Sunday, 28 June 2015


I lay on my bed quietly.I must've killed Josh a thousand ways from Sunday....and then some.

Sometimes I wonder how he convinced me to marry him.

 Maybe I was tricked into this marriage, maybe I was drugged. The videos and pictures of the wedding seem alien to me.

I look really happy
Scratch that!

We look really happy. Assuming I believe the smiles on our faces.

These days I don’t know what to believe.

 Eleven years and three and half kids down the line and I find myself wondering what in damnation I was thinking.

 Was I high?

Tuesday, 23 June 2015


"Peter!...Peter!"Bola was frantic as the rest of the group gathered around the now motionless body.

For a few seconds all they could hear was the sound of the clock.

Their eyes scanned each other's faces again.....fearfully.

"Somebody do something!!!"Bola screamed looking around.

The faces that stared back at hers were all frightened.

In a somewhat desperate gesture,Christian  crouched next to Peter's limp form.

"lets check for a pulse"He said as he reached out.

"Don't touch him!!!"She snapped as she smacked his hand away....violently.

The look in her eyes was homicidal.

Sunday, 21 June 2015


"I'm so nervous"Dennis said, as his wife to be placed a reassuring hand on his shoulder.

The air inside the Doctor's office was cool....okay maybe not cool more like chilly.

Dennis had managed to avoid hospital visits for most of his adult life.Except that one time when he hit his head on the bathroom sink.

Now that hadn't been his fault....okay maybe it had been.If he hadn't dropped the damn soap on the floor and attempted the "Shoki" dance in the dark (stupid idea,by the way).

Anyway, that had been the only time,and he still had the stitches to prove it.

Saturday, 20 June 2015


"Stupid Girl!Did your poverty stricken mother ever have a China plate in her life? Ify literally spat out, a spray of saliva shot out of her mouth.
More streams of abuses followed as
Ify yelled and squeezed Ufoma’s ears.

Ufoma was kneeling on the kitchen floor with the broken pieces of the plate scattered around.

It didn’t matter that the plate had slipped out of her hands when some of the hot water which Ify had spilled poured on her legs.

 It didn’t matter that the skin on Ufoma's legs were the hot water touched, was beginning to peel.

Neither did it matter that Ufoma had been forced to kneel on the floor that was littered with shattered fragments of the broken plate.

Thursday, 18 June 2015


"Though I've never spoken to you,It seems I have loved you all my life.Your smile is the most beautiful thing I've ever seen,your eyes are like the love spell of a goddess,the sound of your voice is like the sweet melody of a violin.Why am I saying these things?Why do I sound like a drunken fool?
My heart is yours Zainab A,...from now till the day I heart is yours......!!!"

She realised her heart was racing, it always did when she read his notes.......!!

"Who are you?"She heard her own voice whisper into the morning air as she stood  in the middle of the parking lot of the office complex.

Tuesday, 16 June 2015


"Looks like her....throat's been slashed"Christian's voice said softly. Bola suddenly threw up by the bed.

 "What did you do, Christian???"Victor shouted launching at him with ferocity. ".....It was you...."came Victor's enraged voice as he tried to grapple Christian's throat.

Peter stepped in just in time between the two men. " this nonsense..."Peter said warding Victor off.

 Christian didn't even flinch.

".....he killed her....bastard....he always hated her!!!"

 "....everybody just relax...."Eva said in a small voice.

Bola was still on the ground,face cradled in her palms as silent tremors ran through her body.

Monday, 15 June 2015


"I know what I said....because I was there when I said it" Kente said with the anger still in her voice.

Chris let the silence between them linger for a bit.
Even in anger,she was still witty.It was one of the things he liked about her,besides her beauty and sense of fashion.

But all that didn't seem to matter now.He thought as he stared into the ground between them.

She was starting to cry.
" it occur to you...that maybe...just maybe I might start having feelings"she said staring away from him.

"....but we agreed it was strings attached...we also agreed that in the event that either of us started a serious relationship,....this would end..."Chris responded.

Saturday, 13 June 2015



6 bedroom duplex with three living rooms, seven baths fitted with jacuzzis, a garden, two water fountains, sitting on six acres of land.
asking price 10million naira.

Ngo was pleased, she stroked the curtains which her husband had just hung up. Light shimmered in through the windows. She spinned around dreamily. Her kids would absolutely love their new home. She loved the renovation work that had gone on. The property had been restored but it still had most of it's original woodwork and furniture.

She wondered why nobody had bought this house until she and her husband had come across it. From the moment they set their eyes on it, they knew it was the one. And they got it for such a bargain. They were expecting to pay at least five times the asking price.
The front door opened and she heard a shriek... Her kids were home.

Judith ran down the stairs to the kitchen "mummy junior just ate a cockroach" she screamed. Her mother looked at her "Don't tell tales about your brother Judith" she replied.

Thursday, 11 June 2015


Destiny said something.But Ivy was light years away.She remembered Christie's wedding day,the way the gown flowed on her body,how happy she looked.

It had indeed been a beautiful ceremony.Of course the groom's family had spared no expense.Everything was over the top, from the Wedding gown to the decor.

Ivy remembered her own tears that day,seeing her baby sister walk down the aisle towards the love of her life.

....the love of her life.

Tuesday, 9 June 2015


 He clenched his hands.....tightly.

 His nails bit painfully into his palms almost drawing blood.

Death was a beautiful thing.He thought.

He felt the darkness inside him rising.

He trembled slightly, sweat plastered the singlet unto his skin.

He loved this feeling.

As he stood by her window.

He  looked in and saw her talking to her roommates.

He watched her strip, laughing and at ease.

Death was sweeter when they were beautiful.He thought.

He longed to crush her neck and watch the lights go out in her eyes.

Nothing would satisfy the darkness inside him more .

But now wasn't the time, it wasn't the time. He thought.

He tore his eyes away from her window.

As he walked away from the female Hostel towards  the staff quarters, he felt the darkness again.

The hunger for a kill was stronger.

He needed an escape for the night.

 From a distance, he heard a dog bark.

Then he heard it again.....................!.

 The little pest was barking persistently.

  He strolled towards the barking.

Monday, 8 June 2015


Rufus stared at the document in his hands.

Who would've thought that he'd  own not one, but two Oil Wells in his life time?

He smiled at himself as he stood in the middle of his immaculately furnished office.

"Who would've thought?"he said out loud as he stared out  the window into the city a hundred stories below.

He placed the document on the Fifty Thousand Dollar table and stared at the gold framed portrait on the table.

The smiling faces staring back at him were his most prized possession.

They made having all this wealth worthwhile.

"My wife and son"Rufus said under his breath.

Thursday, 4 June 2015

Wednesday, 3 June 2015


 LAGOS NIGERIA 11:08pm 15th May 2015

Yvette stared at the screen of the television, the network news was on but she neither saw nor heard a thing that was being said. A spider spun its web above her head, by the faint light provided by the only bulb in the living room.

 The living room was in disarray with toys scattered all over the place, a black currant juice box had been toppled, spilling its crimson contents on the beige rug.

Breakfast that morning had been yam and stew, and it was evident as there were pieces of yam on the centre table. The baby lay on the floor bawling and the toddler had rolled herself into a ball and was asleep. The baby cried still.

The Beginning....

Monday, 1 June 2015

MR and MRS

Abbey watches the young girl walk into the sitting room. She has on a short black gown, a belt accentuates her small waist thus emphasizing the flare of her hips.
She has a dazzling smile on her face. Orits offers her a seat, which she takes and crosses her legs exposing some part of her thighs. Abbey nods his head, the girl has beautiful legs.

 At least she looks good Abbey thought. He was doing this for Orits, anything to get her to stop nagging him about being stressed.


An email from a wife to her husband.

I know you're upset.You have every right to be. I know you feel like you've been manipulated,but just know that everything I did was because I love you and the children.
Please don't blame Christie, it wasn't her fault, I talked her into it. I guess being my best friend has it own occupational hazards. I don't know how much she told you, but her having sex with you, was solely my idea not hers.

Sister Priye 2

"So...uh." I began. His good looks were over powering. "" "Black." He replied. "Richard Bla...