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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.

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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, and the rush to prepare for the end was unbeatable. A troubled family tries everything to redeem themselves and ultimately does something amazing...

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Anita's Last Diary: The Chronicles of Her Fate


Everyone in this world has a story, but Anita's life story, beautifully told in this book, is a truly remarkable and captivating tale that resonates with readers. Her best friend skillfully narrates her story, drawn from the diary she left behind. It explores the ups and downs of life, including perseverance, patience, grief, success, friendship, and fate among others.

If you're looking for a story that will touch your heart, this book is a must-read. Anita's story will stay with you long after you finish reading it. 

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The Call NoBend


In a dystopian nation, a mother and her children struggle to survive. When they move into a new home on an estate, tragedy strikes. 

Her son becomes a champion in the underground fighting tournament, but this success doesn't sit well with a mafia that conspires against him. They drug him during the final match, abduct her daughter, threaten to destroy her other son, who narrowly escapes and goes astray. 

The mafia seeks to tarnish the family's reputation. Driven by their family motto, 'NoBend,' the latter son must relentlessly pursue the mafia to rescue his family, demand justice, and restore his family's honor.

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