short stories
Though the inhabitants are distinguishable by the names they call themselves, South side people, West side people. It is really just a small town separated by a flowing river cutting through the…
“He touched me with the tip of his extension and I knew that something deep had gone into me. It was only the tip but it was deep. I gasped in ecstasy…
“Yooooooooooo! I’m back, my precious babies. Did you all miss me? I know I did. Regina, Prisca, Olive, Mide, Sade, Lateefah, Aisha, Blessing, and of course, my sacred Omo.” He turned round…
“Shhhhhh…” Mama gestured to me to keep quiet. “Don’t make a single sound, Ebere. Don’t move.” “Mom, I want to pee. I’d hurry to the bathroom and be back before he arrives.”…
“Do you love me?” “Yes, I do,” I replied fiercely. My eyes were burning with the sting of pain, hurt, and regret. Of course, it was nothing physical, just a rollercoaster of…
“Hello” “Hello,” I spoke into the speaker for the umpteenth time. “Are you still there?” There was a loud pause on the other end of the receiver, followed by uneven breathing, like…
When I saw the video of prisoners jumping out of Oko prison here in Benin City I laughed. “How foolish do these people think we are?” I asked my friend Femi who…
The hand came down like a boulder and Wunpolop had only a second to protect himself before fingers closed around him. Curling into a ball ensured that his spikes were ready when…
They gathered us in one room. Standing around, we all looked like colorful birds in our different school uniforms. No one had told us why we were there and I really wanted…
Remember your feminist ancestors The story of princess Yennenga is Indeed an African adaptation of the popular “they lived happily ever after” fairytale. A story that speaks of strength, love, skillful doggedness,…