Biracialrelationship Stories

"You'll thank me later, chica." She lightly shoves me forwards. Carmella walks over to Miguel and they start grinding against each other, dancing to the music. I take a deep breath and slowly make my way over to him. God, he's cute. Even for a white guy. After my nana died, mom sometimes had many men of many different races over and every time she would tell me that I'm going to have a better life than hers. So here I am, a virgin whose never had a date or even flirted with a guy once, but at least tonight I am going to try. I sit down next to the guy, my hands shaking as I place myself on the bar stool. My heart pounds as I try to think of a conversation starter. God, what can I say? Did Carmella mention something about the zodiac sign or something? God, I feel so stupid! "You sang beautifully," a male voice says I glance over at the man I'm too nervous to talk to. His eyes, a beautiful shade of amber brown, is on me. I feel like a ghost, like that comment wasn't even for me. But then I realize-he was talking to me.

Abigail is a beautiful, young black girl. Daughter of one of the world's most richest billionaires but has a very humble heart and her faith is seldom shaken. Julian is the son of Jason Pierre, a billionaire and holder of many companies and shares around the world. Julian Pierre has never had a close encounter with Christ, he just knows the surface, well, until he meets Abigail Williams , a rare gem. What will be uncovered in their relationship after Abigail decides to take a six month job as an assistant of Julian Pierre in one of the Pierre companies where Julian works and becomes her boss after her graduation from Harvard University. Let's find out in this book... Shall we??

all they have is twenty-four letters and twenty-four hours. extended summary can be found inside.

When 30 year old Ica McCmoté meets 66 year old Claude Frollo, their lives soon becomes Intertwined. Relationships are formed, lives are changed, and love between friends are found.

"Pull down your dress, that's not gentlemanly." "Close your legs and sit like a little boy." "Why does she get to stay out 'till twelve?" "Because shes a girl" --- In this society women are the 'superior' gender. Boys are expected to stay out of the work place, and stick to the kitchen. Men are payed less, and are judged harsher for the little things. Little boys must wear pretty dresses, and husbands must smile dumbly to their wives commands. Now meet Smith. Ever since he was younger he's dreamed of having a husband, and not a wife. He's dreamed of working in a big corporal office, and providing for his family. "The perfect woman," his mother would call him, but he's not a woman. "I know son, but in this world that's the one you want," his father would tell him. All Smith wants is to live his life like his sister Jannie gets to. One day when Smith's school decides to play hood for a week at a rundown school in the projects. He meets little ole' Jacob, a black boy from the projects that's just trying to keep his dress clean. Smith thinks Jacob is hurting the forward hurtle of male rights, and Jacob? Well Jacob's just being himself. Is this is how it feels to grow up a boy?