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That Line between Love and Lust

Beside being the most dedicated staff of a multinational Oil Company in Nigeria, Michael was also the best husband in the whole world as long as Rita was concerned. His combination of affection and dedication to both work and marriage had become such an impeccable feat that she was overwhelmed in Nuptial bliss. Subsequently, Michael was … Continue reading That Line between Love and Lust

Fright

Fright

I clearly heard the sharp light knocks on the wooden door to our flat. “Who could it be at this time of the night, we were not expecting my uncle who usually comes very late and only returns on Friday night due to his bank work” as I pondered Granny who seemed unworried about someone knocking our … Continue reading Fright

How I Got Sacked (2)

How I Got Sacked (2)

EPISODE 2 “Hmm, let me quickly go and buy indomie bellefull two packs” I quickly thought within myself “oh no, where will I cook it? There is not stove here talkless of pot to use in cooking it” I thought again countering the previous. After thinking, thinking and thinking. I decided to settle for rice. … Continue reading How I Got Sacked (2)

How I Got Sacked (1)

Hi, please before you start reading. I want you to know that the story below is purely fictional and any relation or likeness to any real person, place or event is purely coincidental. Thank you. EPISODE 1 Hello reader, My name is Darlington Osas. Am writing this short story about how I got sacked from … Continue reading How I Got Sacked (1)

“…Or Not to Be (The Wolfman’s Struggle)” by Harrison Ambler (from The Unagi Creative)

“…Or Not to Be (The Wolfman’s Struggle)” by Harrison Ambler (from The Unagi Creative)

  The private jet was already at cruising altitude as the hostess wheeled the cart back into the galley. She had just served tea to the only two passengers on the plane, who had thanked her, checked her out surreptitiously and then returned to their conversation. The two gentlemen were dressed formally in business suits … Continue reading “…Or Not to Be (The Wolfman’s Struggle)” by Harrison Ambler (from The Unagi Creative)

Retribution by Iraku Haso (from The Unagi Creative – http://theunagicreative.blogspot.com.ng/)

Retribution by Iraku Haso (from The Unagi Creative – http://theunagicreative.blogspot.com.ng/)

In every direction it was the same; sand as far as the eye could see. Kushim had to hand it to them. It was a very imaginative way to send a vampire to an almost certain death. He, a creature of the night, a master of the darkness; left with nowhere to hide, no shade … Continue reading Retribution by Iraku Haso (from The Unagi Creative – http://theunagicreative.blogspot.com.ng/)

Memoirs of A Repentant Slut ~ Episode 16

I grabbed her top. . . “Wetin do Aunty Amaka?” I was coming back from my friend’s place when I saw an okada jam a bus and Aunty Amaka was the one on the okada. She was bleeding and she looks unconscious to me. “Bleeding? Unconscious? Where? How? What’s going on?” “It was opposite our … Continue reading Memoirs of A Repentant Slut ~ Episode 16

Baby I Can Die For You

“Baby,” she said, caressing my sweaty chest. “Mmmm…” I mumbled, hoping she’d forget whatever she wanted to tell me. This was no time for pillow talk. I’d just spent one hour kissing her, another one hour licking her clean-shaved south-south region plus maybe fifteen minutes doing the main oil exploration. Over two hours of kwokirikwo! … Continue reading Baby I Can Die For You

What’s In A Name?

He was a coup-plotter manqué. And as is the case with all failed coup-plotters interred in Wundari Maximum Security Prison, La République Fédérale du Côte d’or noir, his liberty was under indefinite confiscation – pending execution by firing squad. “Confucius” his fellow internees all called him. When he was brought into the prison (kicking and … Continue reading What’s In A Name?

Propellers (Part 2 Of 2)

The Our Lady of Disciples students suddenly stopped laughing in sync. A moment’s silence – pregnant with disbelief – elapsed, before murmurs began bubbling amongst their numbers. They turned to one another curiously, wondering whether they had heard Tomisin’s response correctly. In all their years together, none of Tomisin’s colleagues could ever remember him agreeing … Continue reading Propellers (Part 2 Of 2)