African-american Stories

"I can't believe you tried to embarrass me like that in front of the most highly respected people in my life!" She snapped. I just stared at her. "I mean,you were being so disrespectful to me, mama, and everyone else that were trying to have a good time. It's like everything I try to do, you just try your hardest to sabotage it. Can't I have the spotlight to myself? Just for a moment?!" She exclaimed. I started laughing, laughing almost to the point where my stomach hurt. "It's not funny! Why are you laughing!" She shouted with anger in her eyes. I pulled myself together after that good laugh. If only she knew why I found it so humorous. "Why do you hate me Elise?!" She demanded an answer with tears streaming down her plump cheeks. "I don't hate you Mahalia." I said calmly and shook my head. "The hell you don't." She responded. "You hate me, you hate mama, that explains why you said some hurtful things to her earlier at dinner. You're just full of hate! You hate your family, your neighbors, the sun, the grass...I don't get you!" There were tears just waiting to fall, but I fought them. I took those built up tears inside of my head and used them to put out them flames of anger I was seconds away from showing. Tonight, I was tired of being angry, my whiskey helped calm me down. My eyes were heavy and strained from staring at this tv for hours non-stop, I had a slight headache, and now I have to hear these words coming out of my sister's mouth. I watched her speak, completely giving her the floor to say whatever it is she felt the need to say. I was tired, but I stood their and heard her out. All rights reserved @Almondee1

"You taste so good, little girl," he whispered against my lips Gripping my thighs tight & pulling them up to meet his manhood. Then he slid inside me-slow, deep, claiming. I wrapped my arms around his shoulders, our bodies close, moving together like it was the only thing that mattered in the world. And maybe, in that moment, it was."

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"Fuck what you heard, you're mine, you're mine Long as you know who you belong to"

Having a crush on someone can be cute and innocent - until it becomes disturbing and dangerous. This is a tale of how one crush tempts morality, and another destroys an important family bond. "All my life, I've worked HARD to make my loved ones proud of me. I've been consistent in my efforts to be the perfect role model for the younger women in my family. And yet, all that dedication just to become my niece's biggest nightmare, her object of hate and her target of physical harm in just one week?" - Sharee Kru, victim of an obsessed fan. The obsession? A boyband called Kulture.

Zariah-Rose Jennings is the undisputed queen of the "New Media" era. As a late-night host with a RNB/Neo-Soul heart and a director's eye for aesthetics, her show, The Velvet Room, is the only stop that matters on a press tour. When Hollywood titan Michael B. Jordan arrives to discuss his latest directorial debut, the audience expects the usual promotional banter. What they get is something far more magnetic. From the moment Michael steps onto the amber-lit set, the atmosphere shifts. He doesn't just answer her questions; he's captivated by the way she's built her world. He notices the 35mm film grain she uses for her intros and the specific acoustics of her studio. After the cameras stop rolling and the audience clears out, the professional "mask" drops. Instead of heading to his car, Michael lingers by the monitor, sparking a conversation about lighting, legacy, and the loneliness of being the one in charge. What follows is a single, winding night through the silent corridors of the studio and the rain-slicked streets of the city. There is no frantic drama or forced conflict - only the steady, rhythmic pull of two creative powerhouses finding a rare equal in one another. They trade stories over cold takeout in the editing suite, dissecting their favorite film scores and the pressure of staying "authentic" in an industry of smoke and mirrors. As Zariah plays him an unreleased demo of a track she's been working on, Michael sees the raw vulnerability behind her polished "host" persona. In turn, she sees the quiet, thoughtful man behind the "movie star" title. It's a story of soft glances over glowing screens, the shared language of ambition, and the realization that the best scenes in life are often the ones that happen off-camera. Start : February, 11th 2026 End : ...

"give me yo' loving

After discovering a REM Pod hidden up in her attic, 17-year-old Fiadh Collins finds herself caught up in a mysterious ghost hunt. Joined by her small friend group of fellow "weirdos," Fia goes on to begin what she once thought was a silly little hang-out, not realizing what she was really getting herself into. Join her and her friends on an adventure through the paranormal world! A book written completely by me, all characters belonging to me. I hope you enjoy!

I probably have exactly who you need for your story ;) Check out part II: https://my.w.tt/gqUMyvBad8 DISCLAIMER: all of the photos and personal information used here are all available at Instagram or Google, meaning that it's all readily accessible to anybody that wishes to access it or check the source. At the time of the publication of this book, all accounts were public on instagram, and all information about age, nationality, and full names were publicly available on Google. No privacy laws were violated, since none of these photos were taken from private accounts. DISCLAIMER II: I couldn't find everyone's ages. Keep in mind that some of these girls could be minors, and it might not be appropriate to use their image to portray adult themes.

They say you never really forget your first love. They also say distance makes the heart grow fonder. That couldn't be truer for Soriyah and Mekhi. Mekhi was a hardheaded, ambitious, tough kid who grew up too fast. He wanted his peers' money and respect, and by the time he reached 27, he had gotten all he could ever dream of. A hood celebrity, some feared and respected him while others envied and hated him. On the outside, he was the man who had everything, but on the inside, there was a void that never seemed to get filled. Soriyah was the complete opposite: brains, beauty, and drive. She was determined not to let the streets swallow her whole. Instead of chasing Mekhi's fast lifestyle, she was chasing something bigger. Something better--a doctorate and a future that would allow her to raise her children better than she had been raised. At 26, she found herself making the hardest decision of her life. Homecoming season is always a trip down memory lane. A weekend of fun and adventure, or at least that was what Micah was expecting, but sometimes those memories have a way of changing everything. One party turned into bullets flying and people scattering for cover. What was chaos was frozen as Soriyah and Mekhi find each other, sparking old feelings and rekindling a forgotten friendship. Love doesn't come easy for them, as their stories were written for completely different paths. Together they face twisted tragedy, tests of loyalty, plenty of temptation, and a lesson that sometimes the heart wants what the heart wants and first loves never die.

Soon.

Kayla 'Kaykay' Mitchell and Kendric 'Kenny' James could not be more different: different ages, different backgrounds, different schools, different parents, different lives. The worst thing about them was what they DID have in common: their adoptive mother. He can't confront it. She can't deny it. He can't stay away. She can't let go. Tensions are high, life is scarier than ever, and the only people they can trust are the people they can't even turn to: each other. Will being more than friends make them less than family? Will they honor their family bond or give in to forbidden attraction? Can love truly be found under One Roof? -First in #TabooRomance 1/13/2026 & #Diaspora 1/16/2026 -Top 10 in #WillTheyWontThey 1/14/2026, #AfricanAmerican 1/15/2026, & #Grieving 1/19/2026 -Top 25 in #SecretRelationship 1/13/2026 -Top 50 in #ChildhoodSweethearts, #SlowUpdates 1/13/2026; #Black 1/16/2026 -Top 75 in #TrueLove 1/13/2026 **WIP: SLOW UPDATES** 'Improper' spelling and grammar only present in dialogue for dialectic purposes; AAVE (African American Vernacular English) is a valid dialect of the English language and should in no way devalue the written works therein. This work is from a new author who would greatly appreciate your feedback. Comments, critiques, and votes are encouraged! Thank you for reading!

A'ight, let's get this bread. My name is Kendrick King. I was bitten by a radioactive spider and for about a year, I've been Chicagos' one and only, Violet-Spider. I'm sure you know the rest. Fought some gang members, had a run -ins' with the CPD, exploring the great world of paleontology, my dream job, etc. But outside the mask, I'm just your "typical" High School Junior who's trying to balance school, social, and superhero life.

They were asked to fight for a country that would not fully claim them. Drafted at eighteen and sent into a segregated Army, Dominique Jackson leaves Nashville knowing little about war-only that he is afraid, and that fear is not an excuse to run. Trained at Fort Huachuca with the all-Black 92nd Infantry Division, Dominique joins Charlie Company and is shipped to Italy, where courage is demanded but respect is rationed. Led by a steady, hard-earned sergeant and surrounded by men learning how to survive one another as much as the enemy, Charlie Company is sent into the most dangerous lanes, tasked with missions others refuse, and judged by officers who doubt their worth before the first shot is fired. In combat, they prove themselves again and again-liberating towns, holding ground under fire, and paying in blood for victories that will never fully be credited to them. When war begins to tear the squad apart-taking lives suddenly, violently, and without ceremony-the men are forced to reckon with what service truly costs. Promises are made in foxholes. Faith is tested. And survival becomes less about heroism than about refusing to abandon one another when everything else is stripped away. The Measure of Men is a powerful historical novel about Black soldiers in World War II-about fear and endurance, dignity under contempt, and the quiet acts of loyalty that define a man when no one is watching. It asks a single, devastating question: When history is done counting victories, how will it measure the men who paid for them?

It's simple. If you're alone, you avoid heartbreak. At least that is what newly eligible bachelor, Dallas Grant, believed. He had no intentions of finding love again, but life's unpredictable timing and odd occurrences tossed young renaissance woman Tatum Bryant into his orbit and made him question everything. Just as they both decide to take a chance and allow space for their undeniable attraction to grow, that same unpredictable timing and their own everchanging desires prove that despite how simple it sounds, lonely hearts like themselves are capable of being broken.

*!!!!This Story Has Been Reedited from the old book!!!!* This is a story of a house slave of a very prosperous plantation in Charleston, South Carolina. Not just any house slave, a mulatto house slave. The Edwards family has made their profit and fame off of their well established plantation for generations. Even the slaves have worked for generations at the plantation. In 1825, Joseph Edwards became the owner of the plantation after his father had died. He later married a young woman of high class named Elizabeth. She gave birth to her eldest son Charles and two years later she bore another son named Nicholas. They were both very handsome but many things seperated them from each other. Charles was always a more aggressive child than Nicholas. Nicholas had a kind and gentle heart while Charles had a more cold and firm heart. As kids, Nicholas and Charles had no friends. For they were home schooled and didn't have time to make friends. Their father realized Nicholas had wanted someone to play with while Charles was always learning, striving for perfection. As he was buying some slaves, he spotted out a little mulatto girl who could be no older than Nicholas. He bought her for a pretty penny and so she became his playmate till the age she would be able to work as a house slave. Charles would always tease her for being a mulatto. He would push her, kick her, hit her and anything else that would make her feel less than a person but Nicholas would always be their to protect her. Her name was Janae.

𝙎𝙖𝙡𝙡𝙮 𝙛𝙖𝙘𝙚 𝙓 𝙗𝙡𝙖𝙘𝙠 𝙛𝙚𝙢 𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙙𝙚𝙧 You are a Young African American femme who just moved from New York to Nockfell after your mom and dad got a new job there trying to adjust to the new atmosphere Imagine and music in this story is not mine (P.S This is my first ever reader story so this might be bad)

This book is a compilation of short stories that depict the lives of black people who have in one way or the other been affected by racism and police brutality and it was inspired by stories of people who have actually experienced the aforementioned. Read to go on a rollercoaster of emotions

Bliss Flores has always had a hard life. With a crack-addict for a mother and her father possibly spending the rest of his life behind bars, she quickly realizes that she has to fend for herself. At the age of sixteen, she decides it's time for a fresh start after her mother is tragically murdered. She quickly finds refuge in the arms of twenty-eight-year-old drug dealer, LA. However, she slowly starts to realize that LA wasn't her knight and shining armor after all, but the Devil disguised in street clothes, with a dazzling smile and full pockets. After years of failed attempts to escape, abuse, and being used for LA's own personal gain, Bliss decides enough is enough. Although he laced her in designer and bought her whatever her heart desired, it would never make up for the years of trauma. Bliss would rather face the harsh streets of Miami than spend another night sharing a bed with the Devil, himself. Hiding from her past, and focusing on her future, she'll find herself caught in the middle of a complex game called life. Jarryl 'JT' Tate has made quite the name for himself. Following his father's footsteps, he is one of Malachi Rivera's most ruthless lieutenants, running the streets of Opa-Locka. He is all about his business and until he crosses paths with Bliss Flores, a second time, the only thing a woman had to offer him was good sex and some bomb head. Not even Mya, his self-proclaimed girlfriend, could change his outlook and she didn't try to. As long as he was taking care of her every need and keeping her pockets on swole, she could care less about who/what JT did. That is, until his affair with Bliss threatens her position. With a tainted past, and her own secrets, will Bliss be able to convince JT that everything they have is real? Or will she end up being just another name on JT's roster? THIS NOVEL IS AVAILABLE ON AMAZON FOR .99 CENTS & FREE WITH KINDLE UNLIMITED ❗️

Eliza is a 16 year old daughter of an African american slave and also happens to be the daughter of the Slave Owner.She ends up reuniting and falling in love with a caucasian teen which causes an uproar within the land.Although her father is aware of their relationship he finds himself stuck between making a decision.