MAGA: Let’s Own That Commie Cuck

(Read the prologue) My jaw throbbed and I tasted blood on my tongue. Hair fell into my face when I met China’s steely eyes with a white-hot glare. “That hurt, you little shit.” Except he was far from little. Nearly my height, he was lean and built like a mannequin in an Abercrombie & Fitch.

MAGA: Blood Grudge

Orange and pink painted the horizon as clouds rolled along the tops of skyscrapers.  I took a drag on my cigarette then tossed back the rest of my liquor. From my penthouse balcony, I watched the sun set on my empire. Every bank, every government office, every important building as far as the eye could see…

The MAGA Chronicles: Globalism is for Cucks

The MAGA Chronicles is a new series that takes you on a journey with Trump’s America, where narcissism and depravity know no bounds. I never wanted to hurt my sister, but the monster must die. My hurried footsteps echo against the walls of the bare corridor in time with my heartbeat. Lights flicker overhead. An…