Rita needed to befriend any management staff of Global Press Limited to get to the owner of the company. It didn't matter who. It should have been a simple situation of using an unsuspecting person, but then she met the new Branch Manager - melanin, drool worthy, Benjamin Inyang. Ben was good at ignoring crass women who flirted without dignity. Rita Ukara was supposed to be one of such, despite being an insanely smart, annoying pest whose height reached only to his chest. But he caught himself wondering if her hair was naturally long or artificial, also, how would it feel when he plunged his hands into it or, perhaps, grabbed her wide, curvy hips?
life may seem cruel to many cause it truly is, we are all faced with challenges along the way and we all get hurt, either by loosing someone special or being hurt by someone you love, maybe it's when the society criticize you or when your own family doesn't accept you, the point is life is harsh and hard, you may have good moments sometimes traumatizing moments but it's just a temporary journey and this is the journey and life of a Muslim black Melanin.
Say...
If you happen to get transported to another world that you always dreamed off...
What would you do?
Every day's a fight for survival, like some twisted video game where "Game Over" means actual death.
Being a hero?
"No thanks."
Vengeful villain?
"Sounds exhausting."
All I want is a break from this place. Every day feels like a near-death experience.
Witnessing epic stuff?
"Awesome."
Almost getting eaten by said epic stuff?
"Not so awesome."
But hey, at least the monsters look kinda cool, right?
Maybe surviving all this will let me see some stuff I never even dreamed of.
Still, gotta admit, this whole "Isekai Tensei" (transported to another world) thing is way harder than the light novels make it seem.
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The Original and the Only Author of this novel is me, Jomar Magbanua. And I also goes by the name 'Akaashiro' as my pseudonym name. Don't ever try to plagiarize, copy, or post my novel in other platforms even with my name or not. I wrote this novel with my own sweat, eye melanin, and braincells (I even sometimes forgot to sleep).
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I am the creator of my own cover.
(Book 1 of the Taste and Color of Love Series)
Xavier Morreti does not like people with brown skins, not because of their color or race... But because of what one did to him two years ago. The pain and anguish one caused his two years ago...
His slight dislike for black people doesn't make him go running around pursuing them with pitchforks and knives and it doesn't make him foolish, either. Obviously, he knows he needs them if he wants his million dollar company to grow. So you know what he did?
He tolerates them; puts on a 'everything is okay just go back to work' facade anytime he sees his racial employees. He acts like the face of any black person he sees doesn't take the form of the woman of two years ago. Except one.
Meet Natalie Deserue, a depressed woman that doesn't only know how to work the hips but the heart too. She craves one thing she never had.
Love.
After surviving an abusive relationship, she goes bankrupt then resort into stripping...
Where she meets the billionaire racist who takes her home one night and licks the melanin off her skin.
But good things don't come easy, right? Right. All it takes for her momentary happiness to shatter is just a crazy psychotic ex and her naive mind.
Eloise, a girl who suffers from lack of melanin causing only one of her iris to be blue has never had any romantic relationship in her life. With her abnormality, she hides it with contact lens. She too swore to never fall in love. Just as she started her university life, she suddenly meets Nikolai who accidentally discovers her secret. How will her peaceful life turn out? Will this be her first love?
Meredith Melanin is a child born with a lot of secrets. She's Melanessian and lives with her mom on the coast of Barbados.
She meets a very handsome man who she has her first crush on and finds out she's also half Polynesian.
Oops and that man is her father!
Melanin, " You can touch and win my body..but you can't win my heart at any cost "
Drunken Henry holding her hair , " I don't need your heart you b.tch. I have Linda in my heart already "..
Melanin keeping hand on his hand which is holding her hair in pain , " Why did you marry me again ? You divorced me right? And Linda is alive too"
Henry, " Don't compare you with Linda sl.t. you are just alivetoy for me... While Linda is my love.."
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Melanin is a successful fashion designer of age 26 in Y city
Henry is 28 yrs old and CEO of " Watson Groups".
How Henry and Melanin married? Why did they divorce ? Why did he marry her again though he has girlfriend ?
To know about it read " Ex husband, leave me !!"
Xavier Morreti does not like people with brown skins, not because of their color or race... But because of what one did to him two years ago. The pain and anguish one caused his two years ago...
His slight dislike for black people doesn't make him go running around pursuing them with pitchforks and knives and it doesn't make him foolish, either. Obviously, he knows he needs them if he wants his million dollar company to grow. So you know what he did?
He tolerates them; puts on a 'everything is okay just go back to work' facade anytime he sees his racial employees. He acts like the face of any black person he sees doesn't take the form of the woman of two years ago. Except one.
Meet Natalie Deserue, a depressed woman that doesn't only know how to work the hips but the heart too. She craves one thing she never had.
Love.
After surviving an abusive relationship, she goes bankrupt then resort into stripping...
Where she meets the billionaire racist who takes her home one night and licks the melanin off her skin.
But good things don't come easy, right? Right. All it takes for her momentary happiness to shatter is just a crazy psychotic ex and her naive mind.
He phased through concrete wall before atoms could split molecules an 8ft tall structure wrapped in excess melanin motioned his presence to a place where he became the center of attention, he was like the hunger-stricken version of Freddy Kruger with hair, slim to the skeleton, he had dreadlocks each strand as thick as a graduation scroll, he wore a dark blue suit of impeccable tailoring he wasn't Charlie Chaplin but he had a jaunty smile, one you could never imagine.
"Isabelle I don't think it's a nice idea to sleep anymore."
Ebony Anderson a melanin beauty born without a silver spoon struggles in a city of whites rich people
Her dreams of going into modeling world became rough when she lost her first modeling opportunity because of her skin tone and even as she tried harder she kept on getting rejected after applying for contracts
She crosses path with her childhood crush who happens to own a big modeling firm and her story is just about to change
