the confession -part 3
The Penitent is beginning to get restless, and the detective Priest is starting to get closer to the truth. The murderer is someone they all know, but who could it be?
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nigerian fiction
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the confession – part 2
Fr Joe takes up the mantle of amateur detective and tries to find out who might have had a grudge against his murdered boss.
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the confession – part 1
Fr Lionel Adesanmi got more than he bargained for with a Penitent who did not come to confess previous sins but to talk about the one he’s about to come. Unfortunately, the Confessor might be just the sin.
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sanguis christi
When the pain started fifteen minutes later, Ope knew something was seriously wrong. She grabbed her belly and managed to stumble out of her chair. The plate of unfinished breakfast fell to the floor with her. She had not been careful, Ope realised that, albeit belatedly.
Lying there on her back on the floor, groaning in pain, she knew she had to call on the only saving grace she had left. She had the blood in her system, after all.
out of body – part 1
When Akpan switches bodies with the most popular girl in school, who also happens to be his nemesis, things do not go as planned. Follow this journey of teenage angst and a hint of freaky Friday flair.
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Evolution – 1
A young Nigerian girl in diaspora returns to the country for her summer break with a bitter heart against her country and family.
the stakeout
Austin groaned. “Bianca darling” he started in a cloyingly sweet tone. “Trust me, zombies only eat brains. And you my dear, are at no risk of them.”
I stifled a giggle while Reese looked offended for some reason.
“Oh, thank God.” Bianca sighed in relief, while I face palmed myself. Seriously?
Reese slapped Austin’s arm. “That was rude.”
the other side of the hill
I grabbed the crawling baby, despite her protests, and I directed Elimu towards the house. Mother was standing there, looking at us, unmoving and silent. Her sad smile was the last thing I saw, before the wooden door shut behind us. I was thankful, when I saw the trap door open. I wouldn’t have to drop the baby first.
I made Elimu go down first, while I made a careful descent behind him.
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ajanaku – part 4
“Father, do you hate me so much? Why are you planning on giving me to those strangers? You do not even know anything about them and their strange customs. What if he takes me across the river, to their lands, only to have me sacrificed to their strange god?”
Ajanaku looked her in the eyes before responding. “Shehu Danta is now a citizen of our land. He has agreed to remain here with you. He is rich, good, and we need his army.”
ajanaku – part 3
Of the trio, only Abeni sported the beautiful facial tribal marks associated with the ancient people of Ilale. Agbonyin was the tallest of the group, with a light skinned feature, typical of the people closer to the Oya River. Agbonyin came from a family of fishermen, unlike the other inhabitants of the town that made their living from farming, tye and dye, hunting, and cloth weaving.