RED FURY
IT BEGAN WITH FIRE AND BLOOD...A detective is saddled with unravelling the mystery behind the most mind-bending serial killing of all time. Someone is out for blood, and that person seems to be anyone they chose to be.…
IT BEGAN WITH FIRE AND BLOOD...A detective is saddled with unravelling the mystery behind the most mind-bending serial killing of all time. Someone is out for blood, and that person seems to be anyone they chose to be.…
What if hold open the door,Let you walk in just so you'd know-You're everything I've waited for;Perhaps I'd start with whispers low.'til I find the voice to tell you,Could I just show you it's all true?…
They are here. They are everywhere. They are are gods, more or less.Sean Tolbert survived an accident and began a journey into the supernatural part of himself that was never supposed to surface. He must learn how his abilities can help solve the recent serial murders he could predict but never stop, who he is, who his true friends are, and the identity of his enemies too.…
Muscle Memory*****...right in that moment, locked against him, staring into his deep brown eyes, watching a smile form on his plush lips as he leaned towards her, she did what felt natural, he led, she followed, just like in a dance, they kissed. It might have been the fact that she was a bit tipsy, but she knew what she did and she remembered wanting to do it above all else...*****Dave, A surgical intern; Grace, a professional dancer. Years ago, they had known each other as dance partners and had won competitions together. Things got better, then sour, bones were broken, hearts too, a life was lost. Fate finally brings them together again; this time, Grace is an amnesia patient. With her memories of the hurts all lost, and Dave, now a better man, can they finally work it out?Are the pains are just waiting for one familiar torch, a swirl, a bounce, a little something to jar some muscle memory?What does it take to make one remember what you never knew was forgotten?…
a collection of odd short stories...…
Aminat jumped from her bed the instant the concussive sound reached her ears, a sweaty hand grabbed hers which hung freely by her side from the lower four poster bed, she flinched at first but realised it was Lucia. "Slush! Don't shout." Lucia whispered as she rolled from the bed and crouched toward the glass window. Two silhouette cuddled together on a bed opposite theirs shivered, it was dark, light was out, it was a foolish idea to even attempt to switch a lamp on. Whatever it was she needed to know."What is it?" she asked, instinctively reaching for her shawl. Her attempted was interrupted with a gunshot and the blood curdling shriek of a girl. "Pleeese!"...WHERE GIRLS DISAPPEARED IN ONE NIGHT......the story of martyrdom, of love, of the stolen, the lost, and their freedom......CHIBOK...Comments on CHIBOK by @Nigerians_community in The Nigerians Book Awards.This book! Awesome! Very awesome! The descriptions are one of a kind, so vivid and imaginable. The use of words and vocabulary is very adequate and interesting. The title is even catchy and everything about the book screams Nigerian. It is one that any reader would definitely want to finish no matter what. Kudos to the writer!! I'm proud and I'm so glad to have judged this book else I wouldn't have got to know about such a good book. I can hardly find any mistake in it, it's beautifully and awesomely written. CHIBOK is a must read book, a must finish book and it's my own winner❤.THANKS ALOT @lazypenNaija and @ ur_favouritexx…
...are you afraid of the dark?When Hope Mark lost her foster mother to cancer and had to move to a new school, she never thought much of SANTA MARIA HIGH. Other than the fact that the fact that the school was in the most beautiful Manor, with tall marble statues, nothing stood out as odd, except the name which does sounds corny.But the shadows in SANTA MARIA HIGH had been waiting for her...In this story, you'll glimpse life in a boarding school; you'll meet a girl, a twenty-one-year-old cat, and a lightning a struck chapel where you'll never find God....my best work yet!Warning: an exciting read, but definitely not for the faint of heart.…
...just words, with more meaning than length can tell, just like the heart. We call them poems, but I tag it, 'the blue'...…
This is a poem for a continent of valour.…
A short story......all about fairies, and Winter, and Christmas, and Santa...…
KHALIQ OF MEORYou must have heard the story, of lords and Princes, nomads, druids and freemen, of panthers and dragons, elves and sirens. Of lands of gods, and land they've abandoned.The panther warriors are better known as the blacks, each is a twine of man and beast, they are born to serve till death, or so we were told. Khaliq steps into this world of servitude ever thirsty for vengeance for his people. His latest mission was assassinating the Lord of the Northern nomads who had gone hostile to the rule of the Emperor. But in a world of treachery and manipulations, tasks are never as simple as they appear. How would he locate the rebels which remained unseen, what truth would he uncover and how far would he go to enact the will of the Prince, save the life of his panther and avenge the massacre of an entire tribe?…
It was supposed to be his first day in a new school...…
A faith-themed poetry.…