Bene was done with the teasing; she wrapped her leg over his to pull him towards her. Her lips pressed against his. The kiss was soft at first, then hungry. She kissed him hard, her tongue slipping between his lips as the heat within her increased...
Another December don reach again… Mama Ngozi don begin her drama. Person no fit hear word for compound again. Normally mama Ngozi dey cause trouble from January to December, but na for December everybody for the compound dey feel am pass...
Walking home, Tunmise had to block out the subtle hoots from guys across the street as they passed by. They were not to blame; her dress was just too short and sexy. The attention she drew made her feel a newfound confidence. When she got to her...
Ebube and Elechi turn a parked car into a scorching hookup, even though she’s a cop and he’s drowning in family drama. After the high, he spirals back into grief and suspicion over Aunty Irene’s poisoning and Raymond’s murder. He storms Itor’s...
The world seemed to tilt. Esan sat up quickly, running his hand over his face. “No. No, Joyce, you can’t be serious.” “I am,” she whispered. “A couple of days, that’s all I’ve got, it’s an immediate transfer.” Esan’s hands curled into fists. Pain...
Before I look front, look back, policemen don jack me put inside hilux. I begin shout say I no follow. Na as I enter the Hilux, I realise say na Okada men dey come pack for junction that night, because almost all my colleagues wey we dey stay for...
Dumbfounded and not knowing what questions to ask her crying acquaintance, with passerby beginning to pay attention to them, Leah opted to take Tunmise away from public eyes. She quickly whispered in her ears for them to leave the public before they...
A young girl named Nuella is haunted by a mysterious, ghostly figure in her room, whispering her name and stirring fear deep in the family home. Meanwhile, her father, Jonathan, navigates the pressures of finishing an ambitious bridge project while...
Matthew winced, guilt settling in his chest. “I tried, Ann. I really did. But the director wouldn’t budge.” Her laughter was bitter, devoid of humour. “Tried? Did I send you to try or get it done? That’s not good enough, Matthew. Not good enough at...
As I flip through the pages of my okada experience diary, I see another date wey I circle. This one make me burst laugh, I label am as delivery knack. That particular day plaster for my mind. One of my regular customer wey I dey carry well well call...
