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Roses And Thorns #7

When the plane taxied at Nnamdi Azikiwe airport, Tehilah deplaned and took a taxi. The sun was setting, and casted a beautiful glow over Abuja, it was a sight to behold. Tehilah momentarily forgot her predicament and enjoyed the scenery, as the taxi driver navigated the rush hour traffic. She loved the city and was already beginning to think that, it wouldn’t be hard to adapt to a life in Abuja, with her child and Wale. She told herself that everything would be alright because nothing could go wrong in this beautiful city. While she boarded a taxi, she called Wale to tell him she was on her way, but his number was  unreachable, so Tehilah, decided to drive straight to Wale’s house. When the taxi trudged up the asphalt driveway, Tehilah saw that her boyfriend’s car was not there, so she knew he was not home. She was however…

Roses And Thorns #6

Wale kissed her head, and stared into her expressive dark eyes, “Tehilah, I love you, and you are the most beautiful and sexiest woman I ever met. I can imagine how a daughter from you would look like” Tehilah smiled as she couldn’t believe her eyes, that Wale had come from Abuja to see her. They were in the hospital and she was surrounded by people who loved her. Her fears about Wale had been unnecessary. There was no denying the love, so expressive in his eyes. “I love you too, Wale” Tehilah closed her eyes as he brushed a kiss on her fore-head. “But baby…why did you try to kill yourself?” “What are you talking about?” Tehilah was bewildered, and tried to raise herself up, so she could look at Wale. “I thought…” Tehilah did not allow him complete the statement. “A car drove into my path, and I…

Roses And Thorns #5

      It has been two months since Tehilah relocated to Lagos, to write a new book according to her contract with Bamanga publishing. In that time, she had rented an apartment in the heart of the Lekki, with the help of her first advance payment. She had chosen the apartment because of its ceiling to floor length windows, which gave her a view of the beautiful city of Lagos. It was at this window she stood, with a cup of coffee in her hand.       Tehilah had stayed the night working on the novel she promised Bamanga publishing, yet this morning, she still felt energized, and it was not due to the delicious cappuccino she was drinking. Everything felt right in her world. Today was the re-launch of her first novel, and the novel was already getting an offer from a top movie production house abroad, to be adopted. Even her relationship…

Roses And Thorns #4

“Hello mother, I think I might not be coming to Port-Harcourt now” Tehilah put the ceramic bowl she had used for eating cornflakes, under the running tap. After rinsing it, she stacked it on the dish rack, and walked bare foot into the living room. “I got a publishing contract, with a new but top publishing company” “Wow, oh my God!” her mother squealed from the other side of the phone, such that Tehilah had to put the phone a little distance from her ear. “My God Tehilah, this has always been your dream” “Yes mother, but it means I have to relocate to Lagos, it is the reason I am not coming home” “But where will you stay?” her mother sounded worried. “I am already staying with Bims. You do remember she stays in…

Roses And Thorns #3

Tehilah spent more days than intended in Lagos, and then returned to Port-Harcourt after two weeks in Lagos. After Wale explained that the call had been from his mother, she had not thought anything of it, and had put it out of her mind. In a bid not to allow her past keep her prisoner, she had let down her guard. While she was in Lagos, she got a meeting with the man who sat beside her at the exhibition. He had asked her to call, and when she did, he arranged for her to meet with him at his company building. His company was a leader in Information technology, and the man was of the northern extraction, from a family of oil businessmen. Tehilah became baffled by his interest in book writing, as it had no relationship with his field of expertise. For the meeting, she chose a well-tailored…

Roses And Thorns #2

Read the previous episode of Roses and Thorns On exhibition day, Tehilah dressed up in a pair of ripped jeans, matched with a red leather blazer, and finished the look with a pair of espadrilles. The exhibition Centre was crowded by the time Tehilah got there. She slipped on her identification card to avoid embarrassment from the security agents, and took her seat beside a dark skinned man, who seemed too engrossed in the program. He didn’t even acknowledge her when she sat down, but she didn’t mind. While people were called out to read from their books, Tehilah looked around the auditorium, counting the number of book agents that were present at the event. Her eyes bulged when she looked two rows down, and saw Koksy, a representative from a renowned publishing house that had birthed most of the A-list writers in the country. Koksy was a successful book…

Roses And Thorns #1

Roses and Thorns is a series by QueenBee Aurora about a writer who meets and falls in love with a man she meet at a book exhibition. But she will find out that the man is not who he seems. She ends her relationship with him, just at the moment she finds out she is pregnant. The series will see through her journey with the pregnancy, her career, and finding a new man. But would she choose the man who is the father of her baby, or the man she truly loves? The airport taxi cab honked in front of a bungalow, and then, a tall, fair skinned woman stepped out of it, dressed in a wide leg jumpsuit. She pushed her long Peruvian weave out of her face and proceeded to knock at the gate. “Who is that?” she heard a woman’s voice inside in…

Adventures Of Kola Onifoto – Katsina Love o

During my travel up the north, I visited the president’s state for some hours, my friends and I went to their emir’s palace in Katsina; same way we visited all the palaces in all the states we traveled to. We got to the palace around 11a.m.. We talked to some of the guards and they allowed us take pictures around, then I sighted some kids playing a deflated football. My childhood memories flashed instantly, I know the pain of playing a bad football and I watched the kids for a while and I also discovered how their attention was divided as the ball made it frustrating for them to play.. I called the oldest kid, I asked if he could speak English and he replied NO, I smiled at him and said “you just spoke English. How much is going to buy a new ball for you guys?” He replied “one thousand…

Adventures of Kola Onifoto – The Popular One Chance Story

Introducing…Adventures of Kola Onifoto Sometimes when some stories go viral, you feel maybe they are just myth and they won’t happen again. One chance is a popular slang at almost every motor park in Nigeria. I mean the slang started from there and it entered the streets and when you hear anyone talk about “one chance”, all you think of is either kidnapping or robbery. The stories of one chance I heard are of taxis and it happened to me some few years back. This is what they do.. You might get to be the last person to complete the persons traveling and as you drive a little distance, this event will happen.. 1. The driver will go to his boot, open it and shout, he will claim he just saw a full bag of money in the boot. He will come back in the car and start threatening…

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