Tales by Aram G

Series 2 chap 1"The Misadventures of Muscle Max"
Max "The Muscle" Martinez was known for two things: his rippling biceps and his impossibly perfect pecs. Every gym he entered, heads turned, girls swooned, and the guys silently cursed their genetics. Max had more abs than most people had socks, and his confidence was as inflated as his traps. But despite his god-like physique, there was one thing Max couldn’t lift — a meaningful conversation.
It wasn’t that Max was dumb. No, of course not. He could count his reps and calories with military precision! But every time he tried to charm one of the many girls that hung around him, things went hilariously off track.
Take Katie, for example, the cute girl from yoga. Max had noticed her staring at him between downward dogs, and he decided it was time to make his move. “Hey, you ever lift... with your mind?” he asked, flexing a bicep. Katie giggled politely but quickly excused herself to grab a smoothie.
Then there was Chloe, the spin class instructor who always smiled when Max walked by. “Do you believe in love at first pump?” he asked, flexing his pecs. Chloe laughed so hard she nearly fell off her bike, but her exit was as swift as her pedal speed.
Max couldn’t figure it out. His muscles could move mountains, but no girl seemed to stick around for more than a protein shake.
One day, while bench pressing an ungodly amount of weight, Max finally had an epiphany. Maybe it wasn’t about flexing on the outside — maybe the real flex was inside. So, he toned down the charm (and the shirtlessness) and started talking about more than just gym routines. And to his surprise, he found a girl who liked him for something more than his abs: his ability to make her laugh.
And who knew? Maybe that was Max’s best muscle all along.
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Series 1Episode 4 The Betrayal

The sun rose high over the village of Makutano, casting a golden glow on what should have been the happiest day of Kofi’s life. The air was thick with the scent of freshly cut flowers, drums echoed through the village, and the wedding guests were dancing with joy. Kofi’s baraat was in full swing, a colorful procession that wound through the dusty streets, bringing excitement to every corner. He was the groom, dressed in traditional kente cloth, his smile wide but his heart uneasy.
Something felt off. The night before, Kofi had argued with his uncle, Kofi Senior, a man known for his sharp tongue and hidden agendas. Kofi had dismissed it as pre-wedding jitters, but now, riding through the village on his decorated donkey, the feeling of dread returned.
As the baraat reached the village square where the ceremony was set to take place, something strange happened. There was no sign of the bride. The joyful clamor of the crowd began to quiet down as whispers spread. Priya, his beautiful bride, was missing.
Priya’s father ran toward Kofi, his face pale with worry. “She’s gone, Kofi!” he cried out. “Priya’s missing! She was here just moments ago, but now… now she’s gone.”
Kofi’s heart sank. “Gone? What do you mean? She wouldn’t leave,” he said, his voice trembling.
The guests murmured in confusion, and Kofi’s mind raced. Then, suddenly, his uncle, Kofi Senior, appeared from the crowd, an unsettling grin on his face. “Perhaps the bride had second thoughts,” he said, shrugging casually.
A bridesmaid burst into the square, her voice frantic. “It was him! Kofi Senior! He told Priya’s family he was taking her to the elder for a blessing, but they never came back. He’s taken her!”
Kofi’s blood ran cold. His own uncle—his trusted family member—had betrayed him. The man who had helped raise him, who had always stood by his side, had stolen his bride. Kofi’s fists clenched in anger, betrayal cutting deep into his heart.
The guests gasped as the truth settled in. Kofi Senior, a man who had always been sly, had crossed a line no one thought he would. Kofi, standing tall in his wedding clothes, felt the weight of the treachery press down on him. This was no longer just about a wedding—it was about betrayal by someone he had trusted his whole life.
“Find him!” Kofi shouted, his voice filled with fury. “We’ll get her back!”
The villagers scattered, searching for the missing bride and the deceitful uncle. The drums that once played for celebration now beat with urgency, echoing the betrayal that hung in the air.
To be continued…
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