Man In Winnipeg

by Samuelx on Sep 16, 2017
Interracial Love

The City of Winnipeg, Manitoba, is hands down one of the worst place I've ever been to. Seriously. Sorry, but the town is crap and someone's got to say it. Everyone in Winnipeg is either White or Aboriginal, and the two groups have a strong dislike of each other. I'm half Black, so they don't know what to make of me. Whoopee for me, right? The name is Damon...

From Winnipeg With Love

by Samuelx on Sep 12, 2017
Interracial Love

Greetings, folks. My name is Algoma "Allie" Witashnah and I'm a young Aboriginal woman living in the City of Winnipeg, Manitoba. My father, George is Aboriginal, originally from the Sioux band, and my mother, Beatrice Kensington, is originally from Berkshire, England, but moved to Canada in the 1980s. I am the daughter of two worlds, but fiercely and proudly...

Navajo Indian Werewolf Princess

by Samuelx on Sep 16, 2017
NonHuman

"Ajei, you've been bitten, you now bear the curse of the Skin Walker, when the next full moon rises, you will become one of them, we should kill you for your own good," those were the last words that my father, Hashkeh Naabah, Chief of the Navajo Nation, said to me, the night I came back from collecting fruit in the woods. I got attacked by what I thought wa...

Prey For Me Ch. 06

by Dvora Sosan on Sep 11, 2017
Novels and Novellas

Pt. VI: The Screech Owl During the short ride to the scene of the crime, or at least where the victim was discovered, Caitlin did all the talking. "Do you know Las Vegas is by far the fastest growing city and has grown 55% in the past eight years? Do you know over 150 people move to Las Vegas every day? Do you know Las Vegas has four churches for every cas...

Tanya: Algonquin College Days

by Samuelx on Oct 15, 2017
Transsexuals & Crossdressers

"Hello," I said to the tall, curvy, bronze-skinned, dark-haired and curvaceous First Nations/Native American cutie, and she looked me up and down, pretty face oozing with attitude, and said nothing. Haughtily she walked out of the Loblaw's store, carrying herself like a queen or something. Big ass plus attitude equals irresistible in many a Black man's lexic...

Vampires' Victim Disappears

by Abdulbenthere on Sep 12, 2017
Erotic Horror

A Tale of the Carter Brothers' Victims From the writer: New Orleans tour guides, for a small fee, will gladly point out the residence of the city's famous vampires, the Carter brothers. This is the final chapter in my retelling of the legend. In order, my vampire stories are QB Murdered Cheerleader Missing, Lair of the Carter Brothers, Bruce's Last Night, M...

Local is as Local Does

by bad_hobbit on Sep 13, 2017
Reviews & Essays

Author's Note: When I first published this (I hope) slightly humorous little paper, it was just to answer some ill-informed anonymous critic, and explain to readers why I used the words I did in my stories. Little did I realise that it would raise more feedback from further afield than all of my stories put together! I've had comments from people from the U...

Why I Love Black Men

by wife2hotblk on Sep 13, 2017
Reviews & Essays

My husband is downstairs watching the latest Chris Rock special. I am typing away on the laptop in our bedroom while our beautiful three year old daughter watches Winnie the Pooh on Playhouse Disney. Sounds pretty common for both the UK, which is my husband's native country, and the US, mine. Other than my little fetish for writing erotica, out family is not...