MAD VICTIM Once upon a time, a visitor at daytime came to steal a stone of lime. He was caught in the act, the stone of lime was still intact, then they all started to react. They held him tightly at his bones so he wouldn’t escape without groans. Then came sticks, bottles and stones. … Continue reading Mad Victim
….In thoughts of a certain little princess and a friend whom I love “Mum please hold me, please play with me, please don’t leave me alone, I want you now”. Tami cried but her mum only looked at her with sorrow filled eyes before walking away. She watched her mum move slowly away from her, … Continue reading Unaware – “The Beginning”
He was violently thrusting in and out and as he did, the pain reached a fever pitch. I kept struggling, but I was fast losing my strength. I got tired of struggling and started to cry. He continued, and continued, and continued, and continued till…….. I passed out. I woke up the next morning with … Continue reading My Traits (episode 2 Of 2)
The pungent smell of urine reeked, I felt sick from the stomach but nothing was to there to throw up, I felt a poke from behind and I steadied myself to avoid falling into the bucket that housed the natural waste of all inmates. ‘Barbie doll carry dah tin joor, abi you tink say na … Continue reading Flames of vengeance: 18
Well, it wasn’t really my fault. It was my body’s. It couldn’t just control it. In fact, it wasn’t the fault of my body alone. She was just simply irresistible. Imagine, how could a man behold those her features with his eyes and turn away. It was just impossible. The soft look of her body … Continue reading Igun’s Memoir 1
Tanko’s forehead creased more by the passing second, as if he was being drawn into a bottomless pit. Abhas and I waited patiently for him to talk finally he did but not what we expected. ‘This is strange, really strange.’ He said like we didn’t already know. ‘We know that, have you found my sister?’ … Continue reading Flames of vengeance: 17
‘You’re good for nothing.’ ‘Yes I know, where is your good for something son, messed up.’ ‘You’ll never be half the man he was.’ ‘Yes I agree, especially under women’s skirts.’ ‘How am I not sure you orchestrated his downfall.’ ‘Nooooo he did this himself, all by himself, infact am done handling your broke company … Continue reading Flames of vengeance : 16
With time she almost overtook my wife’s portion in my heart, the more I tried to get out the more I was sucked in, I stopped noticing my wife, even if she wore silk or bathed in perfume, I avoided her because I didn’t want to beat her up, she always end up making me … Continue reading Flames of vengeance : 14
My dear esteemed readers, thank you for following the series. So far the story has been from Ladidi’s perspective but now her husband Asad will be the one narrating his side of the story. … Continue reading Flames of vengeance: 13
I stand in awesome At the works of his hands Mother Nature is evidence The universe, a world of great ingenuity Even man is still a wonder The marvels of the animal kingdom I dare to challenge, who says there is no God? I stand in awesome Hope which is common to all men Faith … Continue reading In Awesome And Challenge
I was lying sprawled on the floor of my small dark shop. My brown face etched screaming forever with melted lips. An empty bottle of Fanta was lying close to my right hand. The police that arrived at the spot was horrified at the scent of burning flesh and burning carpet. The Policeman took … Continue reading ”Interview with the dead Madam.”
I Of Fondness Resounding whispers of sonorous voices Sets my fears ablaze Its smoke travels not into the air, But my dreams of delight stand in awe And bids farewell to my embers of fear As it makes its way into my once stony heart Come hither, stretch your hands and grab this … Continue reading Echoes of Sentiments
Anyone looking at the woman in the dock would immediately know that she was oblivious of what was going on around her. She stared blankly at the wall. Her name was Nana Clifford, a Nigerian with American citizenship and she was on trial for manslaughter in the state of California. Only six weeks ago she … Continue reading The Trial – Reminiscence
She spurts out Flickers of dust, which Spirals downwards from cosmos gate, With an insignia of blistering beauty. Her lust for black gold Like a lion lust for a prey, Smears the desert land With constellation of red dots. She whips up mediocrity, In the name of democracy. All for the honey flowing … Continue reading bilya