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Been a ghost reader for too long. Heck! Soul, you wan kee person with suspense nii..



Biko, comman finish what you've started ooo..

Happy belated birthday.

Wow I enjoy every bit of the story big up to the writer more grace to u bro..... And happy birthday to you wishing you long life and prosperity many happy returns of the day in good health and wealth sorry it's coming late

Big up bro..waitin 4 next update like waitin 4 my ticket to enter(e remain one game)

I knew it.... Pastor Okrika is the devil.... Souloho19, pls come and update o

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Big up bro..waitin 4 next update like waitin 4 my ticket to enter(e remain one game)

hope you go remember me when e click ba

Happy Birthday

awwwn, I missed ur birthday souloho!
my apologies oo...better late right?
so,here goes.

Happy Belated Birthday dear Mr twist
...hope u had a fantastic one!!?

may God's grace increase upon ur life and may ur AWESOME talent take you to places beyond ur imagination! Amen.....stay witty!!

Happy Birthday souloho1. More awesome years to come. More blessings from above

Mr Soul, have you read THROUGH VIOLET EYES by STEPHEN WOODWORTH? Your work remind me of the book. But please and pleaseeee, don't kill Osi as he killed Dan.

HAPPY BIRTHDAY!
May the Good Lord bless your new age and grant you all your heart desires.

Happy birthday bro

Thanks for your wishes FAM..so sorry I can't quote you like I'd love too..I have to manage my battery...also pardon any grammatical error you might come across..cause I didn't proof read it.
been having electrical problems here as usual..

It must be a dream. It had to be a nightmare Amara panted as she ran as fast as her legs could carry her. She was quite fast and had been one of the fastest girls in the village in her younger days but now she was almost paralyzed by fear but she maintained her pace, one leg in front of the other, then another and another....
The problem was Batholomew had known what he was doing..he has gotten her really deep into the woods and when she had taken of she had ran the other way..which was deeper into the woods.
Unless she would double back and pass him and head towards the market square and human life, she was stuck in this big forest with the devil.
It occurred to her there was another route that led to the stream from this other end. But the problem was no one really used that path again and it was almost impassable if not completely so as it was hardly used and she doubted she could locate it in the dark.
The trees offered some kind of blanket and partially blocked the little light emitted by the quarter moon.

"Bi*ch! I'm going to harm you...I'm going to make you wish you were never born..you shouldn't have done that!!"
Batholomew sounded so close she almost looked back in fright.
However she knew a worse fate than what befell the wife of Lot awaited her if she looked back and was caught and so she increased her speed, although she was on her highest gear.

She had only a split second to make a decision when she approached a clearing. Two paths, she had to follow one.
One would definitely lead to the stream which could mean safety although she remembered the path as sloped and full of rocks.
The second path...would lead to nowhere in particular...just deeper into the woods meaning she would be caging herself further.

There was no time to think. Batholomew was behind her and he sounded too close. She chose the right path and she prayed it was really the 'right' path.
She continued running through the woods in the dark with Batholomew getting closer with each second and shouting obscene words after her.

It took less than a minute for her to realize that she had taken the wrong path.
But one thing..her mother's grave site was somewhere along this way.
She needed her mother's protection..even if she was late and if Bartholomew caught up to her....

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Dé Nwachukwu and the two girls had run after Osi. But maybe Dé Nwachukwu saw them for the first time, or maybe it was when they overtook him and he stated at them that it occurred to him they shouldn't be here. It was wrong on so many levels. They were chasing a killer someone who raped young girls like them..they shouldn't be here. And if anything happened to his Amara...they must never see her in any bad state.
He shook his head determinedly. No..nothing was going to happen.
He stopped both girls.
"Joy Oluchi...go back to the village before we get deeper into the woods"
"But papa-"
"But sir-"
"Go now! Go and wake up the whole village...tell them pastor Batholomew has gone mad!" He cut short their protest and the urgency in his voice got to him.
They turned on their heels and took off running in the other direction.
"Papa be careful"
"Go...go!"

He was an old man and he could not keep up with Osi he could hardly see the man. The pastor's long legs ate up the ground and the speed which each leg landed was something else.
Dé Nwachukwu could only see momentary glimpses of his form. The pastor seemed to know where he was heading and Dé Nwachukwu followed.
The worry was eating him alive.
He couldn't help himself anymore: "Amara! Amara!"

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Contrary to what Dé John thought, Osi didn't really have any idea the direction he was going..he freed his mind and tried to listen to any direction from his spirit but either he was too distracted or his spirit was crippled with fear because he got nothing! Still he ran.

When Dé Nwachukwu shouted her name, he joined him shouting at the top of his voice: "Amara! Amara!"

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The devil couldn't believe it! At first he thought it was a trick of the wind..he didn't just hear someone shout Amara's name but few seconds later he heard it again.
He could swear that was pastor Osi's voice. He should have killed the obstacle when they were under the same roof!
The voice was enough to inject fresh action in his legs and he tripled his speed and when he was few steps away, he took a giant leap.
He caught her and knocked her down.
She let out a blood curling scream...


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Osi heard the scream..and his heart rate doubled..as a matter of fact his breathing seized...
He couldn't be too late...no way...no!!!
He ran like a mad man heading towards the direction the scream had come from. It didn't sound too far.

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Amara had entered the clearing and could see her mother's grave site just ahead.
When Batholomew leaped on her, she screamed at the top of her voice..she had heard the voice and she dared to hope...
Bartholomew had long lost any sense of restraint long ago...in short he seemed to have lost all manner of reasoning.
He sat on her, gave her a stinging slap and spat venomous words in her face.."you b*tch...you're going to pay!"

He lifted up her gown, tearing it roughly..

The pain was blinding as he drove his fingers roughly into her...

Nice.... We are expecting more.. Thanks

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Pastor okrika don high,thanks for the update.

this is epic

na wa o I am short of words

I can just imagine the trauma she will go through remembering the events of this night all through her life.

wow wow wow. oga souloho this ur story na sumtin else kudos to you man have a lovely day

This Souloho sef...what kinda suspense is this sef? Ahn ahn, it's too much nau I want more!

Best story on NL!
Best Suspense/Thriller Writer!
I doff my hat 4 u baba!
Give us more!!!

Oh no!!!! not what I was expecting to happen. Oh no!!!! not what I was expecting to happen.

See as I dey run with pastor Osi...choi!
Souloho, just kill me abeg.

Souloho, come update The last update got my heart racing...

Here.

Nice story.

Good read.

Thanks Man.

pastor bath is the killer

Danm the suspense its kill, bring on SOULOHO!!! Bring on, can't wait anymore, ah!!! My sweet AMARA ah!!!!

Nt Amara plsssss