
The Game They Play || by Chukwuebuka Aninze

SPECIMEN X CROUCHED BEHIND the toughened glass wall. Balls of red hot iron spilled from his mouth like molt…
SPECIMEN X CROUCHED BEHIND the toughened glass wall. Balls of red hot iron spilled from his mouth like molt…
STAND UP. BUT BEFORE YOU DO, whisper excuses into Baby's right ear, like the need to stretch your aching jo…
AKWAEKE KNEW THIS HAD HAPPENED sometime ago, a dream maybe or a memory. All she knew was that her heart was…
SANDRA STRUTS DOWN THE aisle with that look on her face. Satisfaction. Guided by her dad, she pitches her entir…
“Fast and hard or slow and gentle.” That was the sentence he whispered into my ears and it re-echoed in m…
RICK TOOK THE STAIRS two at a time, crashing out the door seconds ahead of Tony’s men. The chase drew no at…
“You must keep the legacy!” Jared's mother's words tugged at his mind. In the heat of day, Jared sq…
THE TEAR GAS SMOKED US OUT of our home that beautiful summer morning. “I thought your government should hav…
8 JUNE, 1998. ASO ROCK VILLA. “Please come forward, Fatmeh.” The young woman obeyed. She was beautiful and …