Crime Flash Fiction Mkate Nusu
Devastation

Plumes of smoke rendered the city blind, people choked as dust showered on suits completely redefining shape and colour. Neatly coiffed hair rendered dishevelled and grey. Debris showered down like confetti, people coughing violently with dust kicked from pale faces with each exertion. Muffled screams and groans could be heard from under shattered columns and

Drama Family Flash Fiction
Stolen Christmas

Thursday was tired. From the time she opened her eyes on Christmas day, her mother had been barking orders at her. “Make sure you change the table cloths and the chair covers we have very important guests coming.” Her mother always said that about all her guests. As long as you did not live with

Flash Fiction Slice of life
Laughter Made Christmas

“Siku Kuu! Siku Kuu! Siku Kuu!” the children screamed waving their hands in the air, clothes flapping in the wind as they ran towards the river. The adults spilt out of the church as the choir sang Christmas Carols. There was a lot of laughter and chatter as people eased out of the church compound

Fantasy Mkate Nusu Revenge
Bitch Better Have My Money!

Sam took another drag of his cigarette. He closed his eyes and let his tongue play with the smoke in his mouth before he exhaled smoke rings in succession. He sighed heavily, his hand falling limb by his side. There was nothing for miles but dry savannah plains. The wind howled and tossed up a

Fantasy Flash Fiction Mkate Nusu
False Alarm

“I genuinely don’t know what to say or think anymore. So I chose to do neither, well atleast most of the time. I talk when necessary and most of the time, try not to overthink. It’s just easier…” “Who are you talking to?” Anna barged into Emily’s room disrupting her monologue. “Why are you here

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



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