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Bayshore Mall Cleaning Lady

by Samuelx on Dec 11, 2018
Interracial Love

"Listen up, pendejo, don't tell me to go back where I come from when you people stole this land," Marianna Conchita Alfonso said haughtily, glaring at the annoying old White dude. He was wearing a red hat, yes, one of those red hats, and made a big mistake. The old codger presumed to lecture Marianna while she cleaned the food court at the Bayshore Shopping...

Feast or Famine? Ch. 04

by athena_by_night on Sep 17, 2017
Erotic Horror

Later that week in the late afternoon hours, Marianna decided to go for a walk with Kolya as an escort. She was taken with the idea of being outside, despite the inherent dangers outlined by Stephanos. She danced along the slightly overgrown path leading into the surrounding forest and Kolya patiently kept her in his sight as she skipped along uncaringly. Th...

Feast or Famine?

by athena_by_night on Sep 13, 2017
Erotic Horror

Stephanos, resplendent in unrelieved black except for his blood red silk cravat gazed pityingly down at the young girl bowed over the fresh gravesite. Her bitter and copious tears only served to feed his growing hunger. His violet eyes glowed in the gathering gloom as he searched for the right emphasis on which to continue his pursuit. Having grown bored wit...

Feast or Famine? Ch. 05

by athena_by_night on Sep 17, 2017
Erotic Horror

Eighty years ago.... Stephanos broke the hold Danijela had on him. He had tried reassuring her to no avail that she would be safe whilst he went to feed. Danijela was young and she was petulant. She had yet to understand the Vampire ways. "Enough, Danijela! I must feed; I grow weak from lack of nourishment! You have ensorcelled me these past two days, you...

Feast or Famine? Ch. 07

by athena_by_night on Sep 17, 2017
Erotic Horror

Ivan slowly moved each limb, waking to torrents of rain. He had pain in his head and rage in his heart. He was slow to rise off the cold ground. Bending at the knees, trying to catch his breath as the cold night air ripped through his very soul, he grunted with exertion. Being that he was more soldier than leader despite his bluster earlier in the week, he k...

Feast or Famine? Ch. 06

by athena_by_night on Sep 17, 2017
Erotic Horror

This chapter is a labor of love and of collaboration, I could not have done it without my family...thank you for giving me excellent suggestions and helping beef up this chapter. Thank you for all your input in transforming this into a wonderful reading. Also for your comments, which spur me on to greater heights, knowing you love these characters as much or...

Feast or Famine? Ch. 03

by athena_by_night on Sep 17, 2017
Erotic Horror

Once again Marianna found herself alone upon waking. However, it was with the full knowledge of one who had been fully sated the night before. A tiny smile graced her lips as she stretched luxuriously and welcomed the day. Her body ached, but it was with a sense of well-being. Suddenly, she realized what had caused her to surface from the delicious dreams sh...

Black Master for Black Feminist

by Samuelx on Jun 12, 2019
BDSM

A long time ago, a young Black man named Reginald Xavier moved to the City of Montreal, Quebec, from his hometown of Jacmel, on the island of Haiti. While living in la belle province, Reginald pursued higher education and along the way, he experimented with his sexuality. Reginald explored the world of BDSM, and discovered that he was a dominant male. To tha...

When Latin Women Love Black Men

by Samuelx on Sep 16, 2017
Interracial Love

Marianna Vasquez-Anselmo looked at Peter Samson's sleeping form, and grinned. The tall, dark-skinned young man whom she affectionately referred to as her "Angelito Negro" or Black Angel, was asleep at last. Hard to believe that this loco American was the same guy she met eight months, when he barged into the Student Affairs Office at the Universidade Catolic...

The Analyst's Couch Ch. 01

by Falling4U on Sep 13, 2017
Erotic Couplings

I guess that from an early age I had always been brought up to hide my feelings. Being brought up as the eldest son of a Lancashire miner had seen to that. I had only ever seen my father cry once in my entire life and I sensed that he still regretted that as a momentary lapse on his part. Crying was for women. Men should just get on with things and, even if...