He knew he was doing it to spite Martina–to punish her. He wanted to punish her for being with another man and flaunting it in his face. He stood waiting for the lift. He was on his way up to Greta’s flat. He was taking her to dinner and then the theater. He was going… Read More Laird’s Date with Greta
I’m sick and tired of remarks like, “Your lips are too big” or “you have fat lips” or “your lips are ugly” or being asked “Did you get your lips injected that’s why they’re so thick?” What’s the use of telling them God made my lips just as He made everything else? Most of them… Read More Right Under My Nose
It had been weeks since she saw him at the restaurant and still no phone calls or visits. She wanted to call him on his private line but was afraid of being told that it was over between them. Why hadn’t he called or come around to see her? She would rather have him accuse… Read More Martina’s Memories
She had come out of the unit where she was looking after a colored soldier when she literally bumped into him. Wide-eyed she looked up at him, mortified. It was General Turpentine. He was out there having a smoke. “I’m sorry,” she mumbled, lowering her eyes. She was a colored woman and he was a… Read More Maddie and the General
Martina Shaw stood there, waiting, debating whether or not to go into the restaurant. Laird Pendlebury was in there with his friends. Going in there now would be foolish. No one knew about their relationship. He wanted it that way. He said that it was because he was an MP and although he wasn’t married,… Read More The MP’s Secret Affair
My name is Nadya and I’m engaged to Darrell, my boyfriend of five years who finally proposed to me. He and I first met when I got my purse snatched and I went to the Pudding Police station to report it. He was on duty and I told him what happened. I was walking through… Read More Nadya’s Story
He got the message and immediately, he left the courthouse. She stood there across the street. Heart racing, he hurried across. “Hello,” he said. “I got your message.” She smiled. “I hope I didn’t come at a bad time.” “No, no. You didn’t.” “I came because I wanted to thank you for all that you… Read More The Barrister
“Church? Pfft. Church ain’t for me.” “Why not Hester Sue?” “Don’t wanna to be around no sliders and dividers.” “Sliders and dividers?” “Backsliders are folks who go back to their nasty ways.” “And dividers?” “They always dividin’ the church.” “Do you still worship?” “Yeah, I still worship. In the wine vault while the folks at… Read More Hester Sue
“Who’s that elegant and handsome man? And is he married?” “That’s Prince Raman, the grandson of King Gaurav. And no, he isn’t married–yet.” That’s him! I stared at the picture in shock. That’s Mani. We met one evening at Merit Casino Royale. I didn’t go there to gamble but I figured that since I was… Read More Mariam’s Prince
It was late afternoon and she had come for a walk in the park after going home from work. She didn’t bother to have dinner. She just wanted to come here and clear her mind. How she managed to get through with her work today, she had no idea. Most likely it was because she… Read More The Surprise Visit
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