Flash Fiction Mkate Nusu Thriller Tragedy
Lost Love

“Oh lord, here we go again! Why will it not stop?” Sabrina was exhausted from having to deal with the same issue repeatedly; she knew she had to put an end to this. Millie was on the couch sulking again, watching another rom-com movie on mute as Usher’s “Moving Mountains” played on loop. Sabrina had

Drama Flash Fiction Love/Friendship/Romance Mkate Nusu
Where is Musau?

“Konzooo! Konzooo!!” The persistent jocular call of her husband was haunting Consolata. She was playing it over and over in her head, she hadn’t heard him call her that in almost a month. His absence became more apparent when she didn’t see him a week ago as scheduled. Every 3 weeks Musau would spend the

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 Mkate Nusu Slice of life
The Bare Essentials

Hawi stood in front of the mirror brushing her teeth wrapped in her Kikoi. Her eyes sizing herself up, she touched her cheeks tapping on warts on her cheekbones, she pressed hard against them. No pain, just black spots that never seemed to go away. She rinsed her toothbrush and spat into the sink, gargling

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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