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Novocaine Knights #8

Previous Episodes EYIMOFE “I am so sorry, Nick.” Mofe left the comfort of her luxurious bed and took a chair in one corner of her hotel room as Dominic recounted details surrounding Lexus’ brain surgery. She listened attentively, noting the deep emotion in his husky tone. “But she’s not in a coma, is she?” Mofe asked. “No. In fact, I just spoke to one of the neurosurgeons right before I called you. She woke up about an hour ago and went back to sleep. She’s okay.” Mofe was relieved at the good news. “But you don’t sound so elated.” “I’m scared. I can’t…lose Woyintonbra. She’s all I got, Mofe. You’re a woman of faith. Please, pray for her. I’m at the point in my life where I’m not so sure God answers my prayers anymore.” “I’ve been praying for her and I won’t stop, Nick.” “Thank you.” She had never…

Novocaine Knights #4

PREVIOUS EPISODES WURA Not today. Wura groaned and fought hard from stomping her foot in agitation. She was having a bad day already. First, she had had another of her nightmares. Second, Mahmud was yet to call her; it was a week since they last spoke and she had called twice and gotten an engaged line. Third, she was late for church. Fourth, an unsightly zit had popped up above her upper lip. Fifth, her skirt was a little too tight and she didn’t have a replacement. And sixth, her period appeared from the blue, which would explain the fourth and fifth. Jesus, why me? She groaned and took off her stained underwear. She flung it in a bucket in her bathroom and hurried out to the sitting room, a towel around her body. Checking to see that Kasi was nowhere in sight, she called out, “sanitary pad, anyone! Two…

No Heart Feelings #8

PREVIOUS EPISODES Terdoo was tired. Her cotton t-shirt clung to her sweaty body like a second skin. She had been determined to clean the entire house until every corner sparkled, not because it was necessary but because she was restless. The need to keep herself busy gnawed at her so bad that she swept and mopped and dusted and wiped with an unhealthy obsession. Now done, the restlessness still remained. At first she blamed her unease on the disarming presence of Jimi. It had been easier for her to like him in the silence of her heart and from a distance for the past few years but now that he was constantly around her, she was finding it hard to fight the strong chemistry that was brewing between them. She had long settled on not letting herself fall for any man, especially not when her past was still hot on…

No Heart Feelings #7

Read previous episodes HERE  Jimi paced up and down the dark hallway of his house muttering to himself in anger. He had never been so incensed in his life before. The rage boiling in him was a new feeling, strange yet exciting. He knew it was not good for him but he couldn’t stop. The more he thought about Marie and all she had done and the fact that she had the guts to show up at his home, the more he burned. He needed an outlet and she alone could give it to him. He stopped his pacing and hurried down the stairs, hoping she hadn’t gone. Fortunately he saw her almost out the door, wrapped in a blue pashmina veil and holding a bag. “Come back here!” He shouted above the sound of the rain which had just resumed seconds before. Marie stopped moving and stood still before…

No Heart Feelings #6

This post is dedicated to Goodnews and Amelia and Godiya and Chux and Toyinfab… HML! God bless your unions! Read Previous Episodes HERE Nandir had an oval face with high cheekbones and a narrow chin. Her doll-like eyes were always accentuated by long eyelashes and thinly plucked eyebrows. A long nose rested above constantly pursed lips and she possessed dark, glowing skin that was almost without blemish. She wasn’t particularly beautiful facially but her appearance drawn out by eye-catching clothes and a relentlessly spilling cleavage always turned heads wherever she went. Nandir adored the attention. In fact, she thrived on it. She could never be seen out of her house without makeup and some revealing outfit, even under the chilly conditions of Jos weather. There was no such thing as casual appearance with her. But for sad reasons, she had stumbled out of her one-room apartment in nothing but a…

Roses And Thorns #17

Haliru was becoming uneasy. He looked around him, trying to see if his bride was coming. He dabbed his fore-head with a soft towel, as he was visibly sweating, even in the air-conditioned cathedral. Was it possible that Tehilah had changed her mind about marrying him? “Oh no” he gasped. He was not worried about becoming the laughing stock, but he was worried about losing all his dreams; all the dreams of loving her and her child, and building a family with them. His thoughts were interrupted by the sound of the heavy oak doors of the cathedral opening. He turned abruptly, with a big smile on his face. Yes, his bride had shown up, or so he thought. “I hope I am not late to the party!” Adara walked up the aisle, with a mischievous smile on her face. “Happy married life, Haliru.” “You were not invited!” Haliru could…

Stranger In Lagos #6

HALIM I am running away. It’s the cowardly thing to do but I can’t stand one more second in this city. Sitting in the backseat of my favorite cab, I give my house one last look before we zoom out of the quiet neighborhood that has been home to me for years. There is a note for Aunty Ada on my bed, and right beside it is another for Eben. I have also left my engagement ring behind. Last night, Eben visited, despite me making it clear that I didn’t want to see him. He came to plead with me to try another hospital; this time, in Lagos. Aunty Ada agreed with him. They believed there was a mistake somewhere. I gave them no answer. I think it’s insensitive of them to try to put me through hell the third time. I’m falling apart as it is. I can’t even…

Stranger In Lagos #1

Hi everyone! Today, we kick off with Stranger In Lagos as we come to the end of Dear High Mistress. DHM will resume in two weeks with the final episodes. To keep up with Stranger In Lagos, ensure that you are subscribed to this blog. Follow Moskedapages on Facebook and on Twitter as @moskedapages. Don’t forget to share each episode on your social media platforms. And lastly, please drop a comment. I need your feedback, always. It never gets old. It’s what gives me joy coming back here over and over. For members, Biyankavitch begins in March. Keep your fingers crossed. I will be giving free access to two of my Ghanaian fans. Not today, though. Anyways, fam, enjoy this first episode and tell me what you think about it. Stranger In Lagos is a ride you don’t want to miss. ENIOLA I hate Lagos. It is the city of…

Omoge Campus #7

Read episodes 1- 6 of Omoge Campus TEMI After an hour and a half at the clinic, I left there feeling considerably better. I had filled a form that was basically a questionnaire I guessed was meant to assess my state of mental health. I had another appointment in a week and my therapist urged me to call him the moment I had any issues. While money has never been a problem for me, I was quite surprised when neither the receptionist nor the doctor himself said nothing about my bill. After signing all the necessary paperwork, I bade them both goodbye, promising to call if anything was amiss. After being cooped up in my apartment for days, I had no desire to rush back there so I decided to make a quick stop at home and visit with my family before going back to school. I booked an Uber…

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