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Leel ~ Nyte Tales

Ebony Mystique

Sometimes, you just feel the urge to see blood. For Leel that was all the time. Blood was his favorite color! It matched everything!

Yes, maybe he was a bit crazy. But who wasn’t? Being sane wasn’t so great. It made you worry about situations you couldn’t possibly control. Who wanted to live like that? In an undesirable state of constant frustration?

He didn’t. And he wouldn’t.

He let all of that anxiety go. Now he lives in the world of blood. Blood gave him peace. It didn’t over analyze right and wrong. It simply existed! How amazing was that?

So, he tried to off his best friend’s woman. In his defense, that pretty little Russian redhead was more than capable of taking care of herself. She was still alive after all.

Much to his dislike.

The point was, she was alive. Leel would do anything to make sure his…

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Lasha ~ Nyte Tales

Rebranding my Nyte Tales series. Let me reintroduce you to Lasha.

Ebony Mystique

So Lasha came to the United States when she was just twenty. She was all about saving people and fighting for their equality and basic human rights. She had a lot to offer the world! She was smart and ambitious and focused. She was so focused that she couldn’t see anything but her goals. She had a purpose that wouldn’t be derailed. At all. By any means.

Which isn’t always a bad thing…

Her father was Russian and her mother was Ethiopian. Her background was so diverse she believed she was more than equipped to handle social injustices that were happening in the land of the free. Let’s be real, it was 1949. Free was subject to extreme interpretations. She was not discouraged though. With all the issues stacked against her, racism, language barrier and cultural differences just to name a few, her confidence was so high nothing could touch…

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Class ~ Nyte Tales

I’m rebranding my Nyte Tales series. Let me reintroduce some of the characters to you!
~Krystle Nyte

Ebony Mystique

Despite the incredibly long history Class had with women, he found himself utterly captivated by this Russian beauty that called herself Lasha. With her independent attitude and determination she found herself in the middle of a problem he was in charge of handling. There were some unruly groups in the city that needed to be dealt with. That’s what he and his companions were doing when they happened upon her.

They were in the mist of dark times. It was a situation that called for severe violence. The kind of violence that was not for the weak of heart. Or foreign beauties. She meant well, but she was in the way.

So he decided, much to her disapproval, to keep an eye on her. She was delicate and beautiful and extremely capable of killing him if given the chance. He like this spitfire! That’s why he blocked her attempts to…

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