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Good news to all you readers. Some of our titles are now free on promotion both on Amazon and Kobo up to the end of this month (September). Also, starting with October we are opening our Playstore catalogue. Father Lucian Unfold the story of Father Lucian, a renowned Catholic priest who shook the world. Born with a flair of scepticism, Father Lucian discovers and learns of the dark secrets of Christianity and his Church while in the seminary. He forms an underground secret team to dismantle the Church from within... But does he succeed? Find out in this gripping epic short book. Get it now Free on Amazon or Kobo   Absolute Kiwani   This short book is based on the widespread fear that gripped the world at the end of the 20th century. People were terrified that the world would end on December 31st, 1999, at midnight, and that thier Lord Jesus Christ would return to judge humanity, what many called the apocalyptical Judgement Day. In a small town in Uganda, the panic was ironic,...

Previous As I walked back to my apartment, the city lights twinkling around me, I couldn't help but replay the evening's events in my mind. Meeting Glory Bugie had been a surreal experience, and I felt a renewed sense of admiration for her. Despite the scandal and the intense scrutiny she was under, she had handled herself with grace and poise. The next morning, I woke up to a flurry of messages from friends and family who had seen the photos I posted on social media. They were all eager to hear about my encounter with Glory Bugie. I spent the day recounting the experience to anyone who would listen, basking in the afterglow of the unforgettable night. A few days later, I received an unexpected message. It was from one of Glory Bugie's team members, thanking me for my support and inviting me to a private listening session for her upcoming album. I could hardly believe my eyes. This was a rare opportunity, and I felt incredibly honored. The listening session was scheduled fo...

The sun was setting over the bustling city of Fortportal, casting a warm orange glow over the streets. I sat in my small apartment, my heart racing with a mix of excitement and anxiety. Today was the day I was finally going to meet Glory Bugie, the famous celebrity whose name had been on everyone's lips for the past few weeks. Her illicit videos had leaked online, causing a scandal that rocked the entertainment industry. Despite the controversy, or perhaps because of it, my admiration for her had only grown. I had been a fan of Glory Bugie for years. Her music, her style, her charisma – everything about her was captivating, but mostly, her killer Nyash. When the news of the leaked videos broke, I felt a strange mix of emotions. I was shocked, of course, but also curious. What was she really like? How was she handling all the attention and scrutiny? As I prepared to leave for the event where I would finally meet her, I couldn't help but feel a knot of nervousness in my stomach. ...

Once upon a time there lived a young man named Elias. Known for his insatiable curiosity and relentless quest for truth, Elias often found himself pondering the mysteries of life, the universe, and the divine. His days were filled with questions, and his nights with dreams of understanding the greater purpose of existence. One evening, as the sun dipped below the horizon, casting a golden glow over the village, Elias sat by the ancient well at the village square. The well was a place of gathering, where stories were shared, and wisdom was passed down through generations. But tonight, Elias was alone, lost in his thoughts. He had heard many stories about Jesus Christ and his Father, Jehovah, from the village elders and the scriptures. Yet, he struggled to reconcile these tales with the world he saw around him. The suffering, the injustice, and the unanswered prayers weighed heavily on his heart. "Why does a loving God allow such pain?" Elias wondered aloud, his voice barely a ...

Anita's Last Diary The Chronicles of Her Fate The Watchful Angel My name is Banura Akello. I had known Anita for a long time. Her other name was Aber, Aber Anita. Their family lived just in our neighbourhood, with their house being the biggest in our village, about a hundred meters from ours, the nearest one. Anita stood about 5 feet tall, with an ideal African figure for a girl her age. She was more than just a best friend to me—but like a sister. We went to school together, played together, and did many other things together. Anita's Last Diary: The Chronicles of Her Fate ebook cover  I was only seven months older than her. I remember her sweet eyes, her bright teeth, and her polite, promising voice. She was the most humble and lovely person I had ever seen, and I must say, one of the most beautiful girls in our centre, Mbale—if not in the entire region! Our families were close friends. We celebrated festivals together, consulted each other, trusted each other, and never had ...

In a small village called Mategu, there stood a magnificent baobab tree. This ancient tree was unlike any other in the village, towering high above the thatched huts and providing shade to the villagers during the hottest days of the year. The baobab was the heart of Mategu, a silent witness to the joys, sorrows, and countless stories of the villagers who lived under its wide branches. Among the villagers was a young girl named Zawadi. Zawadi was curious by nature, with bright eyes that sparkled with the desire to explore the world beyond her village. She loved to sit beneath the baobab tree, listening to the stories the elders would tell. Her favourite tales were those about the baobab tree itself—how it had stood for centuries, witnessing the rise and fall of generations, and how it was believed to possess a magic that could heal and protect. But what intrigued Zawadi the most was the legend that the baobab tree had once been a mighty traveller. The elders told her that long ago, bef...

In the heart of Kamuli district lay a small village named Lumuli. The village was known for its lush greenery, fertile lands, and a mighty river that flowed through it, known to the villagers as the River of Courage. The river was more than just a source of water; it was a symbol of resilience and strength, revered by all who lived in Lumuli. Among the villagers was a young woman named Akello. Akello was known for her kindness and a heart as vast as the African plains. She was admired by many, but she had one challenge that few knew about: a deep-seated fear of the river. Despite the river's significance to the village, Akello could never bring herself to go near it. As a child, she had witnessed a tragic incident where her older brother, Otieno, was swept away by the river's powerful currents during a storm. He had been trying to save a neighbour's child who had slipped into the water, but both had perished in the angry waters. Since that day, the river became a place of n...

Akello the Rainmaker In the small village of Pyemu, there lived a young girl named Akello. Akello was a curious and adventurous child, with a heart full of wonder and a mind full of questions. One day, while wandering in the forest near her village, she stumbled upon a hidden clearing. In the centre of the clearing stood an enormous tree, its trunk twisted and gnarled with age. As she approached the tree, she heard a soft whispering in her ear. "Welcome, Akello. I have been waiting for you." She spun around, but there was no one in sight. The whisper seemed to come from the tree itself. "Who are you?" she asked aloud, her voice trembling with excitement. "I am the guardian of this forest," the tree replied. "And you, Akello, are the chosen one. You have been selected to receive a special gift, one that will change your life forever." And with that, the tree began to glow with a soft, golden light. Akello felt a strange energy coursing through her...

"Come, my children! We must go now!" Mama Akinyi whispered urgently, her eyes scanning the darkness. Papa Mumbere gathered their belongings, while the children - Agnes, Mumbere Jr, and baby Nia - clung to their mother's skirts. They were fleeing their village in the Democratic Republic of Congo, pursued by the ruthless ADF rebels. The family had heard horror stories of the rebels' brutality and knew they had to escape. As they trekked through the dense forest, the sound of gunfire and screams echoed behind them. "Keep moving, my children!" Papa Mumbere exhorted, his voice firm but fearful. After hours of walking, they reached the border with Uganda. Exhausted and hungry, they collapsed on the ground. "We made it," Mama Akinyi sighed, tears of relief streaming down her face. But their journey was far from over. They faced numerous challenges in Uganda - poverty, hunger, and illness. Yet, they persevered, buoyed by hope and determination. One day, wh...