Wednesday, 30 December 2015


Tyrohk Stared down from the hill top. A large crowd of citizens had gathered at the gates of the palace. He could sense the confusion and fear in the air. The place was ripe for the taking, He thought. He could almost feel the contours of the Kulgan Blade against his fingers. It was his birth right, it was his destiny. His time had come, finally he would reclaim what had been denied  him for more than a millenium.

Friday, 25 December 2015


The sound of their chants filled his ears. His arms felt  heavy from holding them up for so long.He didn't know which was worse, the intense heat of the mid day sun or the pain in his head.


Thursday, 24 December 2015


 I wondered what other trick life could ever play on me.

Hope was not glad to see me, especially not in the circumstances of our meeting. She was no longer hope, she was now Celia and she was rich. It was her money Daniel had been showering on me. She walked me out of her house, and told me never to come back. Life was so cruel. I cried all the way back to my hostel, cursing the day I was born.

Wednesday, 23 December 2015


Amaka is naked in front of her dressing mirror.
The self-proclaimed Queen of the Night has  a worried look on her face.  She closely studies her reflection as if searching for something in particular.

Tuesday, 22 December 2015


My elder sister went to the police station the next day, and reported the case. All the men including the land lord were arrested. Two days later they were bailed and the landlord gave us the remainder of our rent and sent us packing. The matter died at the police station. I decided that I was going to become a lawyer.

Monday, 21 December 2015


Thari felt the tip of the blade prick her flesh.

"Just get it over with" she winced. There was almost no fear in her, just raw anger.

" Brave," came Muuaji's breath against the side of her face. "Very brave. I'm almost tempted to grant you your wish"

" Mistress? A Kivuli shadow said hesitantly. To the rest of the world, all  Kivuli looked the same. But Muuaji had long learned the art of identifying every one of her brothers. This one, was a high ranking warrior. She would know, she trained him.

"....we have the advantage" he continued awkwardly. " We should kill the High Queen, and make our escape"

Sunday, 20 December 2015


My name is Joy, funny how my name sounds to me, when I tell you my story, maybe you would understand the irony of my name. I was born into the home of a military officer, and my mother was a trader. The fourth child, in a family of six (as it was back then).

Friday, 18 December 2015

Diary of a hustler

“E be like say you don dey mad!!! Abeg give me my money.." Gladys shouted, holding Damian by his trousers. He looked down at her, considering how small she was compared to him. But he couldn’t blame her. He owed her 700 naira, for about a month now. She ran a small bukka on the next street, and he had been hiding from her for the last week. Today she had come to his house very early, just as he was preparing to go out.

Thursday, 17 December 2015


The baby cried, and Oge knew he was hungry. She sat down, and thought about how bad her life had become. She tried to console the child, but he wouldn’t stop crying. She didn’t bother giving him her breasts to suckle, as she had stopped producing milk over three days ago. How would she, when her last meal had been about five days ago, when one family had taken pity on her and given her some bread. She had been surviving on just water, and her strength was already beginning to fail her.

Monday, 14 December 2015


Lord Zahr materialised inside the throne room. The High Queen did not approve of such use of magic within the palace walls. But this was different. He had a bad feeling, he hoped to the gods he was wrong.

All was silent.

Friday, 11 December 2015


I walked away from the fire, with the wind against my face. I am glad for the wind. The fire would burn brighter and hotter. I willed myself not to turn back, not to look back. The only thing that should remain of the place I once called home, should be ashes.

I didn't care that it was my sweat that was burning down, didn't care that all I nurtured and treasured was in there. I just didn't care.

Monday, 7 December 2015


THE earth rumbled underneath them. Mallish was amazed at how the Rahbrocs travelled. He had heard that they burrowed deep into the ground and moved at incredible speed. With their large claws, they could tear through the soil ripping past the roots of large trees like butter.

Sunday, 6 December 2015


Pedro paced up and down his living room. Tomorrow was the day, and he was yet to come up with a plan. He had gotten some plans from his friends, but none of them seemed to be what he was looking for. It had to be special, nothing outrageaous like what he reads on those news blogs, but he had to get it right.

Thursday, 3 December 2015


Muuaji stood at the mouth of the cave  staring at the vast number of soldiers before her.There were easily over a hundred thousand of them.More than enough to take the palace.

Wednesday, 2 December 2015


Okay, maybe I was a little too presumptious with Mr Movie Guy. I guess I just assumed he was....well,..."Responsible"....(is that the word I should use?I mean, he's got a great job at OLX,he's God fearing, and he's got amazing abs. So I'm guessing you guys want to know what's wrong with him. All these mumu people for this blog are probably going; "Alexa, wetin come do this one again nau?"


Tuesday, 1 December 2015


Their uncle was by their door again four days later. Three times in one week, after six years of not caring whether they lived or died. Zaire was not sure what to make of it. Christy on the other hand, knew exactly what to make of it.

Sister Priye 2

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