books

  • We Take The Fall (Jasmine A Acquaah)

    Betty Hernandez hated airports. The smell of recycled air, the endless lines, the nervous silence hanging over families pretending everything was normal—it all reminded her of the day they fled Mexico after her father’s murder trial exploded across the news. Now, months later, she stood outside West Acre High School staring at a completely different…

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  • The Orchestra Of Frogs (Marvel Chukwudi Pephel)

    Deep into the heart of the forest they eventually went, blazing a trail that could lead them back to their tent. They walked on with Wole telling them that they had come too far to go back. And so, tiredly they walked on until Adaeze fell into a—a stream! And with a gasp of excitement,…

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  • Breaking News: Giveaway Extended!

    Speculative Fiction author Josiah Akhtab is offering 30 free copies of his upcoming novel, Sons of Wrath, releasing on July 6, 2026. To enter, participants must purchase and review Ascension: The Jake Matthews Saga Book I and send proof via DM on Instagram. The giveaway ends June 30, with winners announced the same day.

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  • Forgotten Relics (Bailey Flaherty)

    She found Teller Vanidicus’ eyes once more, and now—now—she understood. He knew about that green, green world, and his mind drifted there. Judith lost herself the same. “That’s what we could have?” She felt the heat of tears falling between her parted lips. “Why would we… How could we destroy it?” 

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  • One Flew Over the Pigeon’s Nest (Marvel Chukwudi Pephel)

    With evening fast approaching, I combed everywhere for signs of a cave. Or just the sight of a man. What I’d do with him would be marvellous. God knows. So that was it. I continued until I came to a brook. And there sat a man. His hairs and eyebrows were gray, even though he…

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  • Ascend (Nicholas Kellogg)

    I leaned in and pressed my lips against his own. They were soft. He kissed back. I know he did. I swear, he kissed me back. And for a few seconds there was only Maverick and Reston—hiding in a bush during recess and locking lips in a safe space. 

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  • Mutiny (Chris Barker)

    Mutiny (Chris Barker)

    The house across the street wasn’t there anymore; there was a jagged hole, like a tooth had been ripped out. An old man, wearing shorts and not much else, had limped past her, bleeding at the head; the bright red of his blood was the only colour Maria remembered under all the dust. 

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