feathered Angel

In a world where unseen forces influence the destinies of mortals, two boys, Victory and Destiny, are unwittingly entangled in a battle that blurs the line between the physical and the spiritual. Victory, a quiet but determined boy, struggles under the weight of his father Noah's hatred, branded as an obanje—a cursed child who brings bad luck. When Noah dies mysteriously after Victory's anger-fueled wish, Victory begins to uncover the dark and mysterious connection between himself and a powerful, unseen Voice.Meanwhile, Destiny, the son of Noah’s mistress Amaka, harbors secrets of his own. Manipulative and cunning, Destiny orchestrates events to force his mother to confront the truth of his lineage, setting the stage for a tense encounter between her and Noah's widow, Lila. As tensions rise, Destiny reveals himself as the embodiment of the Voice that has been influencing Victory's actions.The two boys, bound by their shared bloodline and spiritual powers, find themselves locked in a silent battle of wills. As their connection deepens, it becomes clear that their fates are intertwined, and the choices they make will have far-reaching consequences for themselves, their fractured family, and the hidden forces at play.

Twilight Moons

With one swift motion, she unsheathed her silver dagger, the holy inscriptions along its blade glowing faintly in the dim office light. 


The demon lunged at her, its twisted limbs bending unnaturally. 


She dodged, rolling to the side just as its clawed hand slammed into the wooden desk, splintering it into pieces. 


“Too slow,” she hissed, slashing upward. 


The silver blade connected with the demon’s side, searing its flesh like fire on dry paper. It let out a shriek of pain, staggering back. 


Sister Mary barely had time to react before a wave of dark energy shot toward her. She raised her cross pendant just in time, the holy artifact absorbing most of the force. 


Still, the impact sent her crashing against the bookshelf. 


Pain shot up her spine, but she pushed through it. She had no time for pain. 


The Cover-Up(Choas)