Race Relations
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  • Reads 1,663,018
  • Votes 58,070
  • Parts 42
  • Time 5h 46m
Complete, First published Oct 19, 2011
Mature
Leila is a young and sexy magazine editor. Open minded and accepting of everything and everyone. She loves diversity, and she tries her best to surround herself with people that maintain that same value. Then she meets Nathaniel Harrington.

Nathaniel Harrington is the hometown boy, sort of. All his life his parents have told him to stay away from people that look different than him. And that's exactly what he did, he surrounded himself with people that looked like him and think like him, except for his cousin Mike, also his best friend and who enjoys everyone and everything.

When Nathaniel meets Leila, naturally he wish to stay away from her, she isn't like hm; yet he cant. Can Nathaniel forget about his parents instilled values and find his Own? Will he learn that no one is really that different?
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