Marcel Emerson    

My Eyes are Green Stunning literary debut with a gripping tale of passion, pain and the promise of love. Jennifer Peele and Dontae Erickson have just entered the prestigious world of Georgetown University's elite law school. A chance meeting brings them together and they realize they have a lot more in common than their mysterious green eyes. Personal tragedies have made them kindred spirits, both seeking to fill the empty space left by deaths of their mothers.

Jennifer, once a rising songstress, re-ignites her passion for singing but ends up facing the flames of an abusive relationship with one of her band members. She struggles to maintain her dignity, her grades and her failing relationship, in spite of its fatal flaws.

Dontae falls under the spell of a charming law student, Darrel, but their budding relationship soon withers under the weight of a personal tragedy-the death of Darrel's father. Darrel makes a quick exit and seems to vanish off the face of the earth, only to resurface later, with a pregnant wife in tow. Will Dontae accept Darrel's offer of continuing their relationship, in spite of the fact that he belongs to someone else, or will Dontae move on and look for love in the arms of another?

My Eyes Are Green will pull readers into the life and times of the characters, making them feel as if they are a part of the story and that the characters are of flesh and blood. The story races to a powerful climax and decisions are made that will transform each character, forever.

You Had Me at Hello

Fast-paced and steamy novel that will intrigue and captivate you from start to finish.
Demarco Ware is an irresistible and ruggedly-sexy hustler with dynamite looks and a dazzling smile that can warm the souls of even the most cold-hearted. He uses his charisma and sex appeal as the ultimate VIP pass, working his way into the lives of Washington, D.C. s most elite. In spite of his magnetism and allure, he cannot escape the past demons which have haunted him for years. When Demarco s rocky relationship with Que Reynolds the pretty boy with swagger and attitude is threatened by the emergence of David Johnson and Candice Vasily whose ambitions knows no bounds, Demarco must confront his greatest fears. 

Independent and business-savvy Kenya Bryant, is torn between her thriving business and the love of her life, NFL star and playboy Cordel Roberts. Growing up poor and having to fend for herself, Kenya learned at an early age to never depend on a man for anything. She now faces the dangerous decision of whether to try to forgive Cordel s indiscretions and move past their volatile history or to cut her loses and run. 

Set against the political backdrop of one the most powerful cities in the world, Washington, D.C., You Had Me at Hello and its intricate plot will keep you on the edge of your seat. Just when you think you ve figured it all out, you realize you had no idea what the truth is until the shocking end.

Lookout Necole Bitchie and Perez Hilton, there is a new it girl in town and her name is Marcie Chung. In What About Your Friends, David desperately longs for his piece of the American pie. Fresh out of Harvard’s elite business school with his MBA, David lands a six-figure salary at one of the top consulting firms in DC. On paper David has it all, gorgeous looks, career, luxury car, apartment and money in the bank. His best friend and partner in crime, Dontae just moves back in town after the death of his lover. Things start to unravel between the best friends when, both David and Dontae join an online exclusive social group. 

The Inner Circle caters to the well-to-do black man, and is where David taps into his hidden talent of writing. He later receives an offer from a new acquaintance, Marcie that he can’t refuse, to start their very own blog, MarcieChung.com. Marcie is a beautiful woman who only dates high-profile men, which keeps her very close to some of the most explosive celebrity gossip. The blog sees unprecedented internet traffic during its launch and Marcie becomes a household name, overnight, knocking out its competitors. But, as the blog continues to soar, David finds himself kicked out of the Inner Circle due to a love triangle between Dontae and another group member, Kelvin that he is totally blindsided by that may lead to the demise of their friendship.

During a marketing event for MarcieChung.com, David’s past indiscretions come back to haunt him and he finds himself in jail, vying to put the pieces of his life back together. In What About Your Friends the characters find it difficult to trust those closest to them. Lines are crossed, ties are severed, and bridges are burned and David finds himself asking the question: who can I really trust? 

Weakness In Me Introduces you to Emerson's most unforgettable and dynamic characters to date. Antonio, Yvette, Michele and Brice are as different as night and day, but they share one commonality-they work at Donatello's, the hottest and most upscale restaurant in New York City. At Donatello's, million dollar deals and careers are made or broken over fancy cocktails. On any given day, the restaurant is a virtual Who's Who of celebrity sightings. If you don't have the right connections, you'll find yourself on the outside looking in.

Antonio, the domineering and striking restaurant manager, is miserable in his marriage, and uses Donatello's as his ultimate playground, but a dark secret could destroy his life.

Yvette, Atlanta's hottest on-the-rise female rapper, drops out of college and moves to New York after finding out her cheating boyfriend just signed a record deal. Now, she aims to collect on promises he made to her in the heat of passion and she will let nothing stand in the way of her career.

Michele, who was raised in the projects and sexually abused by a man old enough to be her father, has an addiction to cold, hard cash. Despite being blessed with beauty and brains, she cannot manage to leave her married abuser alone.

Brice a gay, hopeless-romantic has dreams of being a famous poet, but when he joins a hip hop group that blows up overnight, he is forced into living a lie while being enticed by powerful men who are hiding in hip hop.

The Weakness In Me shows that all that glitters isn't gold and that tragedy can lurk around any corner. When a mysterious fire burns down Donatello's, it incinerates the hopes and dreams of many, and takes the life of one of the main characters. When the flames are extinguished and the ashes are cleared, who will be left standing?

Nothing Is Forever

Takes the readers on a supernatural journey while exploring themes of racism, lust, forgiveness and politics during the eighteenth century when the color lines were breached only in darkness. 

Jacques, a slave living on a vineyard in France, is blessed with undeniable good looks that provides him with privileges the other slaves can only dream about; but, his privileges come with a price. His mother Clarisse, who was banished from the plantation the day he was born, comes back to reclaim what was stolen from her. Now a vampire, Clarisse needs her son’s blood to perform a spell that will end a curse bestowed on all vampires and allow her to walk proudly in the daylight.

Raina and Patrick, the aristocratic fraternal twins of the Master, are polar opposites and find themselves locked in a love triangle that changes their lives forever. Raina, beautiful and bold, is determined to right the wrongs of the past and will stop at nothing to make Jacques pay for his past crimes. 
Patrick, sexy and irresistible, finds himself alone after his family’s fortune is destroyed. In this moment he finds love in a hopeless place. He meets Vladimir, a mysterious and powerful vampire, who shows him how to survive on his own. 

Years later, Jacques, Raina and Patrick find themselves in New Orleans, where the supernatural reigns supreme. Together, they will answer one crucial question: was it all worth it? Nothing Is Forever tests the limits of love and questions what it truly means to move on after tragedy.

Enjoy a sample of Emerson's latest novel The Library: 

CHAPTER 1

            PABLO

            I woke up this morning on the floor of my mother’s small shack in Los Minas in the capital of the Dominican Republic, Santo Domingo to be exact. They say Los Minas is the most dangerous part of the capitol, and we don’t get too many tourists venturing into our part of the city. At twenty-two I thought that I would have left this small island and moved either to Spain or somewhere in America. I am the only one of my mother’s children who had completed high school and had gone on to attend the University. I couldn’t believe that I was back on this hard floor, after winning a spot on my countries Olympic team in track and field.

            I’d been waiting for that moment ever since coach Diego took the time to introduce me to the hurdles my freshman year of high school. He saw me running during one of my gym classes and was certain that I had untapped potential. However, track and field wasn’t the only thing that coach Diego would later think I would be good at. Along with track, Coach Diego introduced me to a whole new world of fast money, and foreign men. At that time, I was ignorant at the fact that there was a thriving market of men who traveled to my island to meet young boys like myself. Coming from a large family, where I didn’t receive a lot of one-on-one attention, I was just excited that someone had taken an interest in me and said that I was good at something.     

            It wasn’t necessarily my first choice to do the things that I had been doing with all these men the past six years of my life. However, Coach Diego said that it was an ends to a means. He would always tell me if I worked hard in school, and on the track that I wouldn’t have to do it forever, like some of the unlucky men on my island. Coach Diego convinced me to participate in the sex trade, by informing me that I would be able to take care of myself and my family in the process. Living in a household with four other brothers and sisters, with both parents in the house, and us all sharing one bathroom wasn’t something that I wanted to do the rest of my life. Especially after meeting some of the wealthy men that traveled to my island, and hearing their stories of lavish and luxury. I too wanted this for myself.

            I longed for a better life for myself and I also wanted to take care of my family. Being the middle child, I wasn’t coddled as a child and I was pretty much left alone to do pretty much anything that I wanted to do. Therefore, when I started spending so much time away from home, and with Coach Diego I didn’t get any questions or concerns from either one of my parents. I could only assume my parents were just excited that I had finally found something that interested me, and got me out of their hair.

            Everything seemed to be going according to plan with my life. I began to look at all the men Coach Diego would set me up with as friends. I had several repeat customers that would come to the island two maybe three times a year. Not all of them were bad looking either, but they all wanted my attention. This was a very powerful feeling that all these men chose me, to fulfil a fantasy that I assumed, only I could fulfill. I was naive when I first started out. It seemed like the younger I was the more men wanted to spend time with me. This was a major ego booster, and I started to think very highly of myself and my looks. Not really understanding that there was something deeply wrong with a grown man wanting to have sex with a teenager.

            My first sexual encounter was with Coach Diego. This happened when I was around sixteen years old. He was all I could think about, after the first time. Coach Diego was tall, and he was very fair skin. I later found out that his grandmother was a Jewish refugee that came to the island in the nineteen-thirties and married his Dominican grandfather. I remember growing up and hearing how being lighter was better, and I would see how the Haitians in my school were treated so poorly. Many Haitians that l grew up around were darker hued, compared to the native Dominicans. My own father would tell my sisters that they’d better not come walking in with no Haitian boyfriend or they would be disowned.

            There was this young Hattian boy that was friends with my older brother that used to come to our home. My parents treated him fine, because it wasn’t that they didn’t like Haitians, they just didn’t want their grandchildren to have to be discriminated against and have a harder life than necessary. However, this Haitian kid spent a lot of his time trying to assimilate into the Dominican culture. I think he just wanted to be like everyone that was around him. Unfortunately, he found himself hanging from a tree, having been lynched for impregnating a young Dominican girl from my neighborhood. The girl was later found dead, and my father would make sure my sisters wouldn’t have this same fate. My father would constantly remind them of this once they got to puberty.

            I had to admit that I was raised to prefer lighter skin over dark, which was what attracted me to Coach Diego. Not to mention, he had the perfect physique, and he was an authoritative figure who took a special interest in me during a time when I was vulnerable. I remembered like it was yesterday the day Coach Diego took my innocence away. He had changed me forever, and I was a willing participant.

It was after practice and all the other students on the track team had left and went home. I remember it like it was yesterday. I was on my way home and Coach Diego Diego stopped me and said, “Pablo I need for you to stay late and work on your jumping technique.”

I smiled and said, “O.K. coach.” This was something that I welcomed. Any extra alone time with Coach Diego was right up my alley. After everyone left, Coach Diego started showing me some exercises.

Coach Diego was looking at me a little different today. I wasn’t sure why, but I just listened. “Pablo,” he said. “These exercises will build up your stamina and also allow you to jump higher.” During these new exercises I remembered him touching me more than he had ever done before. This was getting me excited and I didn’t know how to control my desires.

The touching was way more delicate than he had done in the past. After we finished working out Coach Diego said, “Pablo let me give you a full body massage. That way you won’t have a lot of aches and pains when you wake up in the morning, from working muscles you’ve never worked.”

Not thinking anything of it, I said, “Ok, sure no problem.” Then I jumped on the massage table that was located in the back corner of the men’s locker room.

When Coach Deigo walked to the table he said, “No Pablo I need for you to get completely undressed and to lay on your stomach.” I was shocked and embarrassed by his request because I was already semi erect from all the touching he was doing during the training. However, I followed his request and quickly stripped down to nothing and rested on the massage table. Coach Diego started massaging my ankles and working his way up my legs. In my head I was like, does he know what he is doing to me? When his smooth hands had gotten close to my groin area he didn’t stop massaging, nor try to work around my private area. At this point I was completely erect. I was breathing real hard and I could hear Coach Diego seductively saying every so lightly, “Just relax Pablo, what’s going to happen next has to be between us. You trust me don’t you?”

My head was positioned in the head rest of the massage chair, with my eyes shut. I suddenly opened my eyes and looked up at Coach Diego. He too was completely naked. He was standing over me with an erect, red tented penis poking in my direction. I was shocked because his penis was lacking the foreskin that my brothers and I had. Coach Diego later told me that he was circumcised at thirteen, which was part of his grandmother’s Jewish faith. Over my heavy breathing I muttered out, “Yes Coach I trust you.”

Coach Diego then said, “Good now just turn over on your back, and continue to lay flat and enjoy this experience. I’ve been wanting to do this for months.” When I turned on my back I was fully erect. My member was a lot longer and thicker than Coach Diego. I was surprised and thought it strange, since he was older and taller than I was. I would later find out by Coach Diego that he considered me blessed in that region of my body. He told me I would soon see the privileges this would provide me in the near future.

A few seconds later, Coach Diego began stroking my member, and spitting on it making it moist. The friction was sending me to a state of ecstasy. I was so green; at the time I assumed his hands had gotten tired because he put his mouth around my member and started going up and down. Feeling this sensation for the first time, sent electricity through my body. His mouth felt a lot better than his hands, which I thought couldn’t get any better. At this point my breathing was uncontrollable. I was dumbfounded by the experience. I wasn’t understanding what was going on, but was frightened and excited at the same time. Just when I thought things couldn’t feel any better, Coach Diego puts a condom on me, hops on the massage table and starts riding me like I was a stallion. I couldn’t believe how much pleasure I was receiving from a full body massage. All I could think about at the time was that I hoped he, and I could do this after practice every day.

While on top of me, Coach Diego was stroking his own member. A few minutes later his load released all over my chest, and little bit of it splattered on the tip of my chin. This wetness and the friction of his insides on my manhood made me explode in the condom. In tandem, I released a loud roar like a lion. I was sixteen so I had experienced an ejaculation before, but only during masturbation. I had to admit, though, it was nothing compared to what I had just experienced with Coach Diego, and I didn’t want it to end.

After we both released our loads, I was sitting on the message table in love with my track coach. I laid their speechless, and watched Coach Diego get up from off top of me, cleaning himself off and getting dressed. There was an awkward silence before Coach Diego started letting me know the reason for what had just happened. He smiled and said, “I’ve been watching you ever since you were a freshman. There was something about you that I immediately knew you would fit right into the track team, and what I have planned for your future.”

I looked at coach and was like, “my future?” I grew up catholic so homosexuality was wrong, and forbidden in my household. I knew my parents wanted me to marry and have kids and contribute to our family. What future could the two of us have? Even though the thought of living happily ever after with coach would be a dream come true, but the likelihood of it wasn’t anything that I could really imagine at that time.

Coach Diego continued, “You are very special and from what I just witnessed, you will be very successful at your next phase in life. You see I have a lot of connections in the track world. If you do what I tell you, you could someday go to the Olympics. You will also be able to do a lot for you family financially. You already have the physical capacity, and with my training and connections you are well on your way.”

I wasn’t all the way sure what he meant or if I was even interested in his offer. My mother always told me that, “everything you wanted in life had a price.” I, however, wasn’t so sure if I wanted to pay that price. This was a lesson that I would learn far too quickly after trusting my future to Coach Diego.

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