Flash Fiction , Love/Friendship/Romance , Romance
Forbidden Love

“Where are you?” Sandra texted. Immediately she got a message delivery notification, her screen lit up with a picture of a young bald, moustached man with a huge smiley face. The sight of the image lit her face up. “Hey Duncan, where are you?” Sandra responded to the call. “Just parking the car, sorry I

Fantasy , Flash Fiction , Mkate Nusu
The Mutant Duel

TJ closed her eyes, straightened her back, and took a deep breath in. When she exhaled, her breath hissed out of her mouth with a violent reverberation. Books flew off shelves, a vase rocked from side to side violently eventually crashing to the ground shattering into tens of pieces, bleeding out the water that was

Flash Fiction , Love/Friendship/Romance , Slice of life
She Who Shall Not Be Named

“So what car do you drive now?” Ali inquired grinning from ear to ear, eyes brows raised suggestively. Musyoka shrugged and sipped his beer. “Come on, bana, si nowadays I just see you on the news, celeeeeeb!” Ali was getting pushy. Musyoka tried to avoid the conversation, turning his gaze to the football match on

Drama , Family , Flash Fiction
You Better Be Your Brother’s Keeper!

“Stay there!” Andrew had been shouting at his little brother repeatedly for the last 20 minutes. Andrew was babysitting his 6-year-old brother, James. He had been deliberately instructed to keep James in the house, in a sweater and to not go past the front door. It was the school holidays and James was getting agitated

Flash Fiction , Mkate Nusu , Thriller
Mystery Murder

Ayoo got home drenched, and headed straight for the shower, it had been a long day and getting home was even harder with the rain. She stood at the bus stop for 3 hours wrestling at the door of every other matatu pulling up to the bus stop, to try and get a seat and

Family , Flash Fiction , Life Lessons
Anything for A Fight with Mama

Mum and I weren’t talking much this morning. We had a little tiff about my hair. Let’s just say my hair was looking….” festive”. A few weeks ago I had told my mother I wanted a new look for the new year, she was open to it and we sat down and had a discussion



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