Africa Risen Novels & Stories

He had survived it by being precise, methodical, and completely without sentiment when sentiment was inconvenient. What changed when he came home was Miguel. Miguel was hungry in a way that Carlos recognized because he had been hungry in the same way once — that specific appetite for more that has nothing to do with need and everything to do with the feeling of power that money produces when you have grown up without it. Carlos saw it in his son and felt something that might have been pride, or the more complicated emotion of a man recognizing himself in someone else and not being entirely sure how to feel about it.

"You already know my story, Lippy. That day when I saw you being falsely accused, it reminded me-" Camila paused, realizing traumatic memories from her pride. She took a step back and hugged herself. They see her as a bad omen because she's the only black panther in her pride. Her sister Fatima told me how other kids would glare at her with such hatred, and Camila, who has done nothing wrong, isolated from everyone.

I search through the contacts, looking for Ethan's contact. 'What can you tell me about Rapture?' I text him. I watch as the three dots appear on the screen showing that he's typing. 'The rapture is an eschatological theological position held by some Christians, particularly within branches of American evangelicalism, consisting of an end-time event when all Christian believers who are alive, along with resurrected believers, will rise in the clouds, to meet the Lord in the air. -Wikipedia. I roll my eyes at his response. 'Arse.' I think to myself.

Daniel’s niece, Veronica, was the first to raise her phone and scream. Then cheers followed one after another. “Wow! Veronica is right! I got fifty thousand too!” “Same here! The company really delivered this year!” “Mr. Aster is so generous! Hard work pays off! Let’s make next year even greater!” … One shout of “fifty thousand” after another burst around me like firecrackers. I lowered my head and checked my banking app. It was empty. Just like previous years, there wasn’t a single deposit notification. A tight frustration slowly built in my chest.

My hand was literally trembling as I opened the letter. *You're Fired* As soon as I read the headline, I didn't need to read the rest. My heart skipped a beat, and my vision became blurry. Everything around me suddenly started spinning. I didn't know what was happening, but I still managed to keep walking. Staggering from one side to the other, the only thing ringing in my head was how to get another job. If I didn't, Magnus was going to be very angry with me. The fact that I was going home empty-handed today was already a problem. I didn't want him to use me as a punching bag. I didn't have money for the hospital.

"To every woman who was told she was too emotional, too soft, too ambitious. To every person who lost everything and had to start again. This is your reminder that we rise. And we rise stronger." That night, Natalie sat on the balcony of her penthouse, watching the stars return to a sky once clouded by doubt. Lila joined her with two glasses of wine. "You know," Lila said, handing her a glass, "I always believed you’d come back. But I never expected this." "Neither did I," Natalie admitted. "But maybe sometimes we have to be burned down to remember what we’re made of." Lila raised her glass. "To rising from the ashes."

There was a catch. Damien knew that he had lost this. But he was glad that she had at least listened to what he said. They got into the truck and drove back to the palace. As they drove through the streets of Antarti, Athena looked out of the window. She saw her people; young women who worked and were paid below what they worked for, little children who played in the streets and needed to be educated. This was what the late Alpha had failed to do. He had discriminated, thereby, giving men all the advantage. She was going to change all that real soon.

“There you are. Where the hell is Killi?” Riven stands up straight. “She’s back in town.” Monica’s eyes narrow. “What town?” “Cosmos.” “What the hell is she doing in Cosmos?” I wait for Riven to slide his eyes over to me in a plea for help, but he stands tall and takes a few steps towards Monica. “Looking into a lead. There’s something I want to talk about when we get back to camp.” “Is that right?” Riven’s voice has a hardened edge. “Yes.”

‘As you wish. Akaisha was his first genetically altered child. Her brain capacity was larger than most people’s. They say we only use ten percent of the brain’s functions, anyway. He proved she could use more. Not one hundred percent, but she was at a solid seventy. Had she stayed, it would have been more. Her body was solid, thicker than the average person because of her bones were dense, always regenerating themselves. Once she reached a certain age, she would cease to age. Her cells regenerated faster than others. She was and always has been a beautiful flower in his eyes. When she wanted to twist her lush mane, her dreadlocks made her even more stunning. Her beautiful violet orbs were wi

Phoenix shook her head. “Goyre’s lover has a mad idea that he can strengthen mankind with the powers of animals, he seeks to find a way to merge the powers of animals with a human body so that the human possess superhuman strength and senses. He wants to make an army of superhuman soldiers to conquer other nations.” Phoenix laughed at the idea. “There is no way that is possible.” As if to prove her point the wolf reared on its hind legs and brought one powerful paw down on one of the servants fatally wounding him.