by Runo J Uwerhiavwe
"Don't deny it. You want it." Killian said to me, stroking the nape of my neck with his thumb. His face is so close to mine and I forgot to breathe. I gasped when he pushed my dress higher, revealing my thighs to him and let his hands rest between my thighs. I tilted my head to the side to avoid his lustful gaze, penetrating deep into my soul. "Your body craves it." He said, firing kisses down my neck till his lips touched my hard, naked nipples. That sent shivers down my spine. My body erupted …
by Runo_Jimmy
Before the world came into existence, there existed nothing.No Life, No Death. No Time, No Space.No Light and No Darkness.ABSOLUTE NOTHINGNESS.Within that ABSOLUTE NOTHINGNESS exists THE GODS OF SOMETHING TO COME.Powerful beings that could wield infinite dimensions, concepts and existence itself in their hands like a grain of sand.Beings that represent every single thing and concept that is to exist in the world to come.A tournament was held by these beings.A tournament to decide who will sit ab…
by Runo_J_Uwerhiavwe
"Don't deny it. You want it." Killian said to me, stroking the nape of my neck with his thumb. His face is so close to mine and I forgot to breathe. I gasped when he pushed my dress higher, revealing my thighs to him and let his hands rest between my thighs. I tilted my head to the side to avoid his lustful gaze, penetrating deep into my soul. "Your body craves it." He said, firing kisses down my neck till his lips touched my hard, naked nipples. That sent shivers down my spine. My body erupted …
by Jim_Kinyanjui
BY THE EDGE OF THE SPEAR is a saga of Africa, a tale of conflict and love, unbreakable bonds, magic and the wonder of the African experience. It follows the mighty deeds of several heroes and heroines. The story is set 300 hundred years ago in East Africa where three communities are in conflict. The Maarati are pastoralists while the Anyaga are farmers. The two have had an uneasy co-existence with regular feuding for many years. Then enter the third force, the Nkolwane, who are sweeping everythi…