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Our Beautiful Angels EPISODE 5

Our Beautiful Angels EPISODE 5

Stories, Love/Romance, Series
Our Beautiful Angels “Lead me to your bed,” he drawled: his hands lingering on her thighs which were now exposed- her dress having ridden up. He had pulled her unto his laps. His lips tried to claim hers again but her face moved to the side. His mouth settled on the nape of her neck, her fragrance hauling him in, rousing the part of him that felt bare. The numb part of him stripped of all feelings needing to feel complete again. One of his hands egged on by her soft moans searched furiously for the fastening on the back of her dress. “No, please, stop.” She spoke first. “Really honey?” Richard’s tone, although calm did not match the forlorn expression on his fair skinned face. He tore his hands from her body. An attentive grin wiped the forlorn look off his face when he notice
Our Beautiful Angels EPISODE 4

Our Beautiful Angels EPISODE 4

Stories, Fiction, Love/Romance, Series
Our Beautiful Angels EPISODE 4 “What has your poor wife done to deserve this Richard? She is back living in her father’s council flat when you are still alive. Did we not raise you well? If you have trouble in your matrimonial home, you call families from both sides and elders from the church to help you sort it out. As a matter of fact, I am sure Eniola has done nothing wrong. I am sure he is the one that has done something terrible, you watch Mary” Pastor John turned towards his wife on his last sentence. His belly bobbed upwards and sweat dripped from his balding head as he spoke. “Please dad today is a Sunday. I don’t want to dwell on the subject of my marriage which is already dead in the water. I have only come to see my children. Soon the matter between me and Eniola will be
Our Beautiful Angels EPISODE 3

Our Beautiful Angels EPISODE 3

Love/Romance, Fiction, Stories
Our Beautiful Angels EPISODE 3 Richard backed away from Desola because he knew kissing her would not obliterate the hurt his wife’s actions had inflicted on him. After all, it was only five days ago he found out his son might not be his. His soreness was like pus, it didn’t matter how much dressing he chucked at it, it kept seeping through. Richard went to sit on the edge of the office desk. He might as well listen to Desola. He used to love hastening home after a hard day’s work. The smell of cooking from the kitchen and the sound of Kenny chasing Taye over a raggedy doll or a fairy wand, welcomed him to his dwelling. On Fridays, they would eat out, not at Naija Spice, but at Pizza Hut, Gino’s Italian or he would pick up a few paper-wrapped freshly battered haddock and chips from t
Our Beautiful Angels EPISODE 2

Our Beautiful Angels EPISODE 2

Stories, Fiction, Love/Romance, Series
Our Beautiful Angels EPISODE 2   Desola let her face curl into a smile. She had missed Femi, her on and off boyfriend of seven months. “I am seeing someone, Desola. I am seeing a girl that I have sort of fallen for” Femi’s words knifed her hopes : her fantasies of a fairy tale wedding, a wedding night and the two children she pictured them with. She reassured herself that she had heard him wrong. It was past five and they were standing in front of Naija Spice restaurant on one of the busiest roads in Stratford, Desola could barely hear him above the cars. Commuters heading to the train station were pushing past them on the pavement. “I don’t understand you Femi” Desola asked him with the spongiest tone she could muster. Inside her head, she heard a banshee-like scream
Our Beautiful Angels EPISODE 1

Our Beautiful Angels EPISODE 1

Stories, Fiction, Love/Romance, Series
Our Beautiful Angels EPISODE 1   Richard posed the question before his wife’s eyes opened. He saw her rub her eyes and her body move under the duvet in a way that could only signal she was waking.  He reached for the base of the lamp on their bedside table and switched it off quickly; praying that his wife’s mind had not registered the ridiculous question his mouth asked, against his will. He rested his pounding head on the pillow, his rigid back turned to her. “What did you just say? “Oh no, she heard me.” Richard cursed himself for choosing to believe the words of a near stranger. He sat up, focusing his eyes on everything in the room but her. “Look at me Richard Rotimi Iretioluwa” Richard had never heard his wife speak to him like that before, but he knew he deserve
Two Straws In One Bottle!

Two Straws In One Bottle!

Stories, Fiction, Love/Romance
Two Straws In One Bottle Driving slowly towards the link road that leads to the airport, I’m trying hard to focus and calm my excited nerves. Tobi is coming home. I have dreamt of this day for months, wondering if it will ever happen. I doubt I’ll ever find the courage to tell her what I feel. Tobi and I are as different as oil and water. I still wonder how we hit it off. Not only was she outgoing and I was not, she was rich and I was poor. Yes, I was poor. No point denying the obvious. I could hardly pay my fees back then. I had to borrow text books and bunk with my mates. We met at a friend’s party, in second year. I sat at a corner, watching people have fun. That was me, always stuck on the sidelines, watching people live. ALSO READ: The New Year's Gift The party started withou
When Luck Runs Out

When Luck Runs Out

Fiction, Stories
When Luck Runs Out   Olawale Martins smiled again as he pulled out of the Kuramo Beach car park. He glanced at the watch on his left wrist and could barely make out what the time piece displayed. Now, it dawned on him that the alcohol had begun to take its toll. Well, it hardly mattered at the moment. It was a Friday night and who said it was a crime to enjoy oneself on a Friday night, especially one as beautiful as this one. He steered the car to the right and blinked as he drove slowly through the well lit street that boasted of one of the most prestigious hotels in the country. On his right, the Eko Le Meridien towered high and virtually dwarfed all the other buildings around. Olawale shook his head slowly. Life here was for the high and the mighty; the movers and shakers o...
The Faithful Cheater (PART 1)

The Faithful Cheater (PART 1)

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The Faithful Cheater (PART 1) She had her red blouse on and the blue jeans she told me she bought a month ago.  There was also a blue jacket on and from where I was standing watching her; I didn’t think I’d seen it before. Let me just quickly say this before I continue; knowing and getting familiar with my girlfriend’s clothes were one of the few simple clichés a long distance relationship afforded me with her. I mean it was the high point of everything. It even afforded me the luxury of knowing all her bras and underwears. I knew every single one. Whenever she went out shopping and came back with new outfits and underwears, I was of course the first person to see them thanks to the inventors of Whatsapp and BBM. I would take the photos of her in those light cotton things, head i
The New Year’s Gift

The New Year’s Gift

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The New Year's Gift She stood at the window, waiting. The same way she had been waiting for five years hoping to see something or someone come up the driveway. Everyone had told her she was foolish. She needed to get on with her life and move on. They had done the memorial service two years ago. Both human and material resources had been expended in the search for him, whether dead or alive since he had gone MIA(missing in action) five years earlier. They had given up the search two years ago. Ostensibly, he was kidnapped by guerillas and they had killed him. If he was alive, they would have heard something. Still, she stood at the window waiting for what…she didn’t know. Their short life together had been idyllic. She hadn’t wanted to marry a soldier but it had been pure, true lov
Our Life, Our Pain EPISODE 1

Our Life, Our Pain EPISODE 1

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Our Life, Our Pain EPISODE 1 Nneka walked away from the river with her water pot balanced expertly  on her head. She hurried because the sky was getting cloudy and thunder was rumbling in the distance. Securing her wrapper, she looked down at her bare feet on the little, overgrown path that led back to the village, sighed and started her return journey home. It was beginning to get cold and she shivered and looked around her. A stab of fear pierced at her heart as she realized that she was alone. The village paths were normally busy with farmers, hunters and traders passing by the river but today, she might have been the only living creature in the world. She quickened her pace to a fast walk, the fastest she could go with a pot of water on her head. ALSO READ: The Beautiful Wings EPI
RELIVING CHRISTMAS

RELIVING CHRISTMAS

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RELIVING CHRISTMAS There were five of us that headed for the stream that hot afternoon. Mixed-raced Chibu, who came in from Abuja the week before – who would rather whistle strange-sounding tunes and giggle than participate when we argued at the top of our voices. But he knew things that the rest of us loud lot didn’t. Like the day we were debating how far his mother’s country was, he reeled out numbers so great that the calmness with which they were delivered belied their incredulous distance. None of us doubted him, even though we all knew that he had never been outside Nigeria in his life. Besides, which of us knew what ‘above sea-level’ meant? The other member of the group was Chibu’s twin sister, Chidinma, who seemed unaware that she was a girl, as she sported a crew-cut, wore jum
The Beautiful Wings EPISODE 1

The Beautiful Wings EPISODE 1

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‘Beautiful Wings’ came after much contemplation about what kind of wings I’d like to be involved in this story. Beautiful or Broken. And I pondered if we humans had wings at all. I guess we had nothing to stand or even fly. We are that fragile. And so while I was still thinking, I found myself in the book of Ezekiel chapter 16:8 where God himself was saying something; When I passed by you again and looked upon you, indeed your time was the time of love; so I spread My wing over you and covered your nakedness. Yes, I swore an oath to you and entered into a covenant with you, and you became Mine,” says the Lord God. God loves you and I this much. I hope you get this as you keep reading. Have a wonderful day ahead and remember, God is the reason you glow! Complement of the season...
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