Sharon was almost done dressing, she just needed to choose the right set of earrings and necklace to go with the armless green blouse and black jean. She drew out her jewelry box from the second drawer, very conscious of the death trap in the first. She picked up a flower shaped earring designed with some shiny green stuff that looked like some form of precious stone, and advanced with it to the standing mirror. The image she caught on he mirror made her heart sink. “I’m going out with Dave on a date tonight. Sha Sha, how does this look on me?” Blessing asked. Her sister hardly talked to her. They could spend months in silence, even as they shared the same bedroom. It bothered her a lot because Blessing was all she could call a role model but Blessing didn’t seem to be bothered that they…
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…
Protected: To Tame A Virgin #12
To Tame A Virgin #3
Read previous episodes here Temi?” Uyi tapped softly on Temi’s bedroom door and waited as he heard shuffling. The door opened from within and Temi stepped out, a hanky over her nose. “Were you crying?” She sniffed. “No.” “I’m sorry I laughed… I didn’t mean to.” “It’s okay. I made a fool of myself. I don’t know why I did that. You must think I’m a crazy, horny girl now.” “We all get horny. But yes, you’re crazy.” She playfully hit him with a smile. “I have to go,” he said. “Okay, lemme get my sweater and walk you.” She retreated into the bedroom and returned with a sweater. “Uyi,” she bit her lip and played with her fingers, “I’m sure you think I’m crazy about you, with the perfume and the kiss earlier… I like you but not like that. Like I said, I don’t know what I…
Fish Brain Clan (9) Habeeba
HABEEBA Tuesday Evening. Kaduna I walked into Baba’s room. He was seated on his bed, counting the beads on his Tesbi, praying silently. I turned away and walked back to the sitting room. It had been a long day and a very bad one. After what I went through with Kabir, all I wanted to do was remember the opulence I saw in his family’s mansion. It was a sad reminder of the kind of life I didn’t have, the kind of life I desperately desired. From the polished marble floors to the lavish walls and furniture, everything overwhelmed me. I wanted very much to get a tour of the whole mansion but Kabir was more interested in getting me into his room. I had been drawn in by deep, exotic fragrances of the orient and had my eyes being caressed by thick, rich curtains with shimmering gold trimmings. That…