Lucky Noma

The first thing Havayah ever saw was gray.Not the gray of clouds, or ash, or dusk, but the kind that eats at the edges of everything. Born silent in a Dominion where colors sing, burn, heal, and kill, the world called her a void. Her village called...

In Fractura, the self is a commodity. The soul is currency. Emotions are luxuries.When Nyx discovers she's living with only a fraction of her soul, she plunges into a futuristic, fantastical, surreal underworld where identity is fluid.Alongside her...

I am nothing—nothing at all, just a single grain of sand, indistinguishable from millions of others. No thoughts, no purpose, no ambition.But that changed when I awoke and embarked on a journey.Upon my awakening, I was given form, consciousness, and a...