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It’s Another Novocaine Saturday #24 – Valentine’s Special

Happy Valentine’s Day! Enjoy the long read. For you mushy people, hold your hankies. For you who love pics, there’s enough to go round. Ekene doesn’t celebrate Valentine’s. He believes that every day is love day if you’re in a relationship. And I can’t counter that, being that he has made me feel like I’m in a romantic novel in which he’s the author and I’m the main character. My time with him has been magical. In my grief, he created rainbows and butterflies. Whenever I wake up and I feel like I can’t handle the weight of losing Peace, I would be consoled by the thought of having to pour out my heart to Ekene. For the longest time, I have felt like I owed him, and to pay the debt, I took an entire week to convert the downstairs guestroom into a man cave for him. He has…

It’s Another Novocaine Saturday #20

There is no love without forgiveness, and there is no forgiveness without love. The above quote was shared on Facebook by my mom when she was struggling with accepting Ndidi into her life. She had told me how she wanted to walk away when the girl surfaced from nowhere. “But where would I go?” Nne asked me as if I had the answer. “Your father is my home, and that home is in my heart, and I carry it everywhere I go.” I was overwhelmed by the profundity of her words. I wanted a love as hers, a heart that could forgive and seek peace no matter what. That day, I made a vow to love Honey the way my mom loved my dad. But there’s an asshole in every man. Nne also said this to me once. This asshole is known to take something good and mess it…

Fated

This story was written by Fortune Ohaegbulam. He’ll feature here from time to time. Please, drop a comment. Thank you! I took a long drag of the cigarette and my lungs almost exploded. It had been a long time I smoked, having made a conscious effort to kick the habit,. However, it seemed the hot sensation coursing through my insides was what my body which had been earnestly screaming for release really needed. I exhaled and immediately asked the kiosk attendant to fix me two shots of locally-brewed gin which I gulped down in one swallow. I almost choked as the liquid threatened to reflux its way back through my oesophagus. I tried to pray; amidst all the madness it seemed the only reasonable thing to do. I wondered if God would hear my prayer with all the drinking and smoking. I only hoped for the sake of Felicia that…

It’s Another Novocaine Saturday #11

She comes to him in the morning. He is barely opening his eyes from a three-hour sleep when he hears a knock on the door. As he drags his feet to the living room, he imagines it is Chichi knocking. It’s something that has played out in his head several times—Chichi standing before him, begging to be let back into his life and him slamming the door in her face. Or it could be Kira coming back to pick a thing or two she left in the house. Last night he dumped her after she admitted, without flinching, that she couldn’t care for Trinity. “I didn’t ask you to fuck her mother without a condom. She’s your problem, not mine. Isolate her from our relationship.” That last line had been the cause for the fight that pushed Kasiobi to isolate Kira from his life entirely. She had cried a little…

When God Overdoes…

This story is gotten from mamalette. If you’re down in the dumps and you think God has abandoned you, read this and renew your faith today. I hope this uplifts someone. When God does, he overdoes it. Good morning! . . . . My husband and I have been married close to 3 years. We live in the US and I have the best health insurance plan there is, my doctors are one of the best at Kaiser, yet no child. I wondered why I couldn’t get pregnant as I remembered how I would get pregnant for my ex boyfriends with ease and I did abort those precious babies with ease as well. I prayed for forgiveness everyday and I promised God that I would never abort a baby again. My pet daughters and family friends would call and say “Aunt I am pregnant and I don’t know what to do”,…

Always One More Time #16 By Temitope Ogunyinka

I apologize for this coming late. The site was slow over the past few days and I had someone working on it all day. It’s a bit better now but we’re still working on it. How was your day, though? Enjoy episode 16 of Temitope’s engaging series. The afternoon sun poured in through the windows and shone on Funlola’s forehead as she washed the dishes in the sink. The least she could do after John made the meal was clean up after the both of them. She was making progress little by little; showing herself useful in the house. Her glass of wine was seated on the counter waiting for her so she could relax in-front of the TV. John never took alcohol but permitted her to have a drink once in a while. Her life was taking a new turn each day. Sometimes it was boring, other days…

The Immortals’ Code #14

Read Previous Episodes Of The Immortals’ Code ELYON VILLA Leonel stood before the entrance door of Igwe’s plain-looking quarters and allowed a soldier frisk him before he was let in through a glass door into a small anteroom. His uncle, Maxwell, who was Igwe’s bodyguard and personal aide, raised a hand to stop him as he neared a door leading to Igwe’s sitting room. “His Excellency is still asleep, Leo; he cannot be disturbed.” “Come on, Uncle Max. I need to see him. It’s seven in the morning.” “Why don’t you come back by ten?” “Work. I’ll be busy then.” “Well, he’s not up yet.” The door connecting to the anteroom opened from Igwe’s sitting room opened and Igwe stuck out his head. “It’s okay, Max.”He looked at Leonel. “Come in, son.” Leonel followed him in and shut the door behind them. Unlike the other ostentatious rooms in the villa,…

The Immortals’ Code #12

THE REFUGE Lanre heard them arguing again. It was the fourth time in three days and they were going at it heatedly. He yawned. He was tired and the meal he just had was getting him lazier. Standing over Kyenpia’s kitchen sink with the tap running and the dishes clanking against each other noisily, he could still hear their raised voices from Kyenpia’s bedroom. The argument was over Kyenpia’s accommodation. Ishi wanted her in a more comfortable place since she was two months gone in her pregnancy but she was insisting that her one-bedroom apartment was okay for her. Lanre supported Ishi on the matter but he didn’t understand why Ishi pressed so hard when the father of Kyenpia’s baby, Leonel, made no move to relocate her to one of his homes on the Island. Everyone knew about Ishi’s intense love for Kyenpia but Lanre felt Ishi was crossing a…

Family Secrets #7 By Kycee Q

The Pregnant wife Captain Efetobo thrust the photo face-down on the shelf and then walked into the bathroom. Those were the good old days, he scolded himself as crossed the slippery room and hung his towel. He has to always remember that. For your own good, fool. Turning on the water, the fragrance of his wife’s soap filled his nostrils. He frowned. It reminded him of the night, he had returned home one evening to find her bathing. From where he had stood watching her through the glass door, he could make out every feature of her body: her smooth long thighs, her buxom backside, the curve of her hips, submerged in front by thick dark pubic hairs. She had her lips parted as the water drained down her soft and tender skin. Her hair now short precisely the way he liked it with her eyes shut to the thrill…

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