The scene began playing again, and the words were reverberating in his mind as they sat at the dinning room for dinner. “Hold me, touch me, make love to me, Kaycee, quench this undying desire in my heart” in a voice consumed in lechery, Ujunwa had spoken, massaging her naked breasts with her hands, biting … Continue reading Love Portion
Solomon Johnson was a good husband and father. In my ten years of being married to him, I had never had any serious reason to complain about anything serious. I had never had issues with him and other women, nor with money for he worked very hard and provided for us to the best of … Continue reading The Ghost
The last thing Benedicta heard before life went out of her was the sound of an attempt to break loose the door. She had earlier seen a lady tell her to open the door, and at first she was reluctant to do it, but even when she later decided to repent and open up, her … Continue reading Die! (Final Episode)
Bayo Poundedyam Was a handsome man Before he died He was a nice man Or preferably a guy For he was thirty two Before he died Bayo would smile Whenever he talked For he was a nice man To the best of his knowledge Before he died Bayo would smile At people Whenever he walked … Continue reading Bayo PoundedYam
They say death comes on pinions stirring the ink-horn of night, to etch in the celestial palimpsest scripts of woeful loss and pain. His sickle swoops silently, swiftly; surely hefting with razor-blade quill points actors unprepared, for his macabre dance-drama. And that’s when the dogs howl. In truth, it is the way dogs affirm one … Continue reading When The Dogs Howl
Yeni, a 27 year old post graduate student of Lautech was walking to Doyin guesthouse after the little disappointment she met at the salon. She had sat at the salon for over an hour reading mindlessly all the magazines on customer’s stool while waiting for the arrival of her hair dresser. The hairdresser kept … Continue reading The Mystery of the Little Boy – 1
The Love that never came The love that came and left And to the love on the way: In the starry less night, I walked in darkness Looking for light, I fell and rose. What happened to me, what is wrong or right with me? My O my, I am in love, in love with … Continue reading …To My Final Love
“What are you doing up there?” He looked at his young friend from their normal spot, wondering why he had decided to sit atop the roof of the community centre. It had never been their spot. “What I do up here is my business. I am tired of sitting on that vault watching that old … Continue reading Three Ghosts in Search of Fun
Dennis was torn between pressing down hard on the accelerator and splashing muddy rain water on pedestrians and stranded commuters and slowing down and risk arriving late at Afara. It took a little over six hours to make the journey from his home at Aggrey Road to Afara. The place was not really far, but … Continue reading Janet – 1
My dad died when I was six. Well, six and a half; I was big on halves then. Anyway, he died. And whether as a result of too much TV or an already over-active imagination, I used to “see” him sometimes. Always at night. Always in dim-lit rooms. He would just stand there, half-smiling, male … Continue reading Chasing Shadows
The 2012 London Olympics was fun to watch, the opening ceremony was great. Mr Bean cheating at the race made it hilarious. I was so happy watching lightning bolt win his gold medal. I liked the way he celebrated with Mo Farah with his mobot stance. His best moment was when he made a 16 … Continue reading A Nigerian Waves His Flag at George Michael During The 2012 Olympic Ceremony.
Facing the Editor’s Knife…feel free to use your knife Cynthia did not resist as her dress was torn off. Emeka’s hands were ruthless. Her pant and bra were yanked from her body with one vicious pull. She felt a strong desire to hit the fool in his scrotum but she felt weak. Her body ached … Continue reading Devil’s Pawn Reloaded 1
Now Audu sits with his daughter in the hospital waiting room; just beyond the red line marking where family members, especially the husbands of expectant mothers are allowed to sit and wait for news from the delivery room. Kadijat sits next to her father on a low backed 3-sitter couch facing the delivery room. There … Continue reading Crossroad – Continued
Katherine Audu Mohammed looked at his beautiful wife as she sat on the edge of the bed, one hand resting gently on her bulging pregnancy while the other played, with motherly affections with their 7year old daughter’s long black hair. The child has her mother’s beautiful profile and the smooth light skin common among her … Continue reading Crossroad – continued
I’ll tell you a story which you probably won’t believe, but I’ll tell anyways. Why? Because I am fortunate to be the one writing this and you, my friend, seem unable to stop yourself from reading it. If that is good fortune for you, well I can’t really say. What good thing I do know … Continue reading The Crosser And Other Stories (Part One)