Interacial Novels & Stories

Mia's bright smile and infectious laughter drew to us. She was a stunning blonde with long, sun-kissed hair that cascaded down her back like a golden waterfall. Her piercing blue eyes sparkled with warmth and friendliness as she engaged in conversation with Alexis. Mia's features were delicate yet striking, with high cheekbones and a petite nose. She had a radiant glow about her, exuding confidence and poise. Her American accent was evident in her speech, and I could tell she was someone who was comfortable in her own skin.

Maybe the idea is to be so true to yourself that you make your own space where you fit. With other folks who don't fit within established categories. "Sera smiled. "Daniel, you're not alone. There are forty-three additional mixed-race youngsters living in this city. "Maybe start there: find your people instead of trying to fit in with people who don't want you." His parents came and cried with relief. They didn't push him about school; instead, they hugged him and pledged to work things out together. A minor win, but wins added up. The first publicly held interspecific wedding took place two months following the signing. Not a connected pair; they'd been getting married in secret for years.

She says matter-of-fact. "That's kind of racist, isn't it?" I ask, trying to make it sound like a joke. "Not at all." She says. "It's just practical, Mike." She says, turning towards me. "Once the novelty of being with a black chick wears off, then we have to deal with all the other shit that comes with being an interracial couple. No matter how much it looks like the world has made progress, there are still a lot of people, black and white, who just can't accept it. Relationships are hard enough already without trying to take on the world."

Lewis Woodley. He woke up furious. He was feeling what Elsie was used to feeling every morning she woke up all alone on a six by six bed, lonely, sad, angry and regretting. In Swahili they say: mkuki Kwa nguruwe mtamu Kwa na binadamu mchungu. Do unto others what you'd want them to do unto you. Whoever said that should have made a billboard out of it_ spearing a pig for sport is so fun until the same spear pierces the human, it's very painful. There is always no fun in getting others do what we do to them, especially when it’s mean.

As she would read through a book written by an American hidden author who said ‘We are in the twenty first century, hence every child deserves to be treated equally. That is what keeps her moving in the campus and she made to mingle with all the other kids in the campus. “Miss Alice Martins” The lecturer called her out with her first surname. He had noticed that her attention was not on him and he couldn’t go on without making sure all of them have understood what he was explaining. “Yes?” She questioned as she lifted her head, the eyes of the rest of the royal children who had been threatened to attend the classes now turned to face her.

Sara always did her make-up and her hair, whenever they have a party. Sara walks back and forth to ask Neha, “How do I look?” Neha with big eyes, “my, my, my. You look fabulous and I'm sure that everybody will be looking at you, not the models.” Sara looks very beautiful. She has a perfect body and the dress looks very pretty on her. She's slim, light skin, curly long hair, and her hair's light brown. She has a dimple on her left cheek, which suited her so much. When she smiles, it looks so beautiful on her. She has hazel eyes and people always ask her if that's her real eyes because her eyes look so beautiful that nobody could imagine that such a beauty could be in one person on earth. Some

Once again, I’m writing a story to honor the request of a reader! A little over a year ago, Ms. Ciara Townsend wrote to me: “My best friend and I are avid readers, and my favorite books usually have white lead characters and black minor characters, and they’re usually quite ghetto. It’s a little discouraging when all of the couples are with people of the same race when there are so many mixed people in the world. I would love an interracial romance, especially when there are so many people that don’t believe in it.”

What is she doing here? To be honest, Andreas wanted to hug his Wife even after what Lia has done to him. Lia had betrayed him, but Andreas's love is real. But the ego is even high. Those beautiful brown eyes could do wonders on him. The room once again fell silent, and this time it was Adir who broke the silence. "Anyway, Grace, this is my mate, Betty. " Adir introduced." And she is pregnant. " Adir commented with a goofy smile. " Oh, I am pregnant too. " Grace exclaimed.

He declares the last part as if ordering me. I want nothing more than to stick my tongue at him. But instead, I nod. I want to know as much as possible, so I need to please him. I almost smile to myself at the thoughts passing through my brain. All men are the same, no matter the species. A sweet voice and a couple of eyelash bats are all it takes. "What color is your other form...Gunnar," I ask, and his eyes flash with an unreadable emotion. "We are all black, mate," he answers in a low husky voice that sends a shiver down my spine.

A few months later, Sarah gave birth to a healthy baby boy. As time passed, Sarah found herself immersed in the joys and challenges of motherhood. Her beautiful baby boy, Adam, brought immense happiness into her life with his golden skin and curly hair. Yet, it was his eyes that captivated her the most—a striking shade of steel grey, inherited from his father. Sarah marveled at the sight of those eyes, a constant reminder of the man who had once been a significant part of her life.