I was a hot-blooded young adolescent when I first discovered Lance Horner and Kyle Onstott's "Falconhurst" series, and they hooked me totally. These authors built up a kind of fictionalized Deep South comparable to Hardy's Wessex, and while the books varied in quality, they were usually an entertaining read. Revisiting the works in adulthood I found a few flaws - plots tend to be a bit samey, the dialogue of the Negro slaves can be wearying to decipher, and it's hard to fall for the implication that the authors are tut-tutting at the abomination of slavery, when it's obvious they're enjoying every line they write - but it's hard to deny their read-along quality.
All the usual elements of "Deep South" tales are there - the sexy, musky-smelling slaves, the spoiled but sexy "high yallars", white-trash adventurers and overseers, cracker-barrel store salesman and earthy, arrogant plantation owners, and "Mandingo" probably is the most definitive example of the series.
The plot centers around Hammond Maxwell, Owner of Falconhurst plantation - which despite its name is given over to breeding slaves rather than growing cotton or tobacco - and his wife who takes on (gasp, horror!) a black slave as her lover.
Mede, the unfortunate slave in question (His name is a diminutive of "Ganymede",) is a fighter, commonly matched by his owner against other slaves for a rich purse. The fight descriptions are really well done, if perhaps a bit graphic for some tastes (one unfortunate prize fighter gets his throat chewed out)and obviously this well-muscled man is just what Hammond's neglected wife needs. When her indiscretion is discovered, however, Hammond has no choice (given the revolting social mores of the time)but blame the poor slave, and boil him alive in a pot!
Yes, it's a violent tale, probably too much so for some tastes. But it's got the value that it will probably shock some people who knew little of the antebellum Southern United States out of their complacency about their nation's history, and the added bonus that it will give apoplectic fits to a certain type of person who thinks interracial sex is a sin against Jesus. Yes, there are still such people around today, so imagine the shock when this story came out in the seventies, two generations ago!
Not being an African-American, I can't say for sure how people of such background will feel about this book. It does contain a vivid picture of the evil days of slavery, but nonetheless they may find some of the descriptions offensive. The work is recommended with that caveat!