Kenapa Aku Hitam Novels & Stories

“Hey, Emi ko mọ ẹniti o jẹ ati Emi ko mọ kini awọn ero rẹ jẹ. Pẹlu Emi ko fẹ lati pa eniyan miiran pẹlu awọ awọ kanna bi emi. Nitorinaa ṣe o le sọ nkan? Ohunkohun ni gbogbo, Emi ko bikita!” English translation: “Hey, I don’t know who you are and I don’t know what your intentions are. Plus I don’t want to kill another person with the same skin color as me. So can you please say something? Anything at all, I don’t care!” This man is driving me crazy. Why is he not responding to me? I really don’t want to kill him, because not only he looks like an angel but I hate harming my own race. I love my melanin queens and kings. I believe we shouldn’t harm each other for petty or foolish reasons.

Alpha Black defended "Besides, I had a good reason to hate the human race, they were the ones who killed my parents" he added, his voice held pain as if he recalled the painful incident "You don't have to explain yourself, Alpha Black, everything is in the past, but we should not hate an entire race for what a few of them did" I said with a smile "I know, it's going to be difficult, but I am going to try so I don't let it cloud my judgement and let an innocent suffer" he replied looking at me and I smiled back at him in response

Not fifteen minutes had passed when the devil walked in. My eyes met his cold brown ones, and I immediately regretted it when the image of last night came to mind. Neither of us said a word, and I continued my breakfast, pretending he wasn't there. He wore a pair of black jeans that hang loosely around his hips, a black shirt with rolled-up sleeves, and a black Adidas. What was this, the national black day? It suited him; though I assure you, his soul was darker still. "You'll get cold in that," He walked toward me and stuffed one of my strawberries into his mouth. A delicious smell consumed my nostrils. His perfume.

"Lola Esmeralda... bakit? Bakit kailangang dumanak ang dugo ng pamilya ko para lang sa kumpanya mo?" ​Tumawa nang mapait ang matanda. "Dahil ang mga Hohenberg ang tanging hadlang sa pag-angat ng mga Black sa Europe! Hindi ko hahayaang isang banyagang pamilya ang magdikta sa atin!" ​"And look at you now," sagot ni Aria. "Nasa gitna ng dagat, tinraydor ng sarili mong kakampi, at kinalimutan ng sarili mong apo."

CHAPTER TWENTY NINE: "DARK BLUE KISSES." //Heaven Black// Being part of Black clan makes me a loner. The surname that I have is one of the reason why I don't have any friends. No... I have one. "Bitch I think I need to burn more calories." I frown when Heather sit beside me. "Do you wish to die?" I ask while staring at her. Ever since the day she got rejected, she became more conscious with her body. It's not right.

I said. "What's with the weird teeths then?" A man yelled. I held my hand up, checking out my teeth. I could feel it all of a sudden, two teeths sharper than others on opposite sides. Mythological facts had called them fangs… How could I have them? "Her eyes aren't black no more." The sun had suddenly begun to affect me, my eyes felt heavy, burning with the intense sunlight. That wasn't enough to prove that I was a monster, they're just frightened.

She felt disappointed; he left her as usual; it seemed her dream was a dream, after all. She returned to her room and took out a black jumpsuit; she has a vital war today and feels black is a powerful color for her. She always wears black because she believes black can give her an invisible power and confidence. She went to the bathroom when she tried to wash her face; Ella felt pain inside her mouth, her tongue felt numb, and she even got a cut around the lip's corner out of nowhere. She touched the wound and tried to think how she got this, but she had no memory. For a second, a pic flashed in her head,

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"Well! Ahhm! I'm an adonis, a ladies man, I don't even have to orally say that, everyone knows that because they can see from my looks! You know what I'm talking about right? Everybody wants me, every girl cries out for me, cries for my name, for goodness sake I'm a fucking Muslim, why do they fall so much for me, because one thing I'm certain about is that black girls at most don't like Asians and I'm one! I'm one!

Can’t men and women go to public places labelled as friends? “Hey, which one? Black or grey?” he asked while holding two shirts. “I have seen you in a lot of black shirts already. And black is not a good colour to wear under sunlight. I choose white,” I answered. “White is not even on the choices. Come on, pick.” His brows were furrowed. “Black,” I said. He returned the black just as I expected. “You said black is not a good colour under heat but you picked black,” he said while I follow him to the counter. “Because I know you’ll pick the grey one after hearing what I just said.