Chapter 1 My name is eric armstrong,right now i’m in difficult times,but as they say trouble has its roots. Here are my roots. *5 years ago* i was 18 and in my final year class.i was an average student,but i wasn’t dumb either.i was always the kid who sat at the back of the class … Continue reading Young Blood
Peace is a product of War. You would have seen conflict before you would need peace 01. Christmas Eve, 2068. The day was hot and sweltering even as the last planes departed Africa with the survivor- refugees, to re-inhabit Shanghai, New York, London, Milan and other cities that had been desolate and uninhabitated for about … Continue reading ORDO AB CHAO (Order Comes from Chaos)
“The Temperature in Nigeria can kill even the gods. “ Those were the thoughts that woke Dare Olatunji up early on a Wednesday morning. Dare was a young man of average stature, in fact, almost everything about him was average except his eyes which glowed with the natural light of intelligence. The question then remains, … Continue reading Abolonjeku, The Over Eater.
Quietly stepping out, Ozy slowly shut and locked the door to her small self-contained flat, shoved the key down the back pocket of her denim shorts before walking towards the gate. The time was about 6:04 that Saturday morning and the rest of the neighbours were yet to awaken. Ozy was on a mission this … Continue reading Red Paper.
I was led into the house (well it was more of a mansion) by a huge man. He isn’t that huge or maybe he is, considering my height he looks like a giant to me. But to some like Mo Abudu or Kate Henshaw, he’ll be a few inches taller than them. With that description, … Continue reading The Writer Episode 2
THE EXAM EVE CHAPTER ONE Stressed out, but determined to get the last thirty-two paged of the Analytical chemistry, CHM 413 handout into his ailing brain, Tunde got up for the first time in the last four hours to make himself a cup of coffee. Not that he is a coffee person, but anything to … Continue reading The Exam Eve
“Ayo! Ayo!! Ayo!!!” A furious but caring mother called from the kitchen. She kept calling until she couldn’t hold it anymore. Now muttering to herself ‘its past six in the morning and this girl still finds pleasure in sleeping when she’s supposed to be preparing for school’. Esther Cole left what she was doing in … Continue reading Hope E1: A new beginning
Prologue It all began when she lost her father to death. She lost all hope and feared that she might not cope. Her beloved mother has her own worries to care less about a ten year old whom she struggled hard to send to a standard private school after the demise of her husband. Ayomide … Continue reading Hope
In a small corner of the town lived a kind man who had a small garden and a small farm in his yard that he loved dearly. He loved all the little animals; the chickens, the rabbits, the ducks, the little goats as well as the fruits, flowers and vegetables in his garden. He catered … Continue reading RED: Part 1 of 3
Thirty-something years ago. “Ibiye!” my mum yelled from the living room. “What?” boomed my dad from the kitchen. “Be fast with the watermelon na I’m hungry!” yelled my mum, ignoring his boom. “I’m coming!” my dad yelled back again. You see my parents have been known to be the king and queen of yelling. I … Continue reading Glasses and Dimples. Episode 1.
The Sad Side Of Love I couldn’t help but feel the pleasure turning into pains, when I think of the memories burning in my brain, I had no choice but to slide back into my past to erase my fears. Love lie indeed, after been seen as the intense feeling of deep affection, yet we … Continue reading The Sad Side Of Love
We aren’t slaves forced to go to school And get employed as civilized servants With a pension too little to own the passion To read the nights and right the days ahead. We need to graduate with good grades Not as frustrates’ with sticks of cigarettes Under the hot weather like an angry welder … Continue reading We Are Students Not Slaves
I could almost predict what happened next, but I was still doubting because I could remember vividly her father. He was the most gentle man I’ve ever met, I am finding it difficult to believe my ears, it all just seems like a dream. A drop of tear came running down her cheek which was … Continue reading The Sex Machine 6 (18+)
Like every other day, I was buried in the deep slumber I finally had the chance to savor, and like every other night, it was predestined to be another short sleep. Needless to say that it was necessary to make the best use of that moment before we were awoken to the new day’s burdens. … Continue reading Chased (or something like that)
That was definitely not the reply they had wanted from him but that was honestly all he had for them. Dan finally nodded and rose to his feet with a smile. “Thank you for your time, Senior Miebaka,” he shook Miebaka who scoffed. “Please, just call me Miebaka,” he corrected as he rose to his … Continue reading HAPPY HOLS! (Episode Twelve)