Next day she threw herself into finding another job, firing off applications for suitable roles and sending an updated CV to a few headhunters she knew. She also took up the role of playing Read More
Jun 172013
Chick Lit
Jun 132013
Four weeks later, Nene packed her things from the office and left the job she loved and had so excelled at, everyone was shocked to see her give up such a promising job where Read More
Jun 122013
I sat there at a corner of the teacher’s podium, slightly irritated at the charade going on before me. I and the other teachers were parading with our widest smiles, kissing up to the proudly Read More
Jun 102013
The last few days had been a little busy; I had been caught up in preparations for my trip to Lagos. That particular day, I had woken up as early as 5 am in preparation Read More
Jun 102013
Nene crawled to the en-suite bathroom, whimpering in pain as she spat one front tooth and salivary blood out of her mouth. She sat under the hot shower for a long time, letting the warm Read More
Jun 062013
Chapter 2: Those first few years were blissful and during that time Nene climbed steadily up the career ladder getting a double promotion at work and becoming a senior level executive at Cynergy Oil and Read More
Jun 032013
Chapter 1: Zelinjo had once been the man of her dreams who had now turned out to be her worst nightmare. They had met at the University, he had been a year four student, a Read More
Jun 012013
Prologue: It had been a very long journey. Nene was tired, hungry and bedraggled but knew she didn’t dare slow down or look back. Don’t look back; won’t look back, she mumbled to herself; Willing Read More
May 272013
I watched Nkem in agony, day in, day out. The cloud of shame that hung over her head was so thick it was hard to miss anytime she stepped into a room. She started coming Read More
May 212013
![Between Her Sheets [4]: Catastrophe épique!](http://www.naijastories.com/wp-content/uploads/2013/05/Black-girl-100x100.jpg)
Oh bollocks! ‘What does he want now?’ I mused. I decided to ignore him, that will teach him! He is so full of himself yet I notice the way he looks at me, and Read More
May 202013
You dey craze? E be like say you don dey mad? You for carry am go house na. Idiiiooooot! You don forget say we still get plenty places to go abi? ‘The Boss’ yelled Read More
May 162013
Out of nowhere, I felt two strong hands on my tightened grip and an accompanying baritone voice whispering into my ears ‘Calm down, release your grip and let me handle it’. I released my grip Read More
May 102013
Zee was sitting down on a brown cushion in her living room. She was staring at her face book page on the screen of her two year old HP 630 black laptop. Date April 5th Read More
May 042013
I had been crawling behind Clara, on each and every step of the stairs. Scare beyond my wits, I had stubbornly refused to heed the foreboding fear churning at my guts. I thought I could Read More
Apr 302013
“I don’t write love stories nor do I read them. This is an exception. Maybe because I know the story and main character very well and was able to toil with his life of the Read More
Apr 292013
I was torn between picking the call and ignoring it. I looked at the phone for some seconds and like a person entranced, I shifted my gaze to Uncle Emmanuel who was now staring at Read More
Apr 252013
“It’s not her.” I whispered. I heaved a huge sigh of relief. “What do you mean, sir?” The nurse asked. “There’s been a mistake. This is not the Florence we know.” Femi said, barely supressing Read More
Apr 242013
……soaking up the sun, I was lounging in front of the beach in Bora Bora. Gosh, this place is so beautiful – paradise on earth. The stretch of never ending clear blue-green sea, enclosed by Read More
Apr 222013
I couldn’t believe my ears. Flores couldn’t be dead. Not young, bubbling Flores, the woman I had befriended for eight years. It was a hard fact to swallow. The doctor was still rambling on about Read More
Apr 202013
![Boy meets Girl [Part 2]](http://www.naijastories.com/wp-content/uploads/2013/04/7893179308_0d42e44b47-100x100.jpg)
So there I was, with three boys. I was feeling too funky with myself even though they weren’t asking me out or anything. I’m not one of those people who love attention but I was Read More