Tnks for the update

ah ah souloho, all ds short short updates u are sharing, is nt good o

Souloho19..... Well-done still eagerly waiting for another update

Souloho19 where is u na?

niphmmy:
ah ah souloho, all ds short short updates u are sharing, is nt good o

AS IN EEEHHHNNN!!, I NO UNDERSTAND OO. SOU which way na

Souloho19 weldone!!!....... More grease to ur elbow.....

Ghost mode deactivated... Souloho19 you are d best...

Souloho 19..... Terrific work Bro..... Meneski and Creeza How far

Tuhndhay:
Souloho 19..... Terrific work Bro..... Meneski and Creeza How far

... Bro am gud, hw is you?

Unpredictable as ever. Just when I thought things were winding down. Souloho19 you're too much

Dotwillis1:



please leave the writer to take his time to think and write.

You think its even easy to type?

i knw it aint easy buh delayin us 4 lyk a wik it 2 much nau

great update bro nd try to continue wit dis pace

I Have wondered who has the small feet. I hope paul, olu and joy can help De'. Soulo19 please keep update comming. Great work.

Lovely update. More grace.

nice update. more ink to your pen

Oga Souloho ooooooo!!!!, abeg na giv us da next bomb wey go blow emm allllll.

emmyN:
Unpredictable as ever. Just when I thought things were winding down. Souloho19 you're too much

thanks brother...I also think things are winding down but it seems they want to wind up first..

Souloho19 No Update 2dae

iamloyalty:
I Have wondered who has the small feet. I hope paul, olu and joy can help De'.
Soulo19 please keep update comming. Great work.

gracias dear, thanks for still following...I appreciate ur loyalty

Tuhndhay:
Souloho 19..... Terrific work Bro.....

thanks bro I appreciate your comment

Honeydawealth:
Souloho19 weldone!!!....... More grease to ur elbow.....

thanks oyinda...Jah bless you

ADECULATE:
Souloho19 where is u na?

I'm ryt here...not going anywhere again...till this is over...thanks for staying close

Bestie93:
Souloho19..... Well-done still eagerly waiting for another update

thanks bestie..I appreciate..update coming in a bit

niphmmy:
ah ah souloho, all ds short short updates u are sharing, is nt good o

lol...ma bi nu jo

cerowo:
Tnks for the update

you're welcome...here's another...tnx for reading

mzposhberry90:
Ghost mode deactivated... Souloho19 you are d best...

thanks for deactivating...Jah bless

Souloho19 weldone! Thanks for the update. Cc DeadRat

Patotelli:
Oga Souloho ooooooo!!!!, abeg na giv us da next bomb wey go blow emm allllll.

my guy the bomb is dropping...but I'm not a terrorist o.. thanks bro

Queensiju:
Lovely update. More grace.

gracias Queen...Jah bless

Brendy01:
nice update. more ink to your pen

thanks dear..I appreciate

Mr soul, drop it like it's hot, I see where this story is going, you are a genius bruh I like what u did to the story, big ups bro following u as always

souloho19:


thanks brother...I also think things are winding down but it seems they want to wind up first..

The knock froze every one in their tracks. At first it sounded like a sound from far away and not from the door leading to the living room and after some seconds of silence Bartholomew resumed applying pressure on the old man's throat.

By this point Dé Nwachukwu was about to give up the ghost. But then the knock sounded again, sharp and longer.
The sound caused Batholomew to jerk in shock. He obviously thought whoever had been at the door had left. The sudden movement freed a little space and Dé Nwachukwu tried to shout although it was almost impossible. His throat was raw and it came out as a hoarse whisper.
"H-elp! Help!"

°••°•••
Did you hear that?" Joy asked
"Hear what?" Oluchi asked clearly confused.
"Look can we get the hell out of-" Paul whined
"Shhhhhsh" Joy interrupted him rudely, raising her hand sharply.
The trio fell silent as their ears perked up.
surely they heard a faint voice. A voice Joy recognised immediately as Dé nwachukwu's her father!
"He...lep me..please..."
There was a sudden silence as though he had been shut up via violence.
"that's my father!" Joy screamed.
She attacked the door, hitting with her fists and palms, trying to force it open
They heard raised voices...or a raised voice, a voice that sounded very crazy and frustrated.
"Oh my God...Paul break down this door!" Oluchi yelled at her brother.

°•°•°•°•
Dé Nwachukwu felt his throat burning. It was literally on fire yet he somehow managed to speak out. It was an intended shout yet it was just a little louder than his first whisper. The result was a blinding pain in his throat that made him feel like he forced a ball of fire down his throat.
Bartholomew grew more enraged. He hit Dé Nwachukwu on the back of his head with his elbow causing the elder to collapse on the floor.
"I'm going to beat you to death! You old bastard!"
"Bart-" Sofiri began worriedly
"Stay out of it!" Bartholomew barked. He kicked the elder in his midriff.
"Old son of a bitch..what do you know about pa Kenneth and his sons?!"
"Bart, I think someone is at the-"
there was a loud crash on the door. Someone was trying to force it open.

°•°•°•°•
"I think we should all leave the pastor to rest well and recover" Pa Kenneth interrupted Jelemba for the second time that afternoon.
"I agree...we have to be on our way also...there's so much to be done" Dé John added causing Osi to also glance at his feet and check his size. He didn't trust anyone anymore.

"Actually I'm okay...and I really want to hear what Jelemba came to tell me" Osi said hastily.
"What exactly is it you have to say?" Dé john asked irritably.
Something in his voice(maybe the irritation) seemed to get to the young boy and a spark suddenly entered his eyes and he found his voice.
"When the dibia was summoned, that night Papa Kenneth visited his hut, he brought a satchel of tobacco while they smoked it I overhead him instruct the dibia to declare Okudili as the man behind the crimes!" He had rushed the words out, as if scared that he would run out of courage if he spoke slowly. However the only thing he ran out of was steam and he panted with his tongue out while a stunned silence enveloped the room.
Dé john was the first to speak after some seconds he blinked rapidly and looked at his leader.
"Elder.. Papa what is he saying? What does he mean?"
Pa Kenneth was silent. but there was a movement in his cheek as he worked his jaw.

Osi began to feel like Sherlock Holmes...he could suddenly see the light.
He could fit all pieces of the puzzle together....
At least he hoped he could...
But one thing was sure...if he could see the full picture his 'resolution' was going to be messed up.

°•°•°•°•
At first Paul rammed his shoulder into the door with as much force as he could muster. He went again, and again, and again...
But the door was too sturdy and he realised his shoulder was more likely to shift from the hinges of its socket first before the door.
He moved back and kicked the door...hard.
It was firmly bolted and apart from making a loud noise he wasn't really making much progress.

Joy was on fire, she emerged from wherever she had disappeared to earlier with a thick branch in her hand. She ran to the window near the door which had to be the kitchen window although she didn't care.
She swung the branch with much force and the glass cracked open immediately she proceeded to climb in through the window but strong arms hefted her back. It was Paul, he held her back and handed her to Oluchi who soothed her while she kicked in resistance.

Paul took off his beloved leather jacket and wrapped it round his hand
He hit the edge of the window frame breaking off the remaining shards of glass that stuck out. He then proceeded to climb through the window.
"Stay here!" He shouted over his shoulder at the two girls.
"Be careful!"Oluchi replied.
"Over my dead body...I'm coming in..that's my father in there!" Joy shouted with much venom.

°•°•°•
Bartholomew was waiting to the side of the window with a pestle in his hand. The moment the jerk crawled through he was going to split his skull open.

Sofiri was tasked with holding the semi conscious elder still across the room.
He called out to his brother.
"Please don't hurt him...he's my very good friend...he's a good guy"
Bartholomew scoffed "you better wake up and behave yourself"

When he heard young joy swear that she was coming in, he almost whistled out in pleasure.
He was really a lucky bastard....
He was going to enjoy this fiery beauty....he could feel it in his cursed loins.

not another rape pls

Now That's what am talking about, good work bro keep d updates coming

souloho19:
The knock froze every one in their tracks. At first it sounded like a sound from far away and not from the door leading to the living room and after some seconds of silence Bartholomew resumed applying pressure on the old man's throat.

By this point Dé Nwachukwu was about to give up the ghost. But then the knock sounded again, sharp and longer.
The sound caused Batholomew to jerk in shock. He obviously thought whoever had been at the door had left. The sudden movement freed a little space and Dé Nwachukwu tried to shout although it was almost impossible. His throat was raw and it came out as a hoarse whisper.
"H-elp! Help!"

°••°•••
Did you hear that?" Joy asked
"Hear what?" Oluchi asked clearly confused.
"Look can we get the hell out of-" Paul whined
"Shhhhhsh" Joy interrupted him rudely, raising her hand sharply.
The trio fell silent as their ears perked up.
surely they heard a faint voice. A voice Joy recognised immediately as Dé nwachukwu's her father!
"He...lep me..please..."
There was a sudden silence as though he had been shut up via violence.
"that's my father!" Joy screamed.
She attacked the door, hitting with her fists and palms, trying to force it open
They heard raised voices...or a raised voice, a voice that sounded very crazy and frustrated.
"Oh my God...Paul break down this door!" Oluchi yelled at her brother.

°•°•°•°•
Dé Nwachukwu felt his throat burning. It was literally on fire yet he somehow managed to speak out. It was an intended shout yet it was just a little louder than his first whisper. The result was a blinding pain in his throat that made him feel like he forced a ball of fire down his throat.
Bartholomew grew more enraged. He hit Dé Nwachukwu on the back of his head with his elbow causing the elder to collapse on the floor.
"I'm going to beat you to death! You old bastard!"
"Bart-" Sofiri began worriedly
"Stay out of it!" Bartholomew barked. He kicked the elder in his midriff.
"Old son of a bitch..what do you know about pa Kenneth and his sons?!"
"Bart, I think someone is at the-"
there was a loud crash on the door. Someone was trying to force it open.

°•°•°•°•
"I think we should all leave the pastor to rest well and recover" Pa Kenneth interrupted Jelemba for the second time that afternoon.
"I agree...we have to be on our way also...there's so much to be done" Dé John added causing Osi to also glance at his feet and check his size. He didn't trust anyone anymore.

"Actually I'm okay...and I really want to hear what Jelemba came to tell me" Osi said hastily.
"What exactly is it you have to say?" Dé john asked irritably.
Something in his voice(maybe the irritation) seemed to get to the young boy and a spark suddenly entered his eyes and he found his voice.
"When the dibia was summoned, that night Papa Kenneth visited his hut, he brought a satchel of tobacco while they smoked it I overhead him instruct the dibia to declare Okudili as the man behind the crimes!" He had rushed the words out, as if scared that he would run out of courage if he spoke slowly. However the only thing he ran out of was steam and he panted with his tongue out while a stunned silence enveloped the room.
Dé john was the first to speak after some seconds he blinked rapidly and looked at his leader.
"Elder.. Papa what is he saying? What does he mean?"
Pa Kenneth was silent. but there was a movement in his cheek as he worked his jaw.

Osi began to feel like Sherlock Holmes...he could suddenly see the light.
He could fit all pieces of the puzzle together....
At least he hoped he could...
But one thing was sure...if he could see the full picture his 'resolution' was going to be messed up.

°•°•°•°•
At first Paul rammed his shoulder into the door with as much force as he could muster. He went again, and again, and again...
But the door was too sturdy and he realised his shoulder was more likely to shift from the hinges of its socket first before the door.
He moved back and kicked the door...hard.
It was firmly bolted and apart from making a loud noise he wasn't really making much progress.

Joy was on fire, she emerged from wherever she had disappeared to earlier with a thick branch in her hand. She ran to the window near the door which had to be the kitchen window although she didn't care.
She swung the branch with much force and the glass cracked open immediately she proceeded to climb in through the window but strong arms hefted her back. It was Paul, he held her back and handed her to Oluchi who soothed her while she kicked in resistance.

Paul took off his beloved leather jacket and wrapped it round his hand
He hit the edge of the window frame breaking off the remaining shards of glass that stuck out. He then proceeded to climb through the window.
"Stay here!" He shouted over his shoulder at the two girls.
"Be careful!"Oluchi replied.
"Over my dead body...I'm coming in..that's my father in there!" Joy shouted with much venom.

°•°•°•
Bartholomew was waiting to the side of the window with a pestle in his hand. The moment the jerk crawled through he was going to split his skull open.

Sofiri was tasked with holding the semi conscious elder still across the room.
He called out to his brother.
"Please don't hurt him...he's my very good friend...he's a good guy"
Bartholomew scoffed "you better wake up and behave yourself"

When he heard young joy swear that she was coming in, he almost whistled out in pleasure.
He was really a lucky bastard....
He was going to enjoy this fiery beauty....he could feel it in his cursed loins.

Wow

Just when i think the writer is rounding up with the story n tying loose ends, he introduces a new twist. Souloho19, you are a beautiful writer

Tanks A Bunch Dearie

Damn. The heat is building up again..

There is fire on the mountain.
Thanks for the update.

Gosh!.. This story is the bomb., I can't help but to hail u souloho. Good job