CHAPTER 1 Lord Tambo Nasomi uncovered the basket to admire her work. She inhaled the aroma that wafted from it, reveled in Father’s...

The little girl was supposed to be with the others. She should have been hiding in the school, huddled next to other students in the...

Part One Bob Marley’s Crazy Baldheads wafted from the speakers hanging from the exposed concrete ceiling. Raising a mug of chai latte to...

The Guilds Bloodmen Headquarters: Atlanta, Georgia, US Guildmaster’s Title: Oluwo Guild Professor’s Title: Ojugbona Fighting Styles:...

Malcolm’s black Lamborghini Urus SUV sped through alleys and down quiet, early morning streets. His fellow Bloodman, J-Boogie—a mountain...

The meeting began at eight sharp in the East Newlanta market on Ponce. The old structure existed long before the Collapse, morphing into...

1). How did your writing journey begin? My writing journey began in 2009 when I started writing a multicultural science fiction space...

Lacking beauty, regal will, or imperious bearing, Iyoke the third daughter of Queen Mizaka, was mocked as a cuckoo’s egg. Fat and squat,...

Eager spectators crowded the bulwark of the Sada, packing the merchant dhow from stern to bow. Those that couldn’t find room on the deck...

Makami stumbled, almost falling. The orange-colored cat he had nearly run over went still, the hair on its back raising. Its eyes...

“I will make my arrows drunk with blood, while my sword devours flesh: the blood of the slain and the captives, the heads of the enemy...

The nine year girl ran to catch up with them. “I want to go Father!” she called. “I want to practice too!” Adegoke, a muscular giant of...

One of the cool things about Griots is that Charles Saunders wrote a brand new Imaro story just for the anthology. Here's an excerpt......

In 2005 I met a person who became very influential in my publishing and personal life: Charles R. Saunders. Charles is the creator of the...

A ground spreading plant like a bramble or berry bush. The smell captivates me: Tickling my memory. A most delicious assault on my...

1). How did your writing journey begin? I would say it began in High School. I used to draw and write comic strips. The drawing part is...

1). How did your writing journey begin? I knew I wanted to write stories after I finished reading Charlie and the Chocolate Factory by...

1). How did your writing journey begin? I was an avid reader as a child. It was a natural progression for me from reading about magicians...

My markings itch. You'd think I'd be used to it by now. Yet I'm not. They itch like they're trying to leave me, like they're ready to be...

The drums rumbled through the city; each beat striking Changa in his chest like a club. The people crowding around him mourned in various...