mostob:
following bumper to bumper.
weldone bro

do4luv14:






wetin you find come here , bros

mostob:
i love stories and this one particularly is captivating

do4luv14:



lolzzz

have you read the Delay diagnosis, or man wey dey reason

mostob:
delayed diagnosis, the devil wear okrika,hole in the wall,pohb,tarasha,jailbird... I have read everything

do4luv14:


what about, MAN WEY DEY REASON

Silver1996:
KINGS
EPISODE 218






HIS HEAD HURT TOO MUCH. HIS BODY HURT TOO MUCH. IT SEEMED THAT EVERYTHING HURT TOO MUCH. Slowly, his sense started to send reports back to his brain. There were bruises and cuts and scrapes and maybe some breaks. Carlos kept his eyes closed, not because he didn’t want to see where he was, but he thought it would hurt too much to open them....

Bogier hurt everywhere. His nipples hurt, his toes hurt, his watchband hurt, the elastic in his underpants hurt. His mind hurt. But his chest was the worst...

A dull sciatic ache had settled into Carlos’s left leg..., Ten seconds passed, and then twenty and thirty, and finally the pain started to pull back like the tide going out. It left his fingers first, and then slowly worked its way up his arm. Carlos took a couple of deep breaths and then started to slowly open his mouth...,but his words faded before they could come out...

On Pious signal.., the thug whipped Carlos again and Carlos grunts in pains...

Carlos wince and groan in anger as the cane landed on his back.., then his bare chest...

The thug stopped on Pious signal...

Carlos growl.., A harsh half-stifled yell bouncing out from his mouth.., Every jostle sent ripples of pain through his shoulder, back and neck...

His flesh wound still oozed blood and the entire right side of his body wore a purple-yellow smear of bruise....
Pain sheeted through him with a terrible intensity as he glared at Pious who reciprocated with a taunting smile..
Ignoring the pain in his thigh, the blood seeping from the cut in his left arm, he chuckled...

"How does it feel like chief...? Pious ask moving around him..

Carlos made a low growl again.., he spat blood on the floor...,his eyes sparkling anger... "You wont get away with this.. "he growl

"Get away... !Pious scoffs.... "Am not sure you've realise where you are..., who's coming to find you.., your little police pet or your thugs..., they know very well they can't come here, and your little police friend has been arrested..., the police are searching for you..., this is the only place you're safe.. "

Carlos chulkled... "Torture me all you want..., if you don't kill me, i will make you regret it for the rest of your live... "

"I would have killed you but surely you of all people should understand why i can't have blood on my hands... "

Carlos scoffs... "You already have blood on your hands..., everything that has been happening is your plan.... "

"I didn't kill Ayu.., neither did i kill Mayo.., you did that yourself... "

As Carlos doubled over in pain, Carver karate-chopped the back of his neck....,he groan but didn't give a reply...

"Who would have thought you're capable of killing your own kind... ?

Carlos snarled... "I should have killed you the very first day you set back your foot on this land... "

"But you didn't.., did you...?

Carlos growled

"And do you know why...? Pious added... "Because am already a dead man..., Dead men don't die twice... "

Carlos groan at him but the chains held his hand up...

"Whip him... "

The thug didn't hesitate before he whip Carlos hard....









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With a shrug, Buzo swung his shirt on..., he wore his shoes, pick up his briefcase..
He stood in front of the mirror and preen himself for a while..., he pick up his phone wondering if he should call the lawyer again..

He snort when he felt there was no need for that.., he'd called to inform the lawyer earlier that he was coming.
He preened himself one last time and trot towards the door..., he thought of taking Max with him but he felt the surprise he have for him won't be a surprise anymore if Max were to discover..

Slowly, he turn down the knob...

Jacob face surfaced as the door creak wide open...
Jacob angry eyes fell on the briefcase he was holding.... "Going somewhere father....?

"I thought i warned you not to come here again... "Buzo snarled..

Jacob curled his lips... "Why don't we have a little father to son talk... "

Buzo hissed and try to push him aside but Jacob stiffened body didn't move...

"Out of my way.. "Buzo yelled...

"Not until we talk.. "

"We have nothing to talk about.. "

"Yes we do father... "Jacob snapped... "We've alot to talk about.. "

"OK fine., what is it you want to tell me.. ?

Jacob look around, Buzo thugs were outside..., with a puff he stepped inside the room....

"What is it...? Buzo raved

"Just close the door father... "

Buzo grunts with annoyance, he hesitated a bit wondering what this stupid son of his have to tell him...., with knitted brows, he slammed the door close....

"What is it...? Buzo ask again...

Jacob clenched his hands.., with muffled lips, he scan his eyes round the room..... "Do you remember when i was a kid, the day Desmond and i ran into your room and we broke the lila glass mother gave you as a gift...?

A wry smile smoldered on the corners of Jacobs mouth as the thoughts about the old days crawl their way into him... "You were so mad at us..., you had us flogged and that scared late Desmond away from coming here..."

"Is this what you left your house to tell me.., how you and the late king broke my lila glass gifted to me by my late wife.. "

"Am just trying to tell you how i felt that day.., i cried throughout after your thugs flogged me..., but i learnt something.., never touch what isn't yours even if it's yours hypothetically...

"You still haven't said anything meaningful.... "

"Where are you going with the briefcase...? Jacob ask

Buzo look askance at him... "It's obvious you just want to waste my time.... "

"Are you going to see the lawyer...?

Shock, Buzo poked his eyes at him...

"I overheard your call..., the lawyer said he'll be back in three days and now he's back... "

"And what else did you hear...?

"How you want to give what belongs to me to that dry bird who calls you father... "

Frown lines encroach on Buzo's face as he glared at him......

"What have i ever done to you father..., why do you hate me so much... ?

"You're no longer the son i use to know... "

"So are you father... "Jacob interjects angrily... "You changed.., you stopped seeing me as a son, no matter what i do to please you, you're never pleased.. "

"You never changed Jacob.., other sons make their father proud.., everything you've brought to me since your mother, my dear wife died is misery and disgrace.. "

"Whatever i am.., you made me that way..., if am bad., it's your fault..., i grew up just the way you trained me.. "

"I never taught you to rape a young girl.., I never taught you to throw your wife in the gutters..., i never taught you to be promiscuous...., you've been nothing but a thorn on my flesh.. "

"Am your son... "Jacob yelled, anger sparking through his eyes..... "And am still your son.., no matter what i am, no matter the person i have become, am still your son and it isn't right you're giving my inheritance to someone else... "

"Max is my son.. "

"Am also your son... "Jacob hollered.....

Buzo swallowed.., anger licking through him.. "I don't have time for this... "He said turning to face the door..

"Father.... "Jacob shouted...

Buzo turn round to face him again, shock swept through him when he saw a gun facing him...
"What is the meaning of this Jacob...? He ask infuriated.., shock etched in his voice..

Jacob glowered at him.... "I can't let you give my inheritance to that boy... "

"Are you insane....?

Jacob sniff, fires of fury smoldered in the corners of his mouth.., facial muscles twitching in rage...

"You see.., this is the reason i said you're not my son.., what kind of son will point a gun to his father face... ?

"What kind of a father will give his son's inheritance to someone else...?

"That someone else is your brother... "

"He's not my brother.. "He yelled....

"So what do you want to do..., kill me...?

Jacob grunts but didn't reply..., he hold the gun firmly...

Buzo glared at him, when he gave no reply, he pick up the briefcase and face the door again....

He stopped in his tracks when he heard the cooking of the gun....

"You can't do this to me father... "Jacob retorted with angry eyes... "I can't let you do this... "

Buzo spun round to face him.... "You can't change my mind.., am giving a bigger portion of my property to Max.., he alone will know how to manage it, you on the other hand will squander it all on women... "

"Am your first son... "Jacob boom out..... "I should be getting the fat share of your property not the other way round... "

"Giving an equal share to the two of you was my initial plan... ,but now i see you don't deserve an equal share.., you deserve a lesser one.., how dare you point a gun at me.... "Buzo blared out.....

"Have you forgotten who i am....? Buzo added with furious eyes walking close to him

Jacob curl his lips.., his fingers wrapped around the trigger....

Buzo walk closer to him, the gun muzzle hitting his forehead.... "I dare you to shoot me Jacob.., shoot me and see what my thugs will do to you... "

"Well it's a good thing am holding a silencer.... "

Without hesitation, Buzo quickly grab the gun but Jacob hands were still firm on it...

Buzo tried to hit the gun from his hand.., while Jacob struggled to take control, his fingers still wrapped on the trigger...,just then the gun fired....

Shock swept through them both..., Jacob let go as Buzo began to collapse...

Jacob quickly grab Buzo before he could fall to his knees.... "Father.... "He shouted as the realization of what he has done hit him...

"Y..., yo... "Buzo try to form words but nothing came out...

"Father.., father.., don't say anything.... "Jacob said with throbbing heart, his hands on Buzo stomach that was pouring out blood...

Buzo held Jacob neck..., his bloodied hand forming a blood line on his neck....,he wince in pains.., slowly, his breathe began to fade.., everything began to empty into shadows.., then total darkness...

"Father..., father... "Jacob whimpered, i didn't mean to do it..., i just came to threaten you with the gun.., i.....,"He sniff.., hot tears dropped from his tears.... "Father..., father.... "

He lean his head to Buzo chest... "Oh God... "He muttered when he realise he wasn't breathing anymore...

He quickly stood to his feet, wondering what next to do..., he pick up the gun again when he realise the bastard who had led him to this was still alive...
With the gun in his hand, he took a step...

Just then the door was kicked open....

"Drop the gun.... "A police sergeant shouted... "Your hands behind your head... "

With a pulsating heart.., Jacob dropped the gun when he realise they were more than five policemen....., he knelt down and placed his hand behind him.., his father's blood flowing to his side.....

The sergeant quickly handcuffed his hand...

"Father.... "Max shouted running to his Buzo side...

Jacob glared at Max as he was dragged away by the police....

"Thank you for calling us.... "A sergeant said to Max.... "Am really sorry for your lost... "








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"Amen... "They all echoed
They quickly picked up their spoons to eat when the door creaked open....

"Mr Carter..... "Inspector Kess said walking towards them with other policemen...

Pious and the rest of the family quickly stood up...

"We've a warrant to search this house"Kess said

"Why would you want to search my house... ?

"We believe The chief, Chief Carlos is been held here... "

"Chief Carlos.... "Pious purred

"If he isn't..., i believe you have nothing to be afraid of.... "Kess said

Pious gave Kess a hard look and Kess reciprocated...

"Officers.., spread out... "Kess said.....

Giselle watched as the policemen began to look around..., she glance at Edna, then at Francis, then at Kahefa and Zuru.., then at Taka, then back to Pious and finally Kess.....

"Everything is about to go to hell... "She muttered to herself...







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Ted exhale and the smoke from the cigar spread it's scent into the air....

Without hesitation, he pick up his ringing phone and answered....

"Are they out with my father...? Dillan asked from the other end...

"No... "Ted said.... "We're still waiting... "

"Make no mistake.... "Dillan said... "As soon as my father is brought out..., kill the police, rescue my father and kill that bastard call Pious... "






WHAT HAPPENS NOW...?


WHO WILL LIVE, WHO WILL DIE..?


WHOSE HANDS WILL BE STAINED WITH BLOOD BLOOD BLOOD....?

Read on.., four episodes to the finale... Not your usual fairytale ending.....





TBC........

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Sunseb:
let's I forget silver De secret surrounding the resurrection of Rose after her death is still unknown

Mavikolo2020:

I think you skipped where Rose told Jacob how she survived