"He's the only thing I don't regret." _______________________________ "Your mine." He whispered "...I'm yours." _______________________________ Essence Ebony Elwoods. She is Melanin. She is the definition of Ebony. With her deep chocolate smooth skin. She's Sun Kissed. Standing 5'2,Hair as dark as 12:00 midnight. Almond shaped brown eyes almost matching her hair. Perky b-cup,plump round bottom,lips as pink as cotton candy. You can't help but stop and stare at this African beauty. She is Essence Ebony Elwoods. ________________________________ Stephen Mascow James.His chiseled jaw line,his electric blue/green eyes. Coloration of ink on his body from head to toe giving him that dark mysterious vibe. The prettiest eyes hold the darkest secrets. The secrets with regrets that he holds makes him 'Unlovable' as he would say. He calls himself a 'demon.' He's cursed. The more days go by the more he falls deeper into despair. _________________________________ "...I trust you." "I can't do this." The dark skinned woman pulls him by his inked hand towards her,cuffing his face in her hands. "I won't hurt you." He pushed her away gently turning his back towards her. "It's not about you hurting me,I don't want to hurt you." Before she knew it,he was gone. ___________________________________ [Coming Soon] ⚠️Warning⚠️ May contain swearing and sexual content

"Breaking News. For the past couple of months a mask murderer has struck the city approximately 12 times these past three months. He carves his revolting signatures on his victims all the same, C.V. But we have no clue as to what they stand for. We've discovered all of these victims have been African American females, but they don't seem to tie together with this murderer's scheme. This doesn't mean he won't attack any other race either. Be aware of your surroundings at all times, lock your doors at night and pull up your drapes. As well, just make sure -" An unexpected sharp knock rattled on the wooden door along with the doorbell. ----- He bit his lip softly as he gazed down at her breasts again. Her nipples poking through her currently soaking shirt turned him on to the fullest. His hand touched down from his chest and broke in a downward stroke as the other leaned against the wall near her head. "Fuck." He moaned. MATURE CONTENT. ALL RIGHTS RESERVED. READ AT YOUR OWN RISK IF YOU DARE.

This story is about Ivy-Reece Hayes. She's a 16 year old girl from New York and she is very confident of herself. When Ivy-Reece and her dad move away from New York, she's devasted. That is, until she meets Chase Matthews. He's kind, sweet, and caring. She also meets DeAndre Jones. He's funny, laid-back, and a little mysterious. Ivy-Reece is infatuated with them both. There's just one thing though. Chase is white, and DeAndre is black. So it's up to Ivy-Reece to decide. Black or White?

“Kiss me.” The words flew out of Electra’s mouth before she could stop herself. She was sure she had ruined whatever moment they were having. These moments were hard to find. Tristen’s hand came up to her cheek as he caressed her lightly. “I can’t.”

Penelope Carton was the average popular girl until the day her parents died forcing her to stay with an outcast and his father. But little did they know that the three weren't the only residents in the small apartment.

Charisma is a young woman ready to take on the world. She's working hard while studying at a culinary school and saving money for her dream bakery. But when darkly handsome Adrian Keegan walks through the doors of the cafe she works at, her world is totally flipped upside down. But she quickly finds out that Adrian isn't who she thought he was and she also learns some things that just makes her more confused. After being abused by Adrian she finds a way to escape him, but it's not that simple. While trying to stay off of Adrian's radar she soon meets a man that is willing to protect her with his life. He opens Charisma's eyes to the hidden secrets of this world and of herself, but can she handle it?

“Uh h-hey.” I stammered and shot a quick glance at him, he looked as fine as ever except he had made an exceptional change from teacher to peer just by a matter of clothes. His fitted tee was just right and the blue jeans hanging casually around his strong hips had me foaming at the mouth like a mad woman, no amount of cold water could restrain the familiar tingle in my nether regions as I remembered our tryst. Aurora Malcom has it bad for her Instructor at Magick.

Love is blind, Love is kind. But what happens when you fall for the 'enemy'? A story about an Interracial relationship that is torn apart by racism and class.

"You've already tasted my blood," I said rolling my eyes at them. "Your not sucking me dry right now are you? You're in control." The twins gave a small smile. I grabbed Jeremiah's hair and turned his neck to me. I bit him and his unusually delicious bloodpooled into my mouth. He groaned and bit my above my breast, Aiden bit into the back of shoulder again. Jeremiah's hands played with the folds of my core, I felt Aiden shove two fingers into me roughly. I moaned aloud and release Jeremiah, but they continued to feed and pleasure me at the same time. He thrust his fingers into me over and over.He would slow down, then speed up. He repeated the process for a few minutes. They had fed on me for about ten minutes straight, they're not taking a lot of blood, I still feel relatively normal other than the fact that Aiden is inflicting this agonizing pleasure on me.I wanted him inside me, screw the fingers! they were only pissing me off, I don't want to be horny and pissed off. I looked back at Aiden and growled. "Are you going to fuck me or not?" He gave me a stunned look. I decided to push it a little further, I smiled at him and glanced at Jeremiah. "I'm sure he wouldn't mind sinking himself into my hot, sticky core." Jeremiah groaned."Oh please, oh please let me." He begged playfully grazing my nipples, the light tingly sensation had my body arching and my chest ended up pressed to his. I could feel his heart beat with mine. He grabbed my hair and kissed me, the moment our lips connected, Aiden shoved his full length into my awaiting mound. I had an orgasm right off-hand. He had only thrust into me one time but everything that let up to this moment had me on edge already.I flattened my body out on Jeremiah's, recovering from my sneaky explosion. Aiden continued to pump me, I dug my nails into Jeremiah's chest as I felt my orgasm build again.

This is a story of the power of forgiveness, not only of others but of yourself. The power of love between spouses and the love God has for us. A love so strong it has stood the trials and tribulations this interracial couple faces. Follow Micah and Amineh as they struggle to keep love alive when all odds are against them.