Midnight whispers Mid Aisha’s life changed forever when the whispers started. Every night, at midnight, she’d hear seductive and manipulative whispers in her ear, tempting her to do things she wouldn’t normally do. As the whispers intensified, Aisha knew she had to uncover the source behind them. The first whisper had been so faint, Aisha […]
I’ve always been fascinated by mirrors. Call me vain, but there’s something about my reflection that keeps me transfixed. The way the glass captures my every movement, the silent acknowledgment of my existence, it feels almost magical. Raising my hand, I gently touch my cheek, smiling at the girl staring back at me. She
TREE OF CHAOS The beginning… CHAPTER ONE Journey to Calabar: Embracing Change and Family Bonds The atmosphere in our home was always warm and inviting, but tonight it felt particularly festive. The aroma of my mom’s special delicacy wafted through the air, enticing everyone in the room. My mother was known as the woman with
𝗡𝗘𝗠𝗘𝗦𝗜𝗦 Trigger warning: Mentions of rape and suicidal thoughts. (PS: There’s light at the end of the darkest tunnel) • • • The nemesis began that woeful night when robbers raided your house, shot your father in the leg and raped you while your poor father writhed and cried in agony. Your mother had travelled
I cleaned my hands with the kitchen towel, stamping my feet on the tiled floor whilst humming a song sweating profusely. I felt uncomfortable and scared. It’s like being watched by unseen forces. I live alone, and also not expecting any visitor. I left the steaming food on the gas cooker, and rushed to the
𝗧𝗛𝗘 𝗦𝗧𝗥𝗔𝗡𝗚𝗘𝗥 You gasp, trying to swallow in as much oxygen as your lungs can contain. You can still hear the sinister cackle echoing through the trees. Your heart pounds ferociously till your ribs hurt alongside your kidney from all the running. Lightning flashes, scarring the inky black sky. The sound of thunder rumbles from
𝐆𝐑𝐎𝐒𝐒 𝐃𝐀𝐑𝐊𝐍𝐄𝐒𝐒 It would be my third time taking a trip with this experimental drug called Cielix-20. The druglord had told me it would clear my mind and I’d see my late wife again. So far, it worked just fine. Until tonight. Instead of the usual grassy field where I’d see Sophia running towards me,
The air was frigid, the darkness all-encompassing, and a silence so profound it echoed in my ears. Never before had I encountered such stillness, and I couldn’t comprehend its origin. Was this the aftermath? Was this the end? Doubts plagued my mind, as they often did, for I was a natural skeptic, molded by my
