Obynofranc

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Obinna Tony-Francis Ochem, is an undergraduate student of the University of Lagos, Nigeria. He loves reading and writing. His love for horror and fantasy stories can be dated to his early days of fiction till he found about something called a Speculative fiction. He is still on his early age of writing and hoping that one day, he will become a power house.

Conquered #7

Read previous episodes of Conquered by Obynofranc They all alighted when a gateman opened the gate and their entered a big compound. Auntie Chinyere packed the car in the garage. She pressed the small plastic equipment laced on the ring of the key holder of the car, and the boot opened. There were three bags. They all carried one of the luggages and walked into the apartment. Nkechi admired the structure from outside. It was a beautiful storied building and the structure looked magnificent. The ground was tiled and the environment sensed serenity. She admired Abuja wind. The wind slithered into the pore of her skin and she gloated at every cool breeze and silent noises it made. It blowing heavily. They all walked in, and Auntie Chinyere led them to a room. She dropped the luggage and Juliet followed. Nkechi dropped hers and glanced at her Aunt. “This is…

Conquered #6

Read previous episodes of Conquered by Obynofranc After the marriage, Nkechi told Mama she would love to live with her aunt to give her sometimes to bond with her husband. Mama had mixed feelings, she was overshadowed by assumptions that her daughter is so thoughtful or she doesn’t like Mr. Charles hence why she wanted to leave. Auntie Chinyere was excited when she heard about Nkechi coming over to Abuja. She was so happy. Finally, Nkechi was coming over to stay with them after many years. Auntie Chinyere was Mama’s older sister and she has two daughters, aged thirteen and eleven. When she got married, she beckoned on Mama to hand Nkechi over to her so she will take care of her but Mama disagreed. Nkechi was what she used to console herself whenever she felt downtrodden. Auntie Chinyere cared because Mama was undergoing a therapy and Nkechi staying with…

Conquered #5

Read previous episodes of Conquered by Obynofranc Mama got married to Mr. Charles. Nkechi loved to address him as that, whenever he came to the house. Mr. Charles was in his early fifties and had a not-so-obvious protruding stomach He was dark-skinned, six feet tall and looked athletic despite his stomach. His cloths fitted his body tautly. Nkechi was querying him so much and it made Mama uncomfortable. Mama tried to hide it with a fake smile. She made her displeasure with sour facial expressions but Nkechi wasn’t having any of it. She smirked. “Why are you still unmarried at fifty? That’s weird for a man,” she said. Mr. Charles laughed. “People always ask me that and those that know me keep pestering me on why I’m still not married,” he said lifting the little pillow that was lying beside him on the sofa and placed it on his laps.…

Conquered #4

Obynofranc returns with Conquered . Click here to read previous episodes Till Nkechi finished secondary school, she only talked to Tega from afar. Their eyes would lock together most times. They will only exchange pleasantries waving at each other. Mama was finally getting married. During the dinner, Nkechi was eating her food in the dining with her mother. She was rushing the food and the cutleries were clinking on the plates as she moved the fork and knife in a slowly. Mama dropped her own cutleries on the plate and gazed at Nkechi. She rounded her palms against each other and her elbow rested on the table. Her face bared an angelic smile which Nkechj had never had in a while. Nkechi pinned the meat to the plate with her fork. She dragged out the flesh and made to put it in her mouth, then her eyes caught Mama’s gaze.…

Conquered #3

Read the previous episodes of Conquered by Obynofranc After the whole saga, Tega resumed back to school. Nkechi remembered what she thought she would discuss with Mama. After the assembly and she stood at the window and stared outside. The environment was sparkling and the morning breeze kept blowing. Everybody waited in class for their first teacher to arrive. She saw Tega walk close to their classroom while his bag was strapped to his back. He walked in an unusually quiet manner as he strutted towards the classroom. Some juniors were gawking and laughing at him, as he kept walking and burrowing the earth with his leg and sand particles kept moving up. His suspension was over. Nkechi’s mouth was wide agape. She was standing and staring at him. She saw a man trying so hard to morph into something he wanted the society to accept about him. A man…

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