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Interracial Love stories
Interracial Love stories. Interracial Love stories, from quick reads to long series. Reads run 16 to 24 minutes. Writers to know: Echo Transit, Fable of Delta and Garnet Sonnet. Readers usually start with “Oyster Days and Off-Season Ways” and “Last Call on Lot 7”. Ranked by how many readers finish them. Some are free to read in full; the rest open with a free preview.
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41 42 Fiesta and Fire
The divorce papers came back in March, stamped and final, and I did what I always did.
43 Bitter Vintage
The tray comes at me fast and I do the sideways shuffle I've been doing for twenty years.
44 The Grappler's Reach
I am thirty-four years old and I sell houses for a living, and right now I am sitting in my Corolla in a strip mall parking lot, sweating…
45 Salt and Static
The storm came in around six, and by seven the lights in the building were doing that thing lights do before they die, a flicker, a buzz…
46 When He Walked In
The open house was going the way open houses go when the house is ugly.
47 The Time Capsule Date
I drove up the gravel road to the cave at six, already composing the speech I was going to give my aunt.
48 Layover in Roast
The flight to Vienna got cancelled at two in the afternoon, and the board flipped Christine's whole trip home into a mess of gray letters.
49 The Blind Dare
Pam had counted the petals of a white rose a hundred and twelve times in her life, and she could not tell you why, only that her fingers…
50 The Plumber and the Boss
I bought the Snowbird Inn at thirty-eight, a year before my divorce finished eating itself, and I have been apologizing to it ever since.
51 Rules We Break
I've planned forty-one weddings in my life, and I can tell you the exact moment this one stopped being just another job.
52 Cleaning Up After Hours
The Neon Note at half past midnight is a whole different animal than the Neon Note at ten.
53 Straw Bale Springs
Helene, a Black farmer's daughter from Georgia who now ran her own few acres up the valley, parked her truck behind The Hive at seven on a…
54 Revenge Body
I climbed the last flight of stairs to the roof around 10 on a Thursday night in August, and I want it noted that I almost turned around…
55 Her Gift Changed Everything
Laura had never stolen anything in her life, unless you counted the keys currently burning a hole in her jacket pocket.
56 Cornfield Negotiations
Elisabeth found the sandwich at the bottom of the lunch pail, still wrapped in foil, still cold.
57 Llama Trek Exes
The bus dropped me off on the main street of town at four in the afternoon on a Tuesday, and I stood there with my two bags and my laptop…
58 Ember Trail
Wade Caulfield took the last exit before the town of Tropic and drove up the switchbacks with the windows down.
59 The Final Mix
I'd been up since six that morning messing with the cover art, so by the time I parked my Corolla outside The Beehive I'd already had two…
60 Second Go-Round
Okay, so here's how my Thursday was supposed to go.