It was Valentine's Day, February 14th. The morning sun crept through the blinds, casting a warm glow across the bedroom. Walker stirred, reaching his hand over to his wife Tina and pulling her close. "Happy Valentine's Day, sweetheart," he whispered,...
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Giving Back To The Community
"After starting a new life, things soon get eventful."
The Carolina sun poured through the window as Marcus Watson lounged comfortably on his sofa. It was a Sunday, and the day was all his. He sipped his beer while sitting in a tank top and shorts, watching the movie...
Sunny Hills: Chapter 1
"A story set in the Blackedmerica universe."
Summer had arrived in the delightful Sunny Hills. Lilacs, western redbuds, globe gilias, and sunflowers were in bloom. The bees were collecting pollen, and the kind folks of the garden borough enjoyed the warm weather and clear blue sky.Along the...
The Girl On The Plane
"Calvin joined the mile high club."
I'm Calvin, and I work for a security consulting company that sends me to different airports around the country. It had been six months since I'd been home. I have been very busy in my job as a security consultant,...
Admiral Submission Pt. 04
"Aiyana questions the Admiral's intentions"
I lie awake, the sound of Dallas’s soft, steady breathing the only thing grounding me to reality. A stark contrast to the chaos that pulsed through the Admiral’s room just hours before. My body feels heavy, and the soreness in...
Admiral Submission Part 3
"The Admiral's Possession slowly takes hold of young Aiyana"
I awaken to a savory aroma filling the air of our suite. Dinner, I assume. Reaching over to the nightstand, I grab my phone—it reads 6:45 p.m.I rub my hands over my face; the effects of the drinks from earlier...
Admiral Submission Part 2
"Dallas catches Aiyana in a compromising situation with The Admiral"
My heart races as I hear Dallas's footsteps on the porch. The Admiral remains eerily calm, a knowing smirk playing on his lips. The door swings open, and Dallas strides in, his eyes locking onto my disheveled form."Hey, babe," he...
Subway Ride
"This train is a different dirty than the rest..."
He knew he was late, or close to it, but should've been on time to catch the subway to make up for lost time since his bicycle had gotten a flat tire—his precious fixed gear. The bike slung over his...
Goth Night Getdown
"Getting down and dirty, that is."
“90’s goth, I like it. Too many of these people are borderline emo looking,” she complimented, sitting next to me at the bar.“Ah yeah, thanks. I just prefer the look I grew up with.” I looked at my pair of...
Meat Market – Pt. 2
"Sarah tries to figure out what to do next"
We didn’t hang out. He didn’t call. I didn’t text. I’d say that I didn’t wait by the phone, but it's the 21st century; it stayed glued to my hand as I doomscrolled Twitter and compared myself to people on...