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Biyankavitch #3

Tanko’s shocking return had awakened the entire Bahago family. They had gathered around him like he was the eighth wonder of the world. This was a man that had disappeared and had been buried; five years he was gone, but here he sat amongst them, in flesh and blood. He was not the Tanko they knew, but he was the son and brother they had lost. For Tsakani, he was unreal. This had to be his twin. Someone was screwing with her head. If she could have fainted a second time, she would have, and maybe awoken to find it was all a dream; but not to see his face searching hers curiously as he had done. But all she could do was take in every detail about him she could absorb, starting from his head to his feet, and then she would stop and shiver. If he looked at…

Stranger In Lagos #5

HALIM “Paul, please stop…” His lips were between mine, his hand underneath my dress, his body pressing into me. Weeks of seduction had led me here – but not as an unwilling subject. On my own, I followed Paul to this hotel room, after falling heedlessly for his charm. I knew it would lead to this but I did nothing to stop it. Now, my hypocritical conscience was ringing a bell in my head as thoughts of Eben crossed my mind. “You know I can’t, Paul.” My words were weak, as was my resistance. I was pushing away from him but halfheartedly. My body had been persuaded into this moment, and I knew that it would take only Eben himself bursting in through the door to stop me from being ravished by Paul. It was affection I had been looking for when Paul came into my life. Although everything seemed…

Biyankavitch #1

For everyone who missed when I first published this, I’m sharing this first episode of Biyankavitch again. There was a major downtime from my host and I lost some posts. I apologize for the inconvenience. The gangly policeman who wore his beret on his forehead and went about with droopy shoulders was going to kill somebody tonight. It didn’t matter who. He was going to wrap long fingers around somebody’s neck and smother them for waking him up from a much-desired nap. He hadn’t winked an eye in three days. From a sick toddler, to a troublesome wife, a desk plagued with cases and a boss that ordered him around like an errand boy, the man had had to endure more than he normally took. The station was understaffed and so he found himself doing the job of two or more police officers. Sometimes, it felt like he was carrying…

Stranger In Lagos #3

For everyone who asked for a marathon… Don’t come and ask me again o 😀 HALIM My office is quiet. The usual noisemakers whose cubicles are separated from mine by thin glass partitions have all stepped out to celebrate a colleague’s birthday. Normally, I would be there with them, heading the throng, my voice being the loudest. But I give the birthday colleague a gift and apologize for not going with them. As they leave, I recline my back on my chair and lift my eyes to the ceiling, spinning in a slow circle. The calm, white lighting and the soothing sound of soul music playing somewhere in the hall soon lulls me and I fall into a catnap. My weekend had been awful, beset with tears and insomnia. This isn’t exactly rest but it’s the closest thing to peace of mind in more than twenty-four hours. I am…

Dear High Mistress #19

“Is it just me or that was pretty intense?” Salma, face buried in a pillow, laughed. “What’s funny?” She lifted her head and angled it in Raji’s direction. “You were trying hard not to cum.” “Considering the first session in the parlor didn’t last two minutes, I’d say I tried in this one nau.” “Give or take, five minutes. I’ll give you a poor three over ten.” “Three? All that banging and pounding for a measly three?” “Well, I didn’t cum.” Raji stared down at his penis. “You betrayed me, boy.” Salma laughed. “I and the little betrayer here need a short break and we’ll be back to the Raji you used to know.” “Don’t sweat it, player.” Salma lifted her body to a sitting position. “Shit happens.” “Shit doesn’t happen to me. You know that. I’ve just been off duty for a very long time.” “Story.” “I’m serious. There’s…

Dear High Mistress #11

I apologize for this coming today. Network issues ? Read the previous episode of Dear High Mistress   On the night that Folarin’s mother passed away, he was with her. None of the family members were present. He had asked them all to go home. Nobody sensed what was about to happen. The old woman seemed in good spirits. The doctors said she was leaving the next day. The brain hemorrhage that had caused her to pass out in her bathroom and landed her in the hosa month ago was now managed and she was good to go. Everyone expected her back home and in good health. They had all missed her; everyone except Folarin who stood staring at her while she slept. And as if she sensed it, she opened her eyes and asked why he was standing by the window. Normally he would sit beside her and watch…

The Marriage Ultimatum #21

Hiya! This is Sally. Short message before you read this final episode of The Marriage Ultimatum. I’ll be out of here until further notice. When I return, you’ll get to have your copies of In The Name of Papa. I promise! Enjoy the dry spell and know that I’m returning with double the fun. Maybe even triple 😉 I love you and I’ll miss you. ♥ He had gotten back to their hotel room and found her gone. She had taken only her handbag and phone with her. The suitcase she’d brought along had still been in the closet. He had tried her number—over and over—but it had remained switched off. He had looked everywhere he could think of that night for her. When he couldn’t find her, he’d returned to spend the night at the hotel and had taken the first flight back to Praia the next…

Dear High Mistress #10

Comfort took everything in. The hurtful words. The blame. The anger. She let it all fall on her without throwing a retort. She knew she deserved it. She blamed herself, even more than he did. “You’re irresponsible!” Raji stated. “Do you even know what a child lock is there for?!” Comfort sank deeper into her self-condemnation. She should have fixed the child lock when it started misbehaving. The thing had developed a habit of switching on and off and locking her in the car whenever it chose to. But she had been too busy to fix it. And then later on, she had felt it wasn’t necessary to do so since Raheem was away at Salma’s for an extended period. She had planned to fix it the moment he got back. Nevertheless, she felt it was no excuse for her error. A good mother always foresaw danger and prepared for…

The Marriage Ultimatum #20

♥ Kaine felt a gratification she had not expected to feel. She had just given herself to the man she loved. She had confessed her love to him. The love that still and would always beat in her heart for him. She had experienced passion that she’d never experienced before in her life. She had felt the tender touch of a man like she would never again want to feel from another man. She had revelled in the joining of his body with hers; had cried out with that pleasure as their bodies became one with the spiralling throes of passion that had washed over them. She had loved and had been loved in return—even without the words of love. Yet despite all of that love and amazing experience, the man her heart beat for stood at the end of the bed staring at her with eyes blaring…

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