I stepped off the Nebula SS onto the ground, the dry dirt crunching beneath my boots. My visor became stuffy immediately. Adjusting my rifle, I flicked open the control pad on my left arm, tweaked the controls. A blast of cold air into my helmet, and I could breathe easily again. “They lied to … Continue reading Kill Zone: Sector 36-C (1)
Death-god: Home Who was it that originally sang that song, “The First Cut Is The Deepest?” because I know it was not Rod Stewart? Hmph; can’t be bothered to remember right now. Sold millions of copies, that song. Really popular back in the days. Lies, all lies. My first cut was a shallow one; I … Continue reading The Shadow Chronicles 4
Note before reading: It gets more racy as you keep reading. “Yep?” “Open the door,” said Ifeyinwa. “And the magic word is?” replied Somto. “Now!” “I mean it,” said Somto. “Say please!” “Maybe if I call Cassandra you’ll open it right?” Somto smiled, shaking his head, and then he unlocked the door. “Get in,” … Continue reading BellaDona – Part 3
Name: Raymond Elenwoke Location: United Kingdom Summary: A grieving young man tries to erase his memories of his dead fiancee. WHEN ANGELS FLY Hey Amara…this will be the last time I talk to you… At least, I hope so. It’s been hard, you know. Living without you, that is. I can’t sleep without seeing … Continue reading What If We Could Rewrite Our Memories…
a story about an unusual pregnancy and its effects on the unsuspecting mother. EATER The rain isn’t letting up any, but Adaora doesn’t notice. Outside her house, an apartment on the first floor of a four-storey building she calls home, the world is wet. Umbrellas bob past as people try to find shelter from the … Continue reading Eater
A CUP OF TEA AND TALES OF DARKNESS I sat at my dining table in my one-bedroom flat, groceries still in their bags on the table. He…it…my shadow had actually helped me carry some home. It had been disconcerting, having to watch two bags of groceries levitate as if on invisible strings, and then … Continue reading The Shadow Chronicles 2
Overture: “Last night, I found my shadow…” Innocuous words that popped into my head and onto my Facebook wall a few months ago. Words that started a…trend, for want of a better word. On Facebook, on Twitter, I let the world know when I saw little glimpses of this awesome, parallel world that I am … Continue reading The Shadow Chronicles
IF YOU THINK A MONORHYME POEM CAN NOT BE DETECTIVE IN NATURE, THEN THIS POEM WILL CHANGE YOUR NOTION AND AT THE END, MAKE YOU SPREAD THE GOSPEL. Fellow friends and fellow foes Wait, let me tell this tale of woe The way I know they wait below Below my belly where they grow For … Continue reading The Remains Of Raymond Hoe 1
There was a definite gloom in the air as Sunday morning arrived for Mrs. Ugabi. Andrew, on the other hand, was excited. Not that he was happy to be leaving his parents; no, he was more excited to be leaving Nigeria for a country in another continent for the first time. It seemed to take … Continue reading The Septavalent Stone chapter critique-11
TURN TO DUST CHIKE: It is raining. I walk down this street, my hands in the pockets of my hoodie, hood over my head. I don’t remember how I got here, and even the name of the street eludes me, just as understanding, and peace, eludes me. In my right pocket, I softly stroke … Continue reading Turn To Dust
IN THE FACE OF MADNESS Let it be known that on the 2nd of April 2012, the day after April Fools’ Day, for all intents and purposes, I died. I left this plane of existence, not in a blaze of gunfire, neither did I leave via a stab from a knife, or from … Continue reading In The Face Of Madness
INCEPTION Hotel de Casa. One of the best hotels in the country, and arguably the best in Rivers State. Standing ten stories high, it has twenty rooms on each floor, with the most expensive at the top. It faces the city, but behind it is undeveloped land and a burgeoning Estate. Its security system … Continue reading Drop Dead, Gorgeous: Inception (1)
CHILDREN OF THE WILD The birds, they wake me up, Music, of birdcalls, butterflies and sunshine, The night before, a wonder forgotten, For the day holds something new. Out of bed I bound, All tingly, laughing and happy, And though I have chores to do, The day’s magic awaits. Hey presto, … Continue reading Children Of The Wild
DROP DEAD, GORGEOUS “Of course we’ll do naughty things,” she cooed in his ear, rubbing herself against him. Her left hand trailed sensually down-“So many…”- his stomach – “naughty…” – to cup his genitals- “things.” She squeezed gently. He inhaled sharply, shivering and his eyelids fluttering closed, and she felt the answering swell. And … Continue reading Drop Dead, Gorgeous
103 It was a bad night. He could feel it. Something was wrong. The Ninja was up, and someone, or some people, were going to die tonight. “A Ninja is not a magician Ryuu-san, neither is he an assassin.” Sensei Takeshi says. He makes the tea in that slow, deliberate manner of his. … Continue reading RISING NIGHT-Excerpt 8