It was hard to resist the lure of Miss Chantal. Her silky-smooth waist-length hair was as dark as her haunting round eyes, set a little too far apart in her heart-shaped face . . .
Tag: The Saapin’s Spell
Featured: Black Interest
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- Gathering of Waters
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- Dance of the Jakaranda
- All or Nothing
- Sale The Bernice L. McFadden Collection
- What Is Hip-Hop?
- Confessions of a Ex-Doofus-ItchyFooted Mutha
- The Roving Tree