Part One Picking up the scraps on the streets of New York City It was hot and humid on another busy day in New York City....
The Contract is a series on BN Prose. Read the first two parts of The Contract HERE & HERE *** Victor pulled his shirt over his...
The water that gushed out of the shower handle diluted her tears, attenuated it, as if it had the right. The stupid liquid, splattering off her...
My madam is not necessarily the easiest person to work for. She has her moments and can be outright crazy. I have come to understand her...
Mum always said I would suffer from a nervous breakdown. She was right about that one. She was right about a lot of things. “You won’t...
{The Contract is a series on BN Prose. Please click here to read part I, if you missed it} *** A heavy blanket of confusion settled...
{Read the preceding parts of this story here} This would be the first time Rotimi is beheading someone. He plugs in his earphones for distraction, plays...
“Were you trying to give me a heart attack when you sent me that text, sir?” Victor asked, laughing. “Oh please,” Chief replied, “I merely asked...
“He doesn’t exist ” Sandra declared and Blessing gasped in faux shock. “I’m sure he’s just a myth and a figment of her imagination.” Sandra continued....
At the mall – as I walked out of the coolness of the complex on my way to the parking lot, happily bearing the weight of...
Click here to read the first part of this story. ***** Not many will understand my story. It plays in my head over and over like...
It was a few days to Valentine’s Day, and on my way home from the NYSC secretariat, I stopped at the bank, to be shocked at...
I roll my eyes at this whole frenzy about Yòrùbá demons. The way Lagosians like to just fixate on one thing ehn? Everyone will just jump...
She was everything I thought a woman should be. She had everything in my approved proportion. The right attitude, the right complexion, a well-toned body and...
She will take one look at me and she will know. Mother will somehow smell it, sense it, feel it. I do not want to go...
Fifi arrived at the restaurant; it had been a long time since she went out on a date. After the break up with her last boyfriend...
I watched him as he sat in my living room; the crossed legs, the erect bearing and his aloof mien spoke of breeding that appealed to...
Kambili caught her reflection in the full length mirror and was instantly moved to tears. She had chosen an ivory gown for her wedding dress which...
“Six thousand Naira,” said the receptionist with a dry voice. Her brown eyes watched Chike, his double chin, his enormous chest protruding through his t-shirt, his...
The camp market in the evening was very interesting. Oluomachukwu didn’t want to go at first because she didn’t know what to expect, but she was...
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