“When will you be back, son?” Eunice asked as she straightened the collar of Timothy’s tunic. Timothy towered over her by half an inch but that didn’t stop her from fussing over her only son, nevermind that he was almost twenty-one. “We’ve been over this a million times, Mom,” Timothy said, dramatically rolling his eyes. […]
You know when they say love is beautiful? Well, let me just be truthful with you: love is not at all that beautiful. I know you must be wondering why I will be saying this—the best answers in my journal or book, anyone you call it—164 days with you. I remembered when we first met
The hook had begun for Akpan by taunting the sacred Akoma tree in Akomoba village when he returned that fateful May. Akpan was appalled by the reverence the villagers still gave it; 25 years after he had left for the city. Every day from his arrival, he watched as all cadres of the villagers came
EP 1 The young slender lady stirred, groaning in protest at being disturbed. She had been resting her head on a wooden bed that was covered with the skin of some unfortunate animal, her left hand laced into that of the sick man lying on the bed. “Talitha,” a woman’s voice called gently as
WILDFIRE ~~~ BLURB An unfortunate incident in a university escalates into an all-out war that spreads like wildfire through the country. On the surface, it seems like a natural glitch, however, there are some supernatural opposing forces at war in this dystopian setting. What is to be the fate of three friends, each from the
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
COMPLETELY MINE That night, Hosea wasn’t expecting a visitation, not after what he had carnally feasted his eyes on during the day. It had been gruesome, disgusting even, but he still watched, especially at the most alluring object of the whole scene, until the mounting pressure in his chest grew too much for him to
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
