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Biyankavitch #6

Days stretched into weeks and months and years. No leads to finding Bianca were given to Idris and Victoria, and all access Idris had to Captain was blocked. Idris had paid more than a few good private investigators to look for Bianca, but nothing good came out of the search. The couple of times Victoria visited Captain to demand Bianca’s whereabouts, Captain demanded for sexual favors in exchange for information. Victoria was now a woman who controlled Idris’ empire, a phoenix that had risen from the death of the simpleton she once used to be. Ambitious and ruthless, she had taken over the operations of the Bahago Farms after coming into a mutual agreement with Idris, to help expand the business across Africa. She had learned a thing or two from her past and had become steely in her deals. It was believed that she had made people disappear who…

Say You Will Stay #17

*** Isio did not tell Obinna she had been discharged from the hospital. She didn’t tell him either, she was going to Ribble with Kanyin and Austin. They had decided to spend the rest of the festive period with Kanyin’s family. The last time she saw him, his neck carried his head like it was a weighty load. It was the day after she blamed him for the baby. The day he told her what she expected to hear. “I’m not walking away, Issy. I will wait for you to forgive me.” When she went to see Annabel, he wasn’t there. Kelly was rearranging books and magazines on a table. “She is asleep.” Kelly did not take her eyes off the books and magazines. Isio shifted from one foot to the other. The books and magazines were familiar to her. Annabel carried a few at a time with her when…

Say You Will Stay #16

*** *** *** “Issy-sweetie, you are scaring me. We’re all worried about you. Mum hasn’t stopped crying. Lotachi has called twice. She wants me to go on my knees when you wake up. She wants you to know she will be the best sister-in-law ever. Trust me, that girl loves you. Just like Ifeanyi and Daddy.” Obinna stopped to avoid mentioning Chibuzor’s name. Isio looked like she had simply gone to sleep. If he just looked at parts of her face. Around her forehead, cheeks and the bridge of her nose. She looked fine. Not like the unconscious body he found beside his daughter’s at the bank of the river. Her dress was muddy. Just like his daughter’s. Her hair, wet. Drenched in soil that clung to strands of her twists. Strands that had come apart. The way he came apart when he saw their bodies. When Chibuzor called him…

Hunter’s Game #9 By @Oge_writes

“Ijeoma?” “Take these things off me! I don’t want the surgery anymore.” Dr. Haliru was torn between relief and confusion as to her sudden change of heart but he did not question her. Rather he did as he was told and soon, Ijeoma was upstanding beside him. “I need your phone. One last time.” Dr. Haliru handed the phone over to her in silence. Ijeoma dialed Leela’s number quickly and took in a deep breath as it began to ring. “Where are you?” Her eyes narrowed quickly. “Where exactly?” She pursed her lips and rolled her eyes. “Don’t get dramatic. Give me an exact address.” She listened for a few seconds and nodded. “Pack your things. I’ll be with you in an hour.” She hung up and passed the phone back to Dr. Haliru. “This never happened. You will not see or hear from me again, I promise.” Dr. Haliru…

The Fourth Finger #3

Read Previous Episodes Of The Fourth Finger She saw his Facebook friend request on Christmas Day while she was in bed, smoking a cigarette, wondering what she would have for breakfast. “Andre Fabrice Kouassi,” she read out, the names coming out in a slow burr. She liked the way they sounded on her tongue. She repeated them, and without a second thought, accepted his friend request. Straightaway she checked his profile and photos. She found that he studied marketing in OAU, did his high school in France and his present occupation was ‘Self Employed’. She laughed. Everybody on Facebook was self-employed. He had just a few photos. Not more than ten or so. His relationship status revealed that he was single and interested in women. There was nothing more of interest to see. She went back to his timeline. Nothing there, either. Just a recent post an hour before. It…

The Empty Cot – A Mother Shares Her Heart-Rending Story

To everyone who has lost a child, a pregnancy or had a stillborn, this is for you. I can’t imagine the pain but I pray you heal. And find the will to smile someday. I remember a woman in my former church who put her baby down on her bed and went to the bathroom to have her bath. She returned to a dead baby and no possible explanation as to why it happened. It was a nightmare. This was not written by me but by a mother, Jennie who lost her baby due to SIDS (Sudden Infant Death Syndrome). Read more from her HERE When you have seen a baby dead in a cot It is hard to put another baby in one When you have seen your daughter dead in her cot It is hard to put another of your daughters in one How am I to look in…

In Loving Memory of Daniel Emmanuel Nyako

Follow my blog with Bloglovin This is a heartbreaking story of a Nigerian soldier who lost his life fighting for this country. Lance Corporal Daniel Emmanuel Nyako was part of the special forces at the forefront of the Boko Haram menace in Borno State. I got to know about him from Debbie. She is a fan of this blog and a friend. She uses the alias Double Dee and you might have come across her comments in some posts. Daniel Emmanuel Nyako was her elder brother and she is shattered by his painful departure. Many soldiers have gone and no one really commemorates them or remembers them. They fight to make sure we live and they die while giving us our peace. There’s a lot of politics involved and sadly, these men and women are often times caught up in the fire by giving up their lives for us. I have…

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