Grandma Netta hadn't really celebrated the holidays for years. The decorations remained in their boxes, the radio silent, and December came and went just like any other month, only colder, only darker. After her husband died, the holidays were too loud with memories, too full of spaces he used to fill.But this year was different.This... Continue Reading →
The Saturday came with a gentleness that only happens when a week has been as long and grueling as this one has been. Ericka led the charge, entering the restaurant, scanning the room from habit rather than need. She spotted their table, the one by the window that always caught the light exactly right, and... Continue Reading →
Danita Carter was drained, the kind that penetrated to the bone and tugged at the edges of her eyelids. It was nearing midnight, and she stood in her small apartment kitchen, delicately taking a cheesecake out of the oven. The plum-colored sweet potato filling was smooth, the top golden in spots, waiting for its shiny... Continue Reading →
The school building buzzed with activity that fall. Therapy sessions filled out the mornings, art therapy filled the afternoons, and the thunder of children's laughter echoed down once-vacant hallways. But Tasheena was never able to shake the feeling of eyes focused on her a moment too long. One evening, as she locked the front doors,... Continue Reading →
The silence between Katina and Vette strained as tight as a rope waiting to snap. Every glance, every word was heavy with tension neither woman was daring enough to face. The office was thriving, but the sleek surface concealed a storm brewing. The agency hosted a mixer that Friday night with potential clients and community... Continue Reading →
The success of the new Mama’s Kitchen location was undeniable. Newspapers praised it as “the soul of the city on a plate,” while local news stations ran features on the legacy behind its recipes. Long lines wrapped around the block on weekends, with people eager to taste the fried catfish, collard greens, and candied yams... Continue Reading →
The glow from Chika’s laptop was a small, defiant campfire in the dark expanse of her penthouse apartment. Royce slept in her bed, the steady rhythm of his breathing a stark contrast to the frantic beat of her heart. Verdant Logic’s first major client, a sleek European bank, was launching in six hours, and a... Continue Reading →
The gentle glow of Chika Harris's three monitors was the only light still lit on the 38th floor of AetherTech. It was Friday night at 8 PM. Again. Her fingers, that blur of proficient keystrokes, were still. She looked at the lines of code, not seeing solutions, but seeing cages. Another of her brilliant ideas... Continue Reading →
The Tuesday notification. A chilly, PDF email: "Your job has been eliminated." That's it. Five years of struggling along at the marketing agency, wiped out. Jayla Davis, 32, in her apartment in Fairview, the echoing of her now-shut-off work laptop the only sound. Panic growing, a wave of heat in her chest. Rent was coming... Continue Reading →
The front door to the Macklin Youth Empowerment Center creaked shut behind Alaina Burris as she stepped into the dimly lit main room. The late afternoon sun threw long shadows across the tiled floor, catching on the faces of the children in the framed photos along the wall. Kids smiling during coding class, a dance... Continue Reading →
New Beginnings Katina Wells and Vette Alston stood outside their newly leased office building, a gleaming structure that promised to elevate their dreams. For five years, they had shared cramped spaces with other businesses, scrambling for clients and recognition. Now, at last, they had a place to call their own—a headquarters for their black employment... Continue Reading →
Nedra Williams stood in the bustling kitchen of Soul & Sandwich, the aroma of simmering spices and freshly baked bread enveloping her like a warm hug. The deli had become her sanctuary, a place where she transformed challenges into opportunities with the unwavering support of her talented team. Yet, as the excitement of their new... Continue Reading →
°A New Dawn in Goodwin° Nedra Williams stood at the threshold of her new life, staring at the unfamiliar skyline of Goodwin. The air was crisp, a stark contrast to the warm, laid-back breezes of her hometown on the West Coast. She remembered the moment she received the transfer notice from her company, a well-established... Continue Reading →
*The Exit Strategy* At 54, Priscilla Simon knew the walls of her high-rise tech office better than her own living room. Sleek chrome desks, the endless hum of processors, and innovation that never slept—none of it stirred her anymore. When the firm announced it was shutting down due to a quiet acquisition, most of her... Continue Reading →
Part 1 Dondra Bevins pressed her thumb against the elevator button in the old Davenville Municipal Building, the metal scratched and dulled from decades of fingers. The thing groaned when it opened, just like always. As she stepped inside, she adjusted the straps of her tan faux-leather tote bag, crammed with pamphlets, folders, and a... Continue Reading →
By mid-January, the buzz around the X-Spot had reached a new high. The holidays had left the community craving more than just good food—they craved connection, joy, and stories. And Xavier had all of that simmering in his kitchen, especially since Dawn had become a steady presence in his life. Dawn’s three-week vacation had turned... Continue Reading →
Three Years Later The office at Blakeship Corporation buzzed with the same intensity it always had—phones ringing, keyboards clicking, and the occasional laughter from the breakroom—but something inside Staci Williams felt different. She sat in her corner office, the city skyline painting the backdrop behind her, and read her resignation letter one last time. It... Continue Reading →
Tasheena Armstrong adjusted her sunglasses as the cab curved down the two-lane road leading into Newberry. The town looked both familiar and foreign. The old signs were still there: Mr. Boone’s Hardware, Miss Georgia’s Sweet Rolls, and the red-brick courthouse in the square. But now, a modern coffee shop with outdoor seating had popped up... Continue Reading →
The humming of a tattoo gun echoed against the cool cement walls of Karter’s Tattoos, the steady buzz offering a strange sense of comfort to Karter Boga. It had been that way ever since the accident—when the world turned inside out, when Regina’s laughter became a memory, and grief painted everything gray. Karter, now 30,... Continue Reading →
The decision not to merge with Sameka’s company had given Drena a momentary sense of peace, but peace was fleeting in her world. SparkDigital was booming, and with that success came an overwhelming tide of responsibilities. New contracts were rolling in, including a major deal with a federal agency that would elevate the firm’s status... Continue Reading →
Spring 2025 blanketed Bloomfield Heights in magnolia blooms and a fresh wave of energy. The Reserve at Bloomfield Heights had become the talk of the town—a hotspot for food lovers, tastemakers, and celebrities alike. Aja’s curated seasonal menu, featuring dishes like miso-glazed halibut with collard green risotto and bourbon pecan peach cobbler, was lauded as... Continue Reading →
Chaka sat alone on her apartment balcony that Friday evening, wrapped in a blanket and nursing a glass of wine. The city buzzed below her, but her world felt unusually quiet. Zavion hadn't responded to her last message. It had been four days since she confessed, and his silence was louder than any argument could’ve... Continue Reading →
The city had changed. Or maybe Janice and Eric had. The streets that once buzzed with opportunity now echoed like empty promises. Corporate layoffs had hit Janice's finance firm hard. Eric’s clinic, once beloved, had been replaced with a trendy pet spa that barely accepted walk-ins, let alone folks who couldn’t afford a gold-tier grooming... Continue Reading →
Larissa Fields stood in front of her beauty salon, “Fields of Elegance,” the mid-afternoon sun casting a warm glow on the vibrant sign. The salon had been a staple in this historic Black neighborhood for twenty years, a sanctuary where people came not just for haircuts and styles, but for the sense of community that... Continue Reading →
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