Flash Fiction Mkate Nusu Thriller
Ride or Die

“Did you carry the torches I left on your bed this morning when I was heading to the shower?” Louise barked at Lorraine. “Yes,” Lorraine responded rolling her eyes. “Anything else mother?” she uttered sarcastically. “Take that tone with me now, you will be thanking me later when you need me in the wilderness.” Louise

Flash Fiction Mkate Nusu Thriller
Conquered

Gunshots pierced the air, women and children scuttled like roaches across the city streets dodging bullets. An occasional scream of agony as flesh and bone was shattered by flying shrapnel and debris. A woman lay in the middle of the street, one leg was trapped underneath huge concrete debris, and her free leg was broken

Flash Fiction Mkate Nusu Thriller
Imprisoned by Greed

Ochuodho just sat there. He hadn’t moved from that position on the couch for hours, feet outstretched on the poof. He occasionally wiggled his toes, his pink big and little toes protruded through the torn socks. His ankle-length socks revealed bare, hairy and excessively ashy dark legs. His shorts were dirty green khakis squeezing the

Flash Fiction Mkate Nusu Suspense Thriller
Rude Awakening

Chero had been trying to wake up for the last two hours. “5 more minutes” she would mutter as she slammed the snooze button on her alarm. At 10 am she eventually arose with a huge yawn and stretch. She slipped on her slippers and went straight to the bathroom to relieve her bladder of

Flash Fiction Mkate Nusu Thriller
Knock Out

Nancy had just walked in through the door extremely exhausted, when she heard an unusual sound. She froze; then dismissed it. Her neigbour always watched unusual stuff really loud anyway. She plunked herself on the couch and zoned out for a few minutes. It had been a thoroughly long day. Nancy had recently been promoted,

Flash Fiction Mkate Nusu Thriller
Botched Escape

Obiero had been floating for days in the middle of Lake. His mouth was dry, white and cracked. He had only come too almost toppling over the boat with his rash rise. He thought he was in his bed. He felt a sharp pain on his forehead. He cupped it with his steadier hand. His

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