Peopleofcolour Stories

Trigger Warning/ 18+ content A series of poems about triggering subjects such as mental health issues, drug use, gender dysphoria, rape and more. Please read with caution.

My thoughts on controversial topics. Because I'm lazy usually just copies of YouTube or Instagram comments I wrote in discussions about said topics. You're invited to tell me your opinions and discuss everything with me. Probably updated daily

In the opulent world of modern-day Pakistan, Layla Malik, once the wild heiress to a political dynasty, has transformed herself into a formidable force of ambition and revenge. Her heart scarred by betrayal, she stands at the helm of her family's empire, determined to consolidate power and make her enemies pay. Enter Azaan, the charismatic lawyer, the youngest scion of the influential Mughal family, who becomes enamored with Layla's guarded heart. As passion ignites, Layla's icy walls begin to crumble. But love is a dangerous game, and Layla is not ready to give in to its call. Meanwhile, the return of Layla's estranged cousin, Zaroon, sets the stage for a gripping power struggle. With secrets, scandals, and dark ambitions swirling, Layla must navigate treacherous waters to protect her legacy, even if it means keeping dangerous secrets. As love and ambition entwine, and the line between right and wrong blurs, Layla, Azaan, and Zaroon are set on a collision course. Will Layla dare to give love a second chance, or will her thirst for power and revenge consume her? Will Layla's heart thaw, or will ambition be her ultimate downfall?

Gotta season the book sometimes with Cinnamon there and Paprika there, you get me? [all races included]

Jun DeSantos is a Chinese-Brazilian girl living in southern Portland. With a natural disaster threatening her community will she find her one ?

Our race does not give you the license to do whatever you want. We have had enough of our blood being needlessly shed and society is beginning to open their eyes to that. We are no longer going to be a race of oppression. These events taking place is not the first time. We have protested for years, we have been killed for years, we have faced discrimination for years. Enough is enough. Please use your voice and stand with us so that we can live just like you. BLACK LIVES MATTER !

This is written as spoken word poetry that will, ironically, forever remain unspoken. © Copyright 2017 by Lily White. All rights reserved.

A book of face claims to help you find the perfect cast for your story... ^_^

Invaders from the moon have came to planet Earth and created Androids.Evil robots who like to cause havoc. the invaders are led by their Queen, Jupiter. Jupiter has killed almost every human on the planet but the humans who are still alive are demons with supernatural powers. (DISCLAIMER: I found the cover on Google, I do not claim this cover.)

Elria has been at peace for centuries, but creatures of darkness have always lurked in the background, waxing and waning with the rise and fall of empires and demigods, divine children who came of age when the world needs them the most. Darkness is rising again, and only a new crop of demigods can stop it. Contains some 18+ chapters!

❛ PLEASE, THERE ARE THOUSANDS OF ASIANS. USE SOMEONE WHO ISN'T STEVE OR ARDEN. ❜ in which artemis gives you asian faceclaims [ todorokii- / 2017 - 2018 ] cover by: aeyeonii

Three weeks ago, everything changed in the life of Nayo Yamoah. Her parents and older brother were murdered in front of her eyes and she and her younger sister were rescued and brought onto Vandor Isle, where they're surrounded by other toavers - people like them, that are part of the elemental dynasty. While coping with losing her parents and brother to the rots; minions of the evil Doctor Rotrix, she tries to adjust to this new place with different interesting people and her developping toaver powers...

History has a funny way of repeating itself. That's what Shireen's father told her when Yusuf walked out on them. That's what Yusuf said to Shireen when Omar walked out on her. "The State We Live In" explores the effects of generational trauma on families when individuals struggle to find their identity, through love, pain and empowerment. Watch Shireen and her daughter Zora's stories unfold in parallel. Can either of them break the cycle or are they forever destined to continue the family's curse?

Amani Kareem is a 21 year old Muslim Texan that lives a double life. She is a hard working student by day but a contract killer by night trying to make her way to the top so that she can find the man responsible for her father's death... Currently not uploading due to life and studies! Will let you guys know when I am back <3.

A story I had going on in my head and now its on a tangible piece of media, you're all welcome. And also I have an IG now (biggishbutts) go follow me. I post my artwork for this story there before the chapters come out so if u like spoilers go have at it. People have been living with magic forever now, coexisting peacefully with each other. But a few powerful magic users who wield the ability to control the body and mind have seemingly sprung out of the woodwork, a sudden surge of psionical magic, ready to wreak havoc on any unfortunate victims. And as the advancements of technology arises, some try to combine both science and magic into one form, resulting in dangerous outcomes, in a desperate attempt to combat the psionics. The clash of both sides are inevitable, and each succumb to the cruel hands of corruption and greed, and before you know it everyone is now in some seriously deep shit. Everyone is only capable of so much, but they need to do something or their precious world will soon be run over by power-hungry maniacs. Who knows if the path people take is one leading to victory and success, or if it simply runs an endless road, repeating cycles, like a train on a circular track. No one can tell for sure, but they're just going to have to find out... Ps: I have no clue what I'm doing here so please be gentle with my poor dumb ass brain yeah?

I started working at a community library a year or so ago. I started writing about the library on my second day. The odd characters - both patrons and volunteers alike, the fight to keep our doors open and Mr Big Business upstairs away from our little space, the odd notes found in donated books, and of course, the ghosts, were grist to my writing mill. And now, after everything that's happened, I think my notebook notes need to be read by someone other than myself. Someone else needs to know about the Library.

I am ugly. We all are, but even monsters seek comfort and love. Even witches yearn for a place to call home free from the threat of burning at a stake. And even vampires ponder how the Sun feels. Tell me then, is it wrong that we tell our stories?

drafted conversations between two broken hearts. First posted: 14th Sept 2021✨