Fiction

Sunlit Fortune: The Citrine Bracelet's Blessing
In a quiet corner of the bustling city, lived a young girl named Lily. She was known for her insatiable curiosity and boundless imagination. One day, while exploring a quaint antique shop, Lily's eyes fell upon a gleaming yellow bracelet adorned with a vibrant citrine gemstone. Mesmerized by its beauty, she decided to make it her own.
By Jenny Huynh2 years ago in BookClub
slavery
It's been a very long time , in fact years since slavery was abolished but Africans never let go and I don't understand , I feel their reasons are also not valid , so I visited a pal from Africa and were conversing until he changed to whole topic saying Africans were really lacking so I asked his reasons and he said some Africans in fact more of the population in Africa still uses foreign names and still seek for loan from them for developmental purposes I feel he has a point but I don't see why. I felt I was winning this until he raised the most trickery and shocking question when he asked me "so what happens to his culture" ? to be honest I was amazed, at that moment I felt he was a different person he spoke so emotional . Again with all the stubbornness in the world I asked him "without colonization would you have known the bible ? he was speechless and it made me feel like I've won a lottery until he raised the batter trade issue and I really got on the same side with him ,during the slavery era stuffs like mirror , gun powder etc. were brought into the country for valuable stuffs like gold ,salt, pepper etc. with this problem he bought me on his side and forcefully had to accept the fact that whatever he says is right I had to do that to make him feel he knows better . Coming to understand him I understood what he meant when he said Africans were still under slavery he only wanted the Africans to make use of their clans names I hope he bought you also seeking help is not a problem I feel the the bond between these countries are amazing ,A long time ago there lived a poor slave whose name was Aesop. He was a small man with a large head and long arms. His face was white, but very homely. His large eyes were bright and snappy.
By chris2 years ago in BookClub
Haunted Mansion in the Dark Forest
In the darkest corner of a forgotten forest, an eerie mist shrouds the ancient trees, hiding their gnarled branches and sinister secrets. Deep within, a decaying mansion stands, its windows like empty eye sockets, and the moon's feeble light barely pierces the oppressive darkness.
By Ssunny Naagaiah2 years ago in BookClub
Resilience in Silk
In the heart of 19th-century London, amidst the bustling streets and smoke-filled factories, lived Amelia, a young woman with an unyielding spirit. She was born into a world where societal expectations weighed heavily, yet she aspired for more. Her dreams were not of marriage and genteel living, but of freedom and self-expression.
By SUNIL KUMAR BHOI2 years ago in BookClub
Things I love about-’Is Love The Answer’ by Uta Isaki
This is my first ‘book club’ challenge. I know it might be odd for some viewers. It’s a graphic or an illustrated novel, like a comic book, but not a literary novel. It's one of the best coming-of-age stories that I highly recommend for Aromantic/Asexual Pride. I know it's not a hundred percent transformation. But, it's one of the best books to know that I'm not alone.
By Meghan LeVaughn 2 years ago in BookClub
Lontano by Jean Christophe Grangé: Unveiling Secrets in a Thrilling Tale
A spine-chilling, breathless chase in the Congo-France-Belgium triangle by Jean-Christophe Grange. They were the ones who knew the secret of immortality.
By NilSercan2 years ago in BookClub
The Tune of Two Hearts Laced
Amelia strolled through the clamoring roads of the city, her heart an orchestra of both fervor and fear. She had as of late moved to this lively city to seek after her fantasies about turning into an eminent musician. Much to her dismay that her process would lead her to a romantic tale as charming as the tunes she played.
By neat's world2 years ago in BookClub
The Giving Tree
I'm going to talk about "The Giving Tree" for a minute. Because it's February and because I want to. A lot has been said on this topic before, but I daresay... maybe most of the literature surrounding the book is wrong. Obviously, you can read whatever you want into whatever you want. If you want to read it as an Environmentalist message, a message about parenting, a message about selfishness and narcissism, go nuts. But hold that thought and hear me out. Shel Silverstein himself once said, "It's a story about a boy and a tree. It has a pretty sad ending." And without appealing to the author too much, maybe that sentence is more profound than it appears at first glance.
By Aaron Richmond2 years ago in BookClub
Heartbroken in Toronto, Asantewaa Finds New Beginning in Ghana
In the heart of Ontario, the echoes of a shattered relationship reverberated in Asantewaa Sarpong's world. At 27, she found herself at the crossroads of life, seeking solace and renewal in the place of her origins - Accra, Ghana. Asantewaa's decision was the culmination of heartache, a journey of rediscovery, and the promise of unexpected friendships.
By NII LANTEY PARKER2 years ago in BookClub
A Dance of Hearts: Unforeseen Romance in the City of Dreams
In the vibrant heart of London, where the city's heartbeat matches the rhythm of life, lived a young Black British woman named Aria. With a heart uninterested in love, she was a woman driven by ambition and dreams. Her days were an orchestrated symphony of determination and independence, a melody that resonated with the beat of city life. Love was nothing more than a distant tune, a melody she had learned to dismiss.
By NII LANTEY PARKER2 years ago in BookClub
The House of the Scorpion
I was stumped trying to figure out what to read next. Nothing seemed to jump out at me from the pile of unopened books on my shelf at home, so I turned to the only place I could think of for suggestions–my classroom. My students have quite the eclectic taste when it comes to books, so I knew that I would get suggestions that I wouldn’t have stumbled across myself. One suggestion, from one of my more voracious readers, led me to pick up Nancy Farmer’s, “The House of the Scorpion.”
By Kurt Mason2 years ago in BookClub
Little Women and their non-binary fan
I started reading at an early age, I was three when I started to put words and pictures together in my board books. My mother read to me every night. We had our little routine and for a young child who would eventually be diagnosed autistic, it was what I needed. I got into the bath at 7, and into bed at 730 for a story until it ended and it was time to get some sleep. Simple picture books turned to storybooks complete with voices and then those turned into chapters each night from a book. Little Women was one of those chapter books I remember fondly, a book that sticks with me just like my Mom's banana pancakes on Sunday mornings.
By Josey Pickering2 years ago in BookClub