Today was the day I was to leave the place I called home for eighteen years of my life. I was to go out to the real world and win souls for my mother who also took the role as a wife.

I was ready, I kept on muttering to myself but in truth I was far from ready. I wanted to stay here in the water and enjoy the glory of my kingdom. I didn't want to go out and mingle with mere humans that didn't have the sense to know that there are more dimensions to life but their ignorance was our success because they were so easy to trick and manipulate.

"Francis" The Sweet voice of my mother, the goddess of the black river called me.

I stood from the golden chair I was sitting on. "Yes mother" I replied.

She appeared in front of me looking as beautiful as ever, with long grey hair and silver eyes she was a beauty to match with no one.

"Are you ready?" She asked me.

"Yes mother I am ready" I bowed as low as I could.

"Take" She gave me a ring. "This is your connection to your real home, anytime you need my help use this ring to call on me and anytime I need you I'll communicate to you through this ring, you must never part with this ring"

I slipped the bronze ring into the middle finger of my left hand.

"Swallow this" she gave me a cowry and I swallowed it without hesitation. I trusted the goddess to that extent. She smiled at my loyalty.

"With that cowry in you, you will be able to disappear and appear at will. No prison or cage will be able to hold you down. You already know the art of manipulation"

"Yes my Queen"

"You already know your mission?"

"Yes my Queen"

" What is your mission"

"To kill, steal and destroy those that don't want to belong to our Kingdom and to Initiate as many as I can to our kingdom" I replied. This was the motto of our kingdom, this was the only thing we lived to do.

"Good, now go and fulfill the words of your mouth"

Immediately she said that a gust of wind carried me spun around me, I felt my entire body jerking, my eyes squeezed shut as I allowed the darkness envelope me.

It stopped as quickly as it happened. I opened my eyes and I was on land for the first time in my life.

TO Be Continued
https://storymack.com.ng/out-of-the-water-part-2/

The house was quiet and I instantly knew something was up.

"Madam welcome" Alice, the maid came and helped me with my travelling bag. "How was the flight ma?"

"It was splendid. Take this bag" I gave her a small bag containing files from my just concluded contract. "Keep this in the library. Where are my children?"

"They left the house on Saturday but only Karen came back. They didn't tell me where they went to, when I tried to make them stay home they beat me. I almost died"

I clenched my fist to stop myself from giving her a sounding slap. She had just one job aside keeping the house and she couldn't even do it.

I massaged my temple with my fingers to calm my nerves. I have three teenagers, two girl and a boy, all the same age because I unfortunate enough to give birth to three children at once.

I couldn't blame Alice anymore for being unable to keep them leaving the house. They became very rebellious after I divorced their father, they were so uncomfortable to the point I as their mother couldn't even stand them.

Does it make me a bad mother if I say my own children irritate me. I've tried all I can as a mother to provide for them. I rarely stay in the house because I'm busy entering meetings upon meetings just to make them comfortable but yet they decide to be as useless as their useless father.

"Where is Karen?" I asked after I felt the anger in me subside.

"She is in her room. Do you want to eat anything?"

"Just make tea and leave it in the library. I'll have it there"

I climbed the stairs leading to Karen's room. The door was opened a bit and from there I could see close to nothing because the blue light was on.

I slid inside through the small gap to avoid announcing my presence.

The first thing that hit me was the smell. The room smelled like a mix of cheap perfume and shit and I was hearing moans?

I flip the switch and all the anger I laboured to get rid of came like a raging storm and I had no control. Two boys sleeping with my daughter. In my house!

"Jesus, can't you knock a fu cking door! Is it so hard" Karen yelled as she tried to cover herself with the duvet. The boys were running everywhere trying to gather their clothes.

I grabbed the bottle of lotion on the dressing table and threw it at one of the boys.

"Get out of my house. Get out now before I call the police" I shouted. I slapped the one closet to me who was running to the door.

"Mum stop it, you are embarrassing me. Are you not supposed to be here next week" She said angrily but her anger was nothing compared to mine.

"If you say one more word I'll shred you to pieces. Where is your sister and brother?"

"I don't know and you should leave my room now"

I grabbed her by the neck.

" I didn't learn martial arts for nothing. If you don't want to end up in the hospital better start telling me where your siblings are."

I'm guessing she remembered how I beat her father the last time he tried to abuse me because she started talking immediately.

"Kathryn went to Dad's house, I don't know where Kevin went to after the party"

Party?

"you left this house to go to a party and you brought two idiot bastards into my house and I'll punish you for it just wait" I gave her the sounding slap I've been aching to give since I got back and pushed her aside.

I removed the key from the keyhole and locked her in the room before she could realize what happened.

Now I had to find the rest of my unfortunate children and hopefully drill sense into their head.

TO Be Continued
https://storymack.com.ng/solo-mum-part-2/

It was past midnight and my husband hasn't come back home. I placed the living room thinking of where he must possibly be, but the I knew answer already, he was out drinking himself to stupor again.

I still couldn't give up thinking about his whereabout, for a moment I dared to imagine that he was somewhere else other than the bear parlor. That he was probably stuck at work and couldn't come home because of the distance so he had to spend the night in office or perhaps he was stuck in Lagos traffic. It sounded ridiculous that Andre, my husband would be in any of those situation.

I heard the gate open, it must be him. I ran to the front door like the mad woman Andre and his family had made me to be.

I wasn't familiar with the car that drove in, I was about to shout at the gate man for opening the gate to a stranger when Andre came out of the car, completely drunk.

The car reversed out of the compound immediately Andre started retching. I went quickly to him and helped him stay still as he vomited. I crinkled my nose in disgust.

"Leave me alone" he slurred, probably too weak to push me off which I'm sure he would have done if he wasn't this wasted.

"Let's go inside" I cooed.

"Barren woman, leave my side you barren woman" he said trying in vain to push me off.

I didn't know when I started crying, even after all these years that name still affected me.

I cleaned my tears and carried him inside the house, the moment I laid him on the couch he slept off.

I am a barren woman.

TO Be Continued
https://storymack.com.ng/trapped-part-2/

It was supposed to be a beautiful morning,but the shouting and insults from father wouldn't even make it so,not like it was something new,but my little head couldn't take it anymore, why,why,just why do I have to wake up most times to fighting and war,just why would my parents not live in peace like every other couple around.

Useless woman, there is nothing good that I have gotten since you came into my life, you are just a bag of bad luck, father wouldn't stop talking...

Could that be true?,is that even possible, I mean, people always say children are blessings,so definitely my brother and I weren't an exception, why would father say such,I wondered...

If you are not a fool, would you be asking me for money this early morning, wouldn't you know that I would have to go to work first this morning before returning in the evening with something,but of course you don't have sense,so there's nothing you know,father continued...

But dear,do you expect the children to starve, there's nothing in this house for them to eat,the last money I had ,was used yesterday,please,you have to keep something,no matter how little for the children, please,mother pleaded....

You see your life,you are just a liability,and so useless,see I have to be at work,so take your useless self out of my sight, father shouted, pushed her and walked out...

Mother thought I was still sleeping,as I was still laying down beside my younger brother who was very fast asleep....

She sat down helplessly hopeless,it was obvious she had a lot going through her mind.as some tear drops went down her cheeks.....

I was hurting,I knew my mother was,but there was nothing I could do,I was just a child after all.....

My younger brother soon woke up, looking so hungry,,it was his usual behavior,he walked up to mother,,, good morning mummy,I am hungry,he said, bringing mom back from all her travels in thought,she looked up at him and smiled, don't worry big boy,you would soon eat something, mother assured, even though she knew that was a lie, good morning mummy,I greeted, pretending I was just waking up....

Good morning uwa,she replied smiling, how was your night,she asked...

It was fine mother,I answered....

She was looking at both of us,like she had so much to tell us,but our young minds were too young for all she wanted to say,if only she knew I had become very matured in thought,I mean who wouldn't in my shoes,I was just 8,,but with an adult mind....

My brother was 5,he wasn't one to endure hunger,he had started to wear a sad face,I am hungry mummy, Samuel said again...

Other children were getting ready to go to school in the compound,but that wasn't the case with my brother and I,we were supposed to resume new classes,but father had said he had no money for our school,mother was a stay home wife, hence there wasn't anyway she could assist,my brother and I had to stay at home....

My brother and I had our bath, mother was unease, walking to and fro,I Know she was confused,father was nowhere around,and it was way past breakfast.

My brother soon started to cry profusely,he was obviously hungry,I was too,but somehow I knew crying wasn't going to help the situation...

When my mother couldn't bear seeing us in hunger anymore,she held my brother by his hand, while I walked behind her, to the small shop down our street...

Good morning mama Chi, mother greeted the woman who gave her a disgusting look in return....mother stood scratching her head not knowing how to begin her request...

Mama Ade abeg commote from my shop if you no know waiting you go talk...the shop owner said in pigin

Mama chichi,abeg you fit give me small foodstuffs make I take make something for my children,I go payyyyyyyy

Taaaa,no even try finish am,no try am,you know how much of my money dey your hand,if na so everybody dey buy and no pay,I for don pack enter house,you dey hold me almost six thousand for this my small shop,how much be everything for my market,abeg Carry your sef commot from my shop,the woman shouted again giving a loud hiss...

My brother was already crying,as he understood there wasn't any hope for a meal...

Mother was pleading in tears,I was heart broken seeing her that way....

I say make una commot for my shop,the woman shouted again.....

Mother took both my brother and my hand, lending us home in tears,when God showed us mercy....

Madam come back,we heard a voice..

looking back it was an unfamiliar face..

Mother didn't know him but she slowly walked up to him with both my brother and I...

Good afternoon madman,the uncle greeted,good afternoon sir,mother replied.i greeted too.

Come and take what ever you'd be needing,he said to mom.

Sirrrrr,mother asked,like she didn't hear properly....

Madam, please take whatever you'd be needing ,these kids deserve to eat,please take anything you need...he said again..

Ahaa!,thank you sir, God bless you,thank you very much,mother said and went to the shop, taking few cups of rice and what she'd need in making it and some garri too....

Thank you sir, God bless you for this,I really appreciate,mother thanked him over and over again....

It's okay madam,the uncle said while mother happily took us home to quickly make the food for us.

In less than 45minutes the food was ready,as it was prepared with fire wood....

Mother served some in a big bowl, while we ate happily, thanking God for provision.

TO Be Continued
https://storymack.com.ng/in-the-name-of-love-episode-2/

There is this monster that comes out of the forest beside our school every 10pm at night and lure students into the forest twice in a week.

It was early in the morning when the students in ward 5 began searching for one of their ward member. The search became intensive as he was no where to be found inside the school.

The security men where then sent to search for him outside the school and the rest of us who was engaged in the search for him retired and began our preparation for class.

While we were learning a call came in and all the students where called to the Assembly Hall for an announcement. According to the principal he said Buju (the missing boy in ward 5) , was found dead in the nearby forest. He said the fact was proven by the piece of his body found and that he was devoured by a wild animal.

The principal made an instruction that no one should be seen outside their ward or hostel by 12 midnight on ward.

On this very day I went for a night class to study since test was nearby. It was 10pm and the night class prefect asked us all to go an ease ourselves and also let the people who are returning to Thier hostel leave.

I was a newbie and had no friends so I went outside to a lonely place to ease myself while others were going to a be different spot to ease themselves in groups.

While I was peeing i saw something passed swiftly through the reflection of the light. i thought it less not until I saw it taking a student along with it.

This time around it was walking slowly and when it passed through the light i could visualize it very well it was a gorilla with two horns and a tail. I began following it bit by bit but while we were close to the outrance of the school the security guard caught me and asked me to retreat.

Through out the night i couldn't focus on what I was reading because I was busy pondering on the incident I experienced earlier.

The next day a complaint was made by a student who dwells in the ward I was staying, stating that his bed mate never came back from night class the previous night . A search was done and announcements was made that he was found dead in the forest.

While I was walking back to the class I saw this new teacher who got employed a week after my registration into the boarding school. She was caressing a student in jss 3 but immediately she caught sight of me she pretended as if nothing happened.

Every break time I'll notice she was always seen with this jss3 student. I began suspecting her because when ever she sees me and she is with the student she acts cold.

It was a Friday, 4 days after the previous missing and death of a student, by 9pm I was going to fetch some water outside our ward to bath due to a broken pipe. On my way back from fetching the water, I saw the monster walking towards the hostel occupied by junior students.

I quietly followed it down to the hostel where the monster picked up a student and walked straight to the bush path but I couldn't get into the bush because of fear of my life. But I didn't retreat rather I stood by the bush beside the school fence watching the monster.

30 minutes later I saw the new teacher walking out of the direction where the monster was and as soon as our eyes met she ran back into the forest.

TO BE CONTINUED
https://storymack.com.ng/a-monster-in-my-school-episode-2/

Blood stains on my hand, I don't know what to do. I stood, panicking about the next line of action. It is not just one person but three individuals, my husband, his wife and the baby inside her

How am I going to clean this mess? What have I done to myself?
I was always patient and now I lost control

This is me in my mind, scolding myself as I put on a worried face. I sat on the chair and bend my head thinking of how to clear my mess.

I can't call anyone, my parents must never know about this. They are not even my better option. Everything has always been about them and not me. Sometimes I doubt if they are my parents.

Everything about me is miserable, from my childhood to this stage I am has been stressed and unfortunate

Okay, I am wrong, maybe the starting was good and it's ending in tragedy.

I would blame myself for my foolishness and putting my whole life down for a man who could do this to me

What else am I waiting for? I picked up my phone and call the police service to come to House 23, Lekki Lagos at exactly 3:00 am

"Hands up" one of the policemen screamed at me as he pointed his gun at me and put handcuffs on my wrist. They took the corpses into their ambulance and they also took me to their vehicle.

In as much as I regretted my action, I was emotionless. I felt one thing in my body, vengeance

I love the feeling, even if I am being killed by the law, I have gotten my justice. My pound of flesh

The siren sounds as I am anchored into the cell. The policeman slammed the cell door and put a big padlock on the door. I held the barricade and smile to myself.

You all will be thinking what happen? I am not here to put you in suspense but first let me throw it back

In case you are keeping up, my name is Arikeade, the daughter of Olaosebikan

TO Be Continued
https://storymack.com.ng/love-and-pain-episode-2/

My name is anastasia grande , i will tell you more about my profile later.
I have been in here for 2 years, “in this world where I see no one,
I don’t even know if I will ever wake up, I am locked up in absolute darkness I hear them but they can’t hear me.

Am lonely and am in pain the truth is, “am in coma”
“I landed here after the accident its been two years but I am not waking up ,
all I see is darkness but today I saw a little light,
I saw a little light because
someone touched me, and right now someone is actually talking to me….
•••
have decided to listen to her

<strong>🧡 CLARA'S POV 🧡</strong>

My name is Clara am a junior nurse.
I know the reason why they won’t promote me, everyone calls me a clumsy nurse.
today I arrived at work really earlier than usual because I want to find out what’s hidden in the third floor.

I climbed the stairs and I snuck to the room where my mom always enters secretly before she retired, the only room on the third floor.
I instantly dial the pass code which I stole from my mother’s joter.
I looked left and right then I opened the door to the room.
I walk in just to find a very beautiful lady who lay quietly… she reminds me of my favourite t. V show sleeping beauty
She looks like a goddess; she’s dressed in white,

I think she’s in coma but I must confess her coma is very beautiful,
I will love to be in this coma.
I walk closer to her and sit beside her
***I heard people in coma can actually hear others, I wonder if she can hear me ****
I touch her long blond hair its so well kept and attractive I wonder who is she.

I will be killed if i get caught in here , but ” i dont care ”
I look her in the face and I said
Hey, “can you hear me”, well, i know you can hear me but you can’t talk because you are in coma.
I will be the one talking while you listen carefully do you understand .

“My name is Clara ”
“I am the clumsiest nurse in this hospital but you should see me I think am very pretty,
truthfully no doctor wants me to work with them they say trouble follows everywhere I go.

“I smile and look at her after I said this , but she doesn’t respond “so I continue….
You are very pretty so I will call you my sleeping beauty , the truth is I don’t have alot of friends in this hospital so I have decided from now on you are my friend, “my friend who doesn’t talk.
I wink at her as I touched her hair smiling, I said, “Bestie! I wish you will come out if this coma quickly so you can respond to me.

“Today is the first I am seeing you but I feel like I have known you forever ”
” I promise you come rain come Shine I will always check on you, I will not allow anybody to hurt you.
I took her hands and said” i promise ”

I dunno why but I feel like she is someone who should be important to me****
I dropped her hands and said,
“Sleeping beauty I will like to give you the latest gist, i heard that Ryan is coming back today from India, i have heard alot about him but I have never met him ”

“I heard that he is a world class surgeon at the age of 25 and that he’s very braniac and handsome too. ” i said shyly
“he’s so dreamy but I don’t know if I can ever meet him I have never been sent to” R. D HOSPITAL “, after all am too clumsy to be sent there..

<strong>🧡 ANASTASIA'S POV 🧡</strong>

Ryan is coming back, he’s coming back to meet me like this, the same way I was 2 yrs ago.
I like you Clara I wish I could tell you that, …. meeting you today has proven to me that am still Alive.
Pls keep taking to me I feel like I have known you forever,
you said you are pretty well i wish I can see you, I just wish I can tell you that am hearing you clearly……..

<strong>🧡 RYAN'S POV 🧡</strong>

I just rose from my long sleepless sleep, I don’t need any alarms or bells am actually pretty good at waking up early.
I open my eye and the first sight I get are 3 maids dressed in clean uniform, one holding my morning coffee, the other my outfit for the day, while the later held the matching shoe.

I signaled the maid with the coffee to come closer I took the cup from her and sipped a little wow it was good,
They maid holding the outfit lifted it and said,
sir, “is this okay ”
“It’s fine, just get out”, I snapped.
And they walked out.

My name is “ryan devantes “my Father is the founder of “devantes health world” he has hospitals in different cities of the world.
The main branch of devantes health world is in new york city. the name is ” R. D hospital. Want a hint, it means” Ryan devantes ” because am the only heir.
it is the biggest hospital in New York but it’s in competition with the second biggest hospital in the city which is owned By ” grande group.

“It was founded by sir Alexandra Grande and the name of the hospital is A. G health center. ” or easily abbreviated (A. G. H. C)
I never took my studies as doctor serious untill i had to, right now am one of the best doctors / surgeons in the world,
But “, I still can’t find a cure for my heart, my heart which is filled with pain and darkness
I received my fathers text yesterday and am traveling back to newYork today.

I am traveling back to face everything I ran away from .
♥♥♥♥♥♥
I took a quick bath and got dressed the maids dropped my stuffs in the car.
I ENtered the car and the driver took off. hours later…

<strong>🧡 CLARA'S POV 🧡</strong>

I just checked my time while I gisted with my sleeping beauty,
Omg I no longer have time on my side, ” I stood up and tried opening the door but I saw the door handle shake which means someone is coming.
I instantly hid under my sleeping beauties bed and siezed my Breath
I saw his legs I wonder who he is,
I see his black shoes; he’s expensive black shoes..

<strong>🧡 RYAN'S POV 🧡</strong>

I just arrived at A. G. H. C, I don’t even know why I came here first.
I walk in and thanks to my disguise no one recognized me.
I ran up to the third floor and i walked into Anastasia’s hospital room,

I saw her on the bed, on the same bed of thorns
tears filled my eye, my heart ached again that aching that never ceases ,
Anna is still here, the same way she lay two years ago.
I touch her hair with so much agony in my soul, I look in her face and tears run down my eye like a community tap.

I always knew leaving for India won’t help me move on from Anna.
I looked at her and said,
“Anastasia, ” please do come back to me, i dunno how am suppose to breath when there is no air”
I said, almost crying
I look down in my pain and to my greatest surprise i see female shoes under the bed.
I instantly wiped my tears
what the Bleep, I think someone is in here.” i said to myself as I kicked those legs with my expensive black shoes
and Shouted
“Hey, “who are you, come out right now”!!!!

<strong>🧡 CLARA'S POV 🧡</strong>

“Omg I think he saw my leg I am finished, I just lost my job
mummy pls come, your daughter is about to die.
I wonder who he is, is he doctor Tim?………
I Said all this in my head as I slowly withdrew my legs
I was already shivering in fear, omg, what do I do

TO BE CONTINUED

https://storymack.com.ng/clumsy-nurse-episode-2/

Hi everyone, my name is Susan, but people call me THE BOSS LADY. I'm here to tell you about my past mistake so you can learn and never treat people like I did.

I am the only child of my late parents. My parents had stayed for twenty years without a child, they were praying and waiting patiently for me to come.

Meanwhile my parents were the richest couple in their time but without a child. Both mom and dad were rich, my dad was a billionaire and mom a multi millionaire, so I was not just born with a silver spoon but a golden spoon.

My dad bought houses in different countries of the world, his company had branches in almost every part of the world, so traveling was a normal thing for us.

How did my parent wealth influenced me negatively?

Because we were rich, our domestic worker were plenty enough to form a community, so my dad instructed them to do everything for me, Mom wouldn't even allow me pick a pin on the floor.
I usually watched my mom beat our domestic worker when they made mistake and that made me believe that any human that was not in our class or level doesn't deserve to live ,or I would say they don't worth it.

I was very rude as a child, I had no respect for anybody especially when dad told me he had everything in the world and that there's nothing anybody would do to me, at least not when they know who's child I was.

Infact this word alone turned me to a BOSS.
I believed I was the boss and so I started acting like one. I would slap my nanny and any other person and they couldn't do anything, instead my parents would cautioned them for making me angry

I remember in my secondary school days, teachers don't dare touch me, even when I was the one who went around insulting my elders. I usually had students who worshipped me and followed me around like body guards. I remember the day I injured my classmate and one teacher was like (what kind of golden egg are you?
Somebody cannot touch you, yet, you're rotting away)

TO Be Continued
https://storymack.com.ng/my-past-mistake-episode-2/

Jennie walked slowly into the Ace room with troubled heart,

She can't believe that she just got married to her best friend who wasn't in love with her, but instead he was in love with her close friend Ariana,

If only she had a choice, she would have disagree to the marriage, but it was her father last wish to Garry (Ace father) which must be fulfilled.

She met Ace trying to remove his tie but cos of the anger he was feeling the moment he couldn't remove it,

Jennie walked to where he was

"Let me help you with it" she said with a smile and tried to remove it but Ace slapped her hand away

"I don't need your help" Ace said coldly looking at her with hatred

"Ace I know I shouldn't have agreed to this marriage but that was father last wish before his death_

"Then you should have find a way to disagree,Ace shouted cutting off her words

"I did try to stop it but_

" You should have tried harder maybe we wouldn't have got married but no you didn't, instead you went ahead and agreed, and it shows that you are selfish human being, Ace snapped angrily

"You just call me selfish? Ace we've been friends since childhood and you know what I can do,I don't mind sacrificing my happiness for others just to make them happy and you called me selfish_

"If you aren't selfish, you wouldn't have gotten married to your friend lover " he said and stormed out of the room

..
Jennie bit her lower lips hurt by his behaviors,

She couldn't believe that this was her best friend whom she had known from childhood and the only guy her heart beat for,
It's hurt a lot as tears fell voluntarily from her eyes, And she slumped down to the ground

The door open revealing Sasha, Ace mother

She stands up quickly and wiped her tears

"Welcome mother" she said as Sasha walked closer to her

"Slap!!! The loud sound echoes the room as Sasha hand made a contact with Liliana's face"

" Mom" Jennie gasped in shock holding her already red face

"Don't you dare call me Mom you wretched girl, because of you my son is sad, you destroy my son relationship with his girlfriend_

"But Mom I had no choice, Jennie said in tears

" How will you? Since you are nothing but a gold digger, I know you got married to my son cos of his money and read my lips girl", ' I Sasha Haven would never accept a pauper like you as my daughter in law" Sasha said and stormed out....

Jennie slumped down to the ground and started her tears afresh

"What was her offence?

" Is it for the fact that she agreed to the marriage or for the fact that she was poor?.

She kept crying till she fell asleep on the ground in her wedding dress though it was a short white gown..

NEXT MORNING 🎀
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Jennie eye snapped opened as the sun rays reflected through the dark cotton..

She groaned lightly before standing up from the ground,

She checked the bed and found it empty,

"What was she thinking?

She took off her clothes and walked to the bathroom nakedly to have her bath,

Few minutes later she was done bathing, she came out of the bathroom dripping wet..

She cleaned her wet body with towel and pick her lotion

She was about to rub it on her body when her stomach groaned out

"Right,I haven't eaten anything since last night,I just hope the maid are done with the breakfast" she mumbled

She dressed up quickly and walked out of her room making her way to the dinning..

***

AT THE DINNING ROOM ♥️

Sasha was the only one present in the dinning having breakfast, Ace father is not in the country and Ace didn't come home last night.

Jennie walked in and greeted Sasha

"Good morning Mrs Haven" she greeted taking her seat

She was about to serve her food when Sasha hold her hand

"What are you doing?

" Trying to serve my food" Jennie replied avoiding her blazing eyes

Sasha scoffed and remove her hand

"You are hungry right?? Sasha asked and Jennie nodded fearfully

" Then eat this, she said and in a blink she poured the entire hot chicken soup on Jennie's body

"Ahhhhhh!! Jennie shouted in pains as the hot soup made contact with her body

She stands up quickly

"Paupers like you don't deserve to eat with people like you,

Jennie look at her with teary eyes

"I said get lost" she shouted

Jennie turn back to leave when she saw Ace standing at the entrance with Ariana

It was obvious that they saw what had happened cos Ariana face was full of mockery and Ace expression could not be read.

Jennie ignored them, and walked away in tears

TO Be Continued
https://storymack.com.ng/love-in-disguise-chapter-2/

Look Preye, you have to get rid of that baby you are carrying because there's no way I'm going to be a father now. I need to prepare myself but right now I'm not. Godwin said to Preye his girlfriend who just told him she is pregnant.

No Godwin, I can't abort my baby. In my family, we don't abort a pregnancy. Anybody that does that will die in the process. I told you this the first day you were trying to make love to me you said if it enters you will come and see my people now you are telling me to do an abortion. Aaah no I can't. Preye said.

Preye, forget about all those stories they told you about dying when aborting. They told you that to scare you from getting unwanted pregnancy. Please my love, just do this one for me if another one enters I promise you we will keep it. Don't worry, I will take you to a good hospital that will do it perfectly. Godwin assured her.

I will not do it, Godwin. Preye said looking straight into his eyes.

How old is the pregnancy? Godwin asked.

You should know it's a month and two weeks. Preye answered.

You see na! It's still removable. Why can't you do this thing na? You will be happy and I will be happy too we will continue our relationship happily again. Godwin still insists.

Leave me alone I will not! I will not!! Preye screamed.

Okay, okay fine stop shouting. I will come and see your people... Preye smiled. Godwin continued. Prepare and travel to your village and inform your people that I'm coming. But when you travel you will stay for a month in the village.

Why stay a month? I'm doing a sales girl for my madam. I don't think she will give me the grace to stay that long. Preye calmly said.

If she can't permit you to stay that long then quit. After all, you are now pregnant there's no way you will continue working with her forever. I will also travel to my village and get my people informed. Godwin said.

A few days later Preye traveled to her village. She handed her Mother things Godwin bought for her and broke the goods news to her. Her mother was excited singing and dancing. All through her stay in the village Godwin was caring enough to check up on her and speaks with her mother too.

Mama, it's okay na. If you pack all your periwinkle and fish for me which one will you be eating? Preye who is traveling back to the city asked her mother.

I'm in the village I will get another one for myself but you people in the city buy them expensive. Please, carry them and be cooking them for my in-law let him be looking healthy for me. Preye's mother happily said.

Mama let me be going and get to the city on time.

Journey mercy my child.

Preye arrived late in the night. She couldn't go and see Godwin and extend her mother's greetings to him. She slept and gists with her roommate Blessing who is of the same age mate(22yrs) with her. She told her how her journey in the village went.

Chai! I missed you o. Ehe, your madam sent somebody to come and collect that key you hung on the wall just this morning. I gave the girl the key sha it seems the girl is her new sales girl. Blessing told her.

Yes, is her new sales girl. I told her I will stay long in the village and won't continue working with her. Preye explained.

The next morning Preye went to Godwin's house to see him with lots of foodstuffs she carried but she got there and met another big new padlock on the protector. She knocks on his neighbor's door to ask him about Godwin.

Good morning Sir, please I don't know if you are aware Godwin went far. He knows I'm coming this morning but I got here I met another new padlock. I'm calling him now but his number is switched off.

Does he know you are coming this morning? The neighbor asked.

Yes Sir. Preye answered.

Hmmm, Godwin packed out about a week ago.

No, you are not sure sir. We spoke last night and this morning we talked again before I started coming. He can't pack out na.

My dear, another person has rented that house. Be here by the weekend to check if he has packed out or not. The Neighbor said and entered his house.

Preye stood helplessly while tears rolled down her cheeks.

TO Be Continued
https://storymack.com.ng/the-choice-i-made-episode-2/

"How many for that to be over?" Mother asks me as we sit down to peel potatoes for her usual sale. Mother sells fried potatoes at the market everyday and I also help her while my father works as an hunter for our kingdom. We are not really rich if you would ask me but at least we aren't poor either.

We are contented. We are confortable. My family... And our kingdom, Aza at large. As you already know, my name is Efua Kelechi and I hail from Aza kingdom, one of the twelve kingdoms of the eastern islanders of Benin.

"Seven more... But they are little I would soon be done with it" I reply with a smile and mother pats my back before continuing to turn the sliced potatoes she is already frying.

"Efuanne" Mother likes to call me by my full name, especially when she has something important to tell me.

"Yes mother?" I reply her. She sighs and glances at me and then she stares ahead.

"You won't follow me to the market today.. You have to stay at home"

I raise my brow, giving her a questioning look. "But why? I always follow you to the market, why can't I do that today"

Mother sighs again, putting down the frying pan from the stove. "Because I say so Efuanne... Just listen to me okay" she says with a note of finality.

I do not like to disobey my mother neither do I like arguing with her, so I shut up, but why is she acting so strange. Even her countenance has been distant since yesterday.

I just hope everything is fine.

. . . . .

Mother saw it. .. She knew they were coming... The Royalies. It was the last time I saw her.

. . . . . .

"Efua... Efua, get up... We have to run.. The kingdom is under attack" I jerk my eyes open when I hear the frantic voice of my best friend Nana. Nana has been my best friend since we learnt how to walk. Nana's parents are dead so she stays with her mother's relatives.

"Nana... What is it?" I ask, sitting up and coming face to face with Nana.

"Efua... We have to run.. The Royalies are here. They are attacking the kingdom and burning the houses" I have always heard of the Royalies.. They are the most greatest kingdom of the eastern islanders and they have been terrorizing every other small kingdoms for years now. From Ceza to Akeche and even Banfa. They have destroyed them all. Now they are here on our land.. In our kingdom.. They will kill us all, just like the others.

"What! Mother... Where is mother" I stand up and start to look around.

"Efua.. We will find your mother but for now our lives is at stake... I had to escape them to call you . we don't have time" Nana says and grabs my hand before pulling me outside.

We start to run into the nearby forest, barefoot. I look back and from afar I can see the war raging on.. I can see the fire burning down the houses. Tears fill my eyes.

Mother.. Father... Where are they?

My feet are aching as we run deeper into.the bush, our barefooted legs hitting the hard floor and shooting pain into our legs.

"Ah!" I yelp in pain as my feet press against an hard substance making stop abruptly.

"Efua.. What is it?" Efua asks stopping to examine me.

"My leg" I whimper and look down. It is a sword... My leg just pressed onto a sword.. Blood is gushing out from the wounded place and even the blade side of the sword is stuck in my leg. I close my eyes and press my lips together as the pain shoots into my body.

"I will take it out.. You have to be patient, okay" Nana says crouching down. I nod.

"Okay... Here..."

"Ah... Nana.. Nana" I scream holding to her as she pulls it out.

"There.. Done" she sighs and places my arm over her shoulder. "Sorry ehn... We have to manage okay... We should leave here before they find us ehn"

"Okay" I manage to say leaning on her. Nana holds me as we continuing walking deeper. Me limping in pain while she holds me. The evening is drawing near and my stomach is starting to rumble for lack of food.

"Nana .. Do you think they would have gone back? The Royalies I mean" I ask and Nana shakes her head.

"I don't know Efua... All I know is we have to run before.. .." The bustling of leaves cut her off and we grip each other in fear.

"What was that?" I whisper.

"Shh" Nana says holding me tightly, I gulp and look around.. There is another rustling of leaves and we gasp when two men come out. Their attire is enough for us to know who they are. The Royalies warriors.

"Isn't this a beautiful sight eh.... You think you can run away from us... We.are the Royalies and we will surely find you!" One of them says, I press my lips together as tears fall from my eyes and I can feel Nana shaking beside me.

"Seize them!"

Oh no!

TO Be Continued
https://storymack.com.ng/the-prince-and-i-chapter-2/

💆 ELLA'S POV 💆

"Happy birthday Ella!"Everyone yelled as I walk into the room which was reserved and prepared for my 18th birthday,and plus have been looking forward to this day like forever! And most importantly am a big girl and it my final year in high school.

"I can't believe Kitten is 18"Cole said stopping in front of me,I couldn't help but to blush.

Cole is my brother best friend ever since childhood,Cole is super hot,brown long hair,dreamy blue eyes and those pink lips almost red as berry and those abs and six packs...all the girls in high school are falling over for him but Cole is in college he happens to get a part time job at my school as the girl basketball coach.

Plus am head over heel in love with him ever since I was 12 but Cole sees me as a little girl who wouldn't leave his tail each time he comes to our house.

But now I am 18 but Cole is still calling me Kitten what the hell is wrong with him? Can't he see am head over heel in love with him? Of course I knew..Cole knows am in love with him but he won't budge saying am too small for him but he is just 20 years old very annoying.

"Don't call me Kitten...am 18 now Cole"I scolded him,glaring at him with my own brown eyes.

"Yes! Yes!! I bet all the high school boys will be seeking you out by tomorrow good luck"He winked at him and walk away.

My brother Blake smile and seeing him and pointed towards a girl,they both shared a grin and approached her.

My brother and Cole are stupid players! They both let any guy come close to me,acting all protective of me Cole own is even worse treating me like a kid I just want him to grab me and kiss me senselessly but no that never happened.

I groan in frustration and went ahead to grab a drink good for me am 18 now...a guy approach me who I guess is one of my brother's friend since I didn't recognize his face.

"Ella happy birthday! You're a big girl now"He was checking me out,I know that which made my skin pinch and claws.

I look over at Cole and saw him glaring both at me and the guy and I hissed out to him and an idea entered my head I decided to flirt with the guy back just to piss Cole off.

"And those lips....I could die for"The guy said bringing his face closer to mine ready to kiss me,I felt sick in my stomach but I didn't push him away but before his lips could meet mine I felt a cold breeze blow then open my eyes.

I gasp as I saw Cole push him against the wall punching him hard.

"How dare you try to touch her!"Cole yell angrily,have never seen him this angry.

Blake glare at me and told Cole to take me inside my room while he continue to beat the guy,luckily for me this isn't a parent attendance party.

"Kitten listen to me and let go" Cole groan in frustration.

I stood there stubbornly.

"You don't tell me what to do!"I particularly yelled at him.

"Damn you!"He carried me over his shoulder and out and match upstairs to my room.

I kick,yelled,fight,struggle but Cole didn't let me go,he drop me in my room and close the door behind us then put me down.

"What were you thinking flirting with that guy like that!"He yell good he was pissed which made me happy and satisfy.

"I am eighteen okay? it my life and am a big girl"I poke a finger against his chest.

Cole groan and push me against the wall before I could even sense what was coming,his warm lips close over mine.

Wow I breathed kissing him back immediately my very first kiss and I was glad it was with Cole.

He push me higher against the wall kissing me deeply,I whimper softly into his mouth while he used the opportunity to slip his tongue into my mouth.

Using his tongue to massage my mouth making me moan breathlessly,I clasp my hand through his hair,tugging at his hair making him groan into my mouth the sound alone was enough to make me wet.

I was dripping wet in my pants all I want---

Abruptly Cole pull away leaving me confused and daze.

"Cole..."I protest wanting his lips back against mine but he put some distance between us.

"Damn!"He groan and walk out of the door cursing under his breath.

Cole kissed me!

He kissed me!

I couldn't help but to jump happily.

My very first kiss was with Cole...I wanted more.

<strong>💆 COLE'S POV 💆</strong>

What was I thinking kissing Kitten like that? I didn't mean to kiss her and seeing her flirting with that guy drive me mad.

I couldn't believe she was so innocent,she'd let that stupid Alex of a guy kiss her,Alex is a dick and I don't want him anywhere near Kitten.

Ever since I saw Ella for the first time when they move into our neighborhood,I was six then and I liked her immediately.

She was just four then but all the same I was her brother friend and we got along but when Ella was 12 years she started having a crush on me hanging around me each time I come over their house or anything.

I don't want to hurt her or want her hurting me since am in love with her.

Blake doesn't want me any where near her but seeing I was acting like a big brother to her, Blake finally thought I had gotten over my feelings for his sister.

And the kissing tonight shouldn't have happened and if Blake find out am sure he was going to kick my ass.

I look around the house for Blake only to find him at the kitchen making out with Jennifer who seems not to care she was getting f**ked in a kitchen at a party.

She's such a slut,already f**k her once or twice.

"Cole baby...while don't you join us"She moan trying to pull me closer to her.

I chuckle and step back "No thanks am good"I winked at Blake and left the kitchen.

I will just hang around and pray Blake doesn't get wasted enough for a huge mess to be created around here.

And we are going to ve doing much cleaning around here since tomorrow is Saturday.

I look up as Kitten walk down the stairs,her cheeks was still flush.

God she was beautiful,long dark hair,brown eyes,pink rosy lips and she have curves in all the right places.

I just wanted to kiss her anyway but seeing she was walking towards me I quickly hurried away putting as much distance between us.

TO Be Continued
https://storymack.com.ng/truly-yours-chapter-2/

“Baby, Where are you? There is this lestaurant they opened newly, that is vely crose to my stleet.

I want you to come so we can clash one or two things there.

I heard that it’s the latest in town” Ofoma said, asking his long time girlfriend whom he loved so much with all his heart and was planning to marry her.

“Oh God! How did I end up with this loser? How many times will I teach him not use “R” in place of “L”? But he won’t learn.

He is just a stark illiterate, I can’t deal with him anymore, I’m beginning to get fed up with him”

“Utom, are you still there?” Ofoma asked, listening to hear what Oluchi will say

“Yes….yes, but I can’t come alone, I’m with my friend here, she just visited and there is no way I can leave her here all alone” Oluchi said

“No plobrem, you can bling her arong. I’m ever capabre to pay for what ever you and your fliend will eat, am I not “odogwu” again?” He asked, sounding cheerful and Oluchi then gave him a very faint giggle and said: “OK, we will be on our way, just text me the address”

“Ok, I will do that now. It’s vely close to my stleet, frash me when you start coming”

“Please, it’s not frash, but rather use the word, beep” Oluchi corrected him, feeling irritated, “and he did not even use the correct word which is “flash”, bush man” she murmured in her heart

“Arlight my teacher, that was why I sent you to school so that my children will not have empty brain like I do”

Oluchi then scoffed and said that they will be arriving the restaurant soon.

After they ended the call, her friend, Chidimma who paid her a visit, gazed at her in a questionable manner, trying to inquire if the guy was a new catch.

“Hmm, I know what you must be thinking, because that look..”

“Yes, yes.. Tell me already, because I’m sure he can’t be Ofoma. Because, the look on your face is different from the one you make whenever you are speaking with him over the phone”

“Chidimma, to tell you the truth, he was the one”

“Huh! You mean that Ofoma was the one you just spoke with over the phone?” Surprised Chidimma asked

“Yes”

“No way! Oluchi, are you being serious?”

“Chi, I can’t take it anymore! That guy is too low for my level. How can I be punishing myself, going out with somebody who I’m not even proud off?

Whenever we are in a public place, I keep praying to God to make him remain silent, but there, he will always find a way to disgrace me with his ” R & L ” syndrome. To tell you the truth, I can’t hold it any longer….”

“Oluchi, if I tell you that I’m not surprised hearing this utterances from you, then know that I’m the biggest liar ever. Since when did you start feeling disgusted about him?”

“Chidimma, I have been nurturing this feeling for a very long time now, just that he keeps washing my eyes with his money. Right now, I’m considering leaving him, I can’t take it anymore”

“Why now? Answer me Oluchi, why now? After he has finished making you a responsible woman in the society?

Thanks to him, you were able to finish your studies in the university without any stress, with the hope of training his future wife.

Oluchi, there is nothing wrong with Ofoma, don’t do this to him, don’t break his heart. Why now that he has finished training you in school and already making plans of coming to see your people? ”

“Chidimma, please don’t mistake love for gratitude. Marriage should be based on love and not gratitude. I know that he helped me with my education, I’m not denying his tremendous effort towards that, but don’t forget in a hurry that I was also paying him back in my own way. I also satisfied his other needs, so we are even.”

“But he had built all his hopes on marrying you, that guy will commit suicide if you do this to him ooo, pls ooo Oluchi, don’t do this, please. I beg you, you have to return the love you two used to share”

“Chidimma, my eyes are opened now, I have already made up my mind.”

“So since, you have already made up your mind, why did you lied to him that you will be coming to see him now?”

“Come on girl! I don’t have to cut him off like that until I get another suitable guy that will occupy his place. Do you want my account to run dry all of sudden? I have to be posting him until I’m completely done with him.”

“Oh dear, she is definitely going to make Ofoma go crazy, he will commit suicide because of this”

Please let’s go before he start buzzing my phone, asking me where we are.

They were still on a tricycle that was conveying them to the new restaurant when her phone began ringing

“He is calling” Oluchi said, and then answered the call.

“Utom, where are you now? I’m arleady at the prace” he asked

“We are getting close” Oluchi answered, angrily disconnecting the call to his ear, but Ofoma did not see it as anything.

When they reached, Ofoma rose from his seat as he sighted her.

“See my Queen, uto ndum, looking so tantarizing” he said in a loud tone, approaching to hug her, spreading his arms wide, as people turned watching his proud display of love towards his woman.

“Chidimma, did you see how this man keeps disgracing me? And people are watching…. Why is he spreading his hands like that?” She faintly said, giving Ofoma a fake smile.

“All I see here is a man who is in so much love and also proud of his woman. Oluchi, you don’t know what you have. Some women would do anything to be in your place” Chidimma said in her heart.

And Ofoma then led them to where he was sitting and ordered for the waiter.

“Who is here? Prease, my Queen is here now, come and serve our table”

When the waiter approached their table, Ofoma began asking them what they have.

“Hope you people have flied lice and chicken with sarad? They are my baby’s favolite?”

“Ofoma, can’t you keep shut for one minute? Seriously, I’m done with this man, I can’t bear this disgrace any longer” Oluchi said in her heart, breathing anger and deep hatred towards Ofoma

“Yes, we have all that sir” the waiter replied

“OK, I will need one bottle of Helo Beer. Hope you have it here?”

“Yes Sir, we do”

“What of Ice-clean, the slawbely type?” He boldly asked, with the intention of making his woman happy

“No sir, we don’t sell ice-cream here” the waiter replied

“It’s ice-cream oo, strawberry oo.. Dear Lord, from what planet did this bush man emanated from? This is the height of it.. Thank God Chidimma is here with me, otherwise, I will die of shame.” She murmured, looking unhappy.

“Utom, what of your fliend, ask her what she will take, or should they bling flied lice for her too?” Ofoma asked, looking at Oluchi, noticing that she was not looking happy…

TO Be Continued
https://storymack.com.ng/nonsense-mistake-episode-2/

:POn his way out of the male toilet, just at the door, Kelly heard her amorous laughter, her voice was intensively irresistible like a nude image of a marine goddess. He stood at the door with a hand on the knob, enjoying the very voice of the angel outside. It was like a pain relief to his body and worked like magic in stabilizing his blood pressure like Benazepril hydrochloride.

The feelings he got from the voice flushed down from his head to his toes, hence triggering a smile on his face. He couldn't wait anymore to have, at least, a glance at the face of the girl who had brainwashed him with her voice. Though he knew the owner of the voice, but seeing her face would be an addendum to the joy in his heart. So, quickly, he walked back into the toilet, carried a bucket to a diminutive window as an aid to his height. He climbed, like an amateur spy, he peeked with only an eye through the window to finally see the beautiful face of the beautiful voice. It was Erica, his biggest crush.

Sadly, that was all Kelly could always do: stealing a crushing glance at Erica coz he's so timid and shy to stand before her thoughtless of confessing his love for her. He also thought the girl was too classic for someone like him. Hence, crushing on her was the best he could do. Nonetheless, as he was satisfying his emotions through the window, someone coughed from behind thereby startling him; he nearly fell down from the bucket.

He said nothing but stared at the person after adjusting his eyeglasses. A school bag hung behind him just like a blue pen hung on the pocket of his white long-sleeve shirt which he tocked in-in a blue plain trouser. First, he analyzed the average woman who interrupted him: she looked unfamiliar with a mop and a bucket in her hand.

"I guess you're the cleaner. Sorry, I guess I have to excuse you." Kelly began to walk towards the door.

"Not all relationships are meant to be." the woman's voice interrupted him, yet he couldn't resist Erica's that was still coming from outside. Also, he couldn't put a finger on what the woman was talking about, so he slowly turned to see her mopping the floor absentmindedly as if she never said anything. Astonished, Kelly asked her, "Did you just say something?"

"You heard me" the woman kept mopping.

"Well, I'm not in a relationship with her, and I know it's not meant to be as you said."

The woman straightened up. "Who's talking about you?" she asked.

"What then are you talking about?"

"I'm talking about who you are, not you in particular."

Both stared at each other. Bemused, Kelly didn't know what to think, just as his legs suddenly loss the appropriate weight to carry his body. Terrified, he hurried out of the toilet, contemplating how the woman knew who he was. "Who am I? Obviously, I'm Kelly Joe. That's who I am. The woman must be bluffing." He concluded within him, standing outside the door. He saw a male student entering into the toilet then said, "A cleaner is inside, I guess you have to wait for her to..."

"What the hell are you talking about?" the boy interrupted him rudely. "Today is Monday, janitors don't work on Mondays, freak!" he barged into the rest-room where Kelly utilized the juncture to peek inside but never saw the woman again. He became astonished! It could be seen on his eye-balls that approximately bulge out through his eyeglasses.

Notwithstanding, his two hands enjoyed the comfort refuge of his two pockets just like, in the same demeanor, his footsteps on the tiled floor remained brisk as he was heading to the exterior part of the building, wondering who he had seen inside the toilet if not a janitor. Though group of students walked through the same passage with him but Kelly never noticed any of them to my greatest amusement because I, the writer know that none of those students noticed him too. Kelly has always been unnoticed and hates drawing attention to himself, but Lucas, his best buddy, would always drag his legs to the village square.

Stepping outside, Kelly's eyes once again behold Erica beside the school flag with her friends laughing and hilariously catwalking in a feminine demeanor that got her buttocks slightly shaking in a blue short skirt. She was always neat, eye-catching especially on her uniform. She's ebony black that glitters with the divulging teeth in her mouth which Kelly enjoys to see mostly coz her smile alone is like a nourishing breakfast. At the sight of Erica, Kelly becomes not only vulnerable but also forgetful. Just like he had forgotten about the strange woman he saw in the rest-room as he stupidly stood there, admiring his dream love.

"KJ..." a voice called him from behind. By hearing of the acronym, Kelly articulated who that might be, so he never turned rather called his name, "Lucas."

Lucas patted his bag from behind. He had the same height with Kelly but more preferable by women to Kelly. "I've once again caught you staring at a woman's cut-yard." Lucas began. "It's all the same thing, KJ. You just have to do the real thing. Touching it is the same as staring at it."

Kelly glanced at him. "What are you talking about, Lucas? What is cut-yard anyway?" he asked still with his hands in his pockets.

"The groovy buttocks!"

"Why?"

"Coz it's divided into two that's why it's called cut-yard. Even God knows you can't handle both that's why he cut it into two equal half for you to have one while I manage one." he laughed to see Kelly smiling too, but continued. "My Bible tells me that looking at it is the same as when you touch it. Both are sin! So choice your sin wisely; which do you prefer, KJ?"

Kelly ignored him but traces of smile never departed from his face. He sighted Mr Martins, their form master, then hurried to him. The man's steps is always very fast that whosoever walks with him must be on the run. That was the situation Kelly found himself, galloping beside him like a horse while the man comfortably walked.

"Sir, I need your attention. I'm worried about something." Kelly requested in a hurry.

"I'm all yours, KJ" the man replied.

"You just need to slow down sir."

"I'm a moving train, KJ. You can meet me at the bus-stop."

Kelly stopped, breathing hastily as he watched the man entering into his office. Then he understood that he must had gotten to his bus-stop, so he met him inside the office.

"What's it, Joe?" Mr Martins asked gesturing at the seat opposite him.

Kelly sat down sluggishly. "Sir, I met a janitor inside our rest-room. But I realized today is Monday. You can hi ome on+233544142683 to be added to Story headquarters room. There's no way any of them could be in school. So I was wondering if you in anyway invited any of them today."

The man kept mute, laid back on his chair, crossed his legs and stared at the boy before him. His silence got Kelly worried the more coz he needed an answer to his inquisition.

"Sir," he called.

"You've not hit the nail on the head, Joe." Mr Martins said. "Did the woman harrase you in anyway?"

"No," Kelly responded surprisingly. "But how do you know it's a woman, sir?" The young boy couldn't help but to shake the fact that Mr Martins knows about his encounter with the strange woman. Just as the silence lingered, a knock came from the door. It cracked opened and Erica entered to Kelly's greatest amazement. Quickly, he looked up at her but suddenly bent his head shyly.

"Erica, it better be important. What is it?" Mr Martins asked her. Just then, his cell phone rang, he picked it and walked out of the office as he spoke through it. Only Kelly and Erica remained inside the office, yet Kelly couldn't look up again. He wished the ground opens and swallow him.

"Hey, KJ." Erica whispered. "You're with my cell phone. The location is on so I just tracked it to this place. May I see your bag?"

Before Kelly could say anything, she zipped the bag open, deep her hand inside it and brought out the phone. "You're lucky I'm in a good mood today." she disdained him and walked out of the office.

Kelly exhaled, knowing very well that it was Lucas' handwork. He closed his bag, hung it once again to leave the office too. Unfortunately, he met Lucas, grinning outside, beside the door.

"Lucas, I know you did it." he told him.

The boy approached him. "Did you touch?" he asked amusingly.

"Touch what?"

"Aaahhh.." Lucas groaned. "Must I explain myself again?"

Kelly sighted the cleaner, leaving the school compound. He could feel goosebumps on his skin as he stared at her. He tapped Lucas, pointing at the woman. "What could that janitor be doing in school today?"

Lucas stretched his neck. "What Janitor? Today is Monday, bro." he said.

"You mean you can't see her leaving the school?"

"I see nobody, bro. All I see are bunch of cut-yards."

"Something is wrong somewhere." Kelly murmured. He threw off his bag and began to run after the woman. Lucas picked his bag strangely wondering what had come over him. Kelly's race, for the first time, drew attention to himself. Students who saw him running wondered why and wanted to see the outcome. Mr Martins, who was on call at a corner also watched the young boy running like an amateur.

"Hey, woman, wait!!" he shouted on his way. Unluckily, he stumbled and fell down, brushing his face on a green grass. Some students laughed while some showed concern. Kelly felt a hand on his shoulder, he looked up to see Lucas as the one. "Did you see her?" he was still asking.

"No, KJ. What's going on?" Lucas asked with a serious tone.

Kelly stood up to see all eyes on him, he turned to see Mr Martins staring at him too. Lucas handed his eyeglasses to him, he cleaned it and wore it back boldly. His emotions changed. He fully understood that Mason High School has a mystery he had to solve.

TO Be Continued
https://storymack.com.ng/love-enhancer-episode-2/

Dad!!! Dad!!!!!

come over to the van, they are coming after us, run!!!!

pa!! pa!! pa!!!

three times the shot my dad, I watch my dad die, Stephanie moved the van with speed with me inside.

I woke up immediately.. I constantly have this night mare, about my dad's death.

wale wakeup.. we are robbing the celerity bank today.

I didn't forget Stephanie I said; trying to open my eye.

I was fast asleep.

We already planned the heist.

We will be robbing the biggest bank of all time In Savannah state, and we are doing this to avenge our fathers dad.

Our dad which we call Doc. was killed in our last heist; 5yrs ago.

We spent 5years planning this heist, and the whole government official would pay for the death of our father.

Of course the minister of finance of Savannah state would be in the bank today, and Governor of all banks savannah state will also be present.

And yes this heist was planned well by my dearest sister Stephanie.

Is everyone ready? steph. Wale asked Stephanie.

Yes all boys are in their exact position and the ones that are supposed to be in the bank are already in.

What about our security friend? wale asked.

He already know what to do.

That's good.

we go in 1, 2, 3 and ehnnn 4.

It was already 8.am at the dot.

move it..

We drove to the bank.

Wale played loud music. (sometimes by T.I blaze ft olamide).

And he sang along.... (sometimes food no the give man Joy, but ghani loud the feeling is different).

we already reached the bank.

What did you come to do? The security man outside asked us.

We came to deposit money officer.

where is your facemask? the security asked.

of course we have them. we wore our facemask.

You have to wait outside, when its time you go in. the security man said.

Its alot of money sir. we won't feel comfortable staying outside waiting. Stephanie told the security man.

Just wait ma. He insisted.

We had no choice than to wait.

We waited for like 5 minutes.

Then a security man approached us.

Sir You can go in; with hmmm 7 of you over there.

The security man counted the seven and pointed at them.

And of course yes, it was our security man.

We moved into the bank, and it was really a busy Monday, many people came to deposit money in the bank.

Stephanie and wale(I) were examining the atmosphere.

We already saw the minister of finance walking into the governors office.

Everyone was in position.

Let me use the rest room, Stephanie said.

She went to the rest room.

I was just moving around the bank. doing nothing.

A banker approached me.

Are you having difficulty with something? He asked.

Noo not at all.

Just moving around and waiting for my sister. I smiled and said.

oooo I see. he said.

yah. I replied.

Some group of guys already went into the rest room.

I saw this lady, sitting at the customer chair, she was alone.

I was becoming bored, so I had to approach her.

Hey beautiful frowning face you got there. I sat down close to her.

She smile shylishly.

You also got a beautiful smile.

Am wale. I stretched my hand to hers.

Sandra. she said also bringing her hand forward.

Beautiful name. you got there.

But can I call you sandy baby? I asked.

she laughed out loud, holding her hand to control her laughter.

Who goes by that type of name now? she asked.

That's old school. she said.

Old school got vibes you know. I replied her.

Am old school and I got vibes.

Everybody line down!!!!!!! and that comes with a heavy gunshot on the air,,, sorry ceiling? no, up of the bank. Don't know... but it was definitely a loud gun shot by Stephanie.

TO Be Continued
https://storymack.com.ng/family-of-thieves-episode-2/

Hi guys, my name is Caleb Ezubuike. A young Nigerian and a university lecturer.
I have a story to tell and i really would want you guys to learn something from it. Life is all about lessons and i wish to use my life story to send some messages across.

This is my Story >>

Most African university graduates do dream of becoming a lecturer. We all know about the bright future of lecturers, the respect they controlled and the wealth that followed them.

Yea being a lecturer gives one the opportunity to get to the very top if he’s serious about it.
As a lecturer you have a clear path towards becoming a professor and it’s now left for you to work towards making it happen.

I was opportune to travel to Canada for my master’s degree, immediately after my NYSC in 2006. I returned to Nigeria two years later and quickly married a family friend’s daughter whose father was equally the Dean of Education faculty in the university that employed me two months after my wedding. I had my life well planned out. I already knew what to do and what not to do in achieving my goals.

My parents were equally supportive and moderately wealthy. They supported me in everything.
Being the last child in the family of two girls, i was overly pampered by my parents and siblings, even after my marriage to Jessica who equally was a nurse in the state General hospital.

I soon started work as a lecturer with a strong spirit towards correcting all the wrongs in the university system. I swore to stand straight in my dealings with students. I swore never to compromise my dignity and be a good man respected by everyone but unfortunately it was easier said than done. Being a lecturer opened my eyes to the realities on ground.

Politics and corruption was already well embedded in the university system that you either join in the show or look the other way. I was young and ambitious. The options before me was simply unimaginable.
Hmmmm, well at first i was forced to look the other way and face my classroom work, which i did with great zeal .

I handled Bio 101, 102, 201, 202, 301, 354 & 402. It really wasn’t easy for me at all and to worsen my situation some of the senior lecturers i shared the courses with, left everything for me to handle alone and the number of students offering the courses were quite enormous.

But that wasn’t even the major problem. As soon as the first exam i was to participate as a lecturer arrived, more temptations poured in..
The first temptation was from final year student known as comfort. She was the first to tempt me.
How did it all happen??

TO Be Continued
https://storymack.com.ng/mr-lecturer-episode-2/

My name is Love. I grew up seeing my father distributing suspension in church to his members like a free gift. My father was a very stern pastor. Sometimes I do hear people in the village parading with his name calling him wicked. I can't count the number of times he has canceled weddings when he finds out the bride is pregnant, no amount of pleadings will change my father decision.

"I was sent to groom and prepare for the Lord a generation of decent, spotless, and godly people and not filthy beings for the next coming of our savior and that I must achieve! My father will always brag whenever his fellow pastors advises him to lessen his hands on his members.

At home he handles us with iron hands because we have to be a good example to other children in the village.
"Its not a mistake that I have only two children. I personally told your mother to stop once you were born Love so that I can open my eyes well on you and your brother. I won't be alive and see you two bring me shame and bring my hard work to nothing, no way! My father will always shout us at home with any little mistake we make.

I and my brother got very scared to make mistakes and tried our best to live our lives to the standard our father gave to us but I had a problem. I was not good at all with Physics and mathematics as a science student. Though I had no interest in science, but as I said earlier, my father gave us a standard already and the way we must go even in the choice of what we will study.

My brother who had interest in cars, and he will always be found at the mechanic shop looking at the way cars are being repaired. My father screamed out and casted the spirit of mechanism from him with enough beatings when he found out, saying the Lord said he should be a lawyer.
We were both struggling in academics and worked extra hard to meet up.

At school when I opened my book and saw the test score, I just heaved and closed the book very disappointed that I failed with my legs raised up. Because of my father stern attitude, the teachers will always separate me from the other students when its time for tests and examinations.

"Malpractice or asking your friends answers in the hall is a sin, that's what your father do preach right? They will remind me.
It was becoming tiring for me. I could not make friends nor mingle with people so that they won't influence me according to my father.

My case was more interesting because I am a female child,
"Don't let a boy come close to you so you won't get pregnant, was what my parents told me. I feared suspension and stayed off even though I had questions running in my head with what I do hear from my biology teacher.

"Love you've failed again? Cecilia asked as I covered my head on the desk crying.
"I don't know what to do, soon the mock exams will start, I replied.

"Don't you think you need a teacher? Like a home teacher I mean, she said.
"My father won't accept, I said.

"Just explain things to him and try to make him understand, don't forget no one will help you during the exams, Cecilia said and it got me more scared.
I and my brother were in the same class because we started school together. According to my mom they didn't have the money to enroll him in school when he was suppose to start, we had to start together when the money finally came.

As we strolled back home I complained to Pius about my poor grades in school and he just smiled like it was nothing,
"I don't understand, what's funny? I asked him.
"What do you want me to say? He asked back.

"You have nothing to say? I asked him.
"Love I have nothing to say, why not go tell your parents who pushed us to where we don't know where its taking us. Imagine me sitting down to read different literatures what for? Pius asked and I breathed out.

"The mock exams is coming up, if we don't pass we can't enter the next class na, I said.
'Does it concern me? No should I kill myself? The shame will surely go back to him, I wonder how he will keep his face when his two children fails with high rank, Pius said and quickly walked away from me and I could sense that he's really angry.

My mother returned from the market and I decided to talk to her, unlike my dad she has a small spot to listen to us even though we will be wasting our time because she will have to still discuss with her husband.
"Mommy please you know I am trying hard, help me talk to daddy, I need a home teacher, I told her.
"Love you know that is not going to happen, how many hours will this home teacher have with you? She asked.

"Mommy I don't know but if i want to be honest with you, my grades is very poor, I replied.
"I'll try my best anyway, she said and left the kitchen and I breathed out.

That night we left our rooms for prayers, my father just fixed his eyes on me that I began to wonder what I've done.
"What is this home teacher I am hearing? He finally asked.
"Daddy it's......... "Are you reading your book! How special is your brain that I have to pay for a home teacher and a school teacher! He shouted and I closed my eyes shaking.

"She wants to start now to have a home teacher and you're supporting her, when she gets to the university what will she ask for? This home teacher will it be free? He asked referring to my mom.
"But she's complaining her grades are low, my mother replied.

"Is it our fault? Did our parents then or did we know what is home teacher at our time? Didn't we struggled to pass the way we can? This children are too relaxed, in fact get up let's pray! He shouted and we sluggishly stood up and that was the end of a home teacher.

After a week I heard our seniors are organizing an extra class for us free. I was most excited and that morning before I left for school I told my parents about it,
"I need you back to this house before 3pm, my father said.
"But daddy the class begins after the school is over, I can't be home before 3pm, I said.

"Did I tell you to attend any class? My father asked.
"But daddy why are you doing this? This class is beneficial for me as a science student and our exams is coming up soon, is it bad for the students to gather us up and teach us what they know ahead of the exams? I asked and my mother cleared her throat.

"When will you be coming back? She asked.
"An hour late, I replied.

"Dear please let her attend, its still part of learning right? My mother asked but he was quiet.
"Please na, they are almost late for school, my mother said again looking at the time as we waited for him.

"And you Pius you have no extra class? My father asked.
"There is, but I'm not interested in it, he replied.

"Very good, She should not be interested also, my father said to my mother.
"But they are in different class, isn't the science class more difficult? My mother asked.

"That's what they make you believe. Anyway you can attend but don't dare to come back late, my father said.
"Thank you daddy, I happily said and left with Pius.

We were barely 10 of us who attended the class and it made it easy for the students to attend to us and made us understand. I felt very comfortable with my seniors teaching me, it was penetrating better especially when the senior boys prefect comes up to teach Physics.
Within a week after I started the class, I saw improvement and I was doing well with the assignments they do give after every teaching.

I saw myself interacting with my classmates which was not so, and I was so close with the boys prefect and we go home together because Pius was not waiting for me.
One day as we walked home together I saw a member of the church who I greeted very well and she responded well also and we passed.
That evening I was doing my assignment when my father got in very furious,

"Love, who is this boy you're always seen walking and smiling with on the road? My father asked.
"Hey daddy that's our boys prefect, I replied

"So what? You will have to hold hands together and walk side by side laughing? Do you know that is appearance of evil? My father asked.
"Daddy we didn't hold hands o, we just walked and talked, I replied.

"Talked about what exactly that all your forty two teeth will be showing huh? He asked.
"Daddy its thirty two, I corrected and I received a slap that fitted my face.

"Yes correct me and ignore the question I asked you. Let me not see you with that boy and Enough of the extra class! He shouted and walked out and Pius just placed his hand under his chin looking at me as I cried holding my cheek.
"Aunty Amarachi actually reported you, Pius said and I looked at him and sniffed and stormed out of the house and got to her place straight up.

"Why are you this wicked and a jobless gossiper? Can't you do something better in your life than reporting people? I asked facing her.
"What do you mean by that? She asked.

"Oh stop pretending! Because you saw me walking with a boy you reported me to my father for what exactly? I asked.
"To stop you from getting pregnant and get suspended. Oh oh oh you're even raising your shoulders high because I called your father to look at you huh? Truly you have no respect for elders, she replied.

"Mind your business woman, look after your own children and leave me alone! I shouted and left her compound while she clapped her hands behind me.
When I got home I saw my mother coming out from the kitchen,
"Where are you coming back from? She asked but I looked away still very angry.

"I am talking to you! She shouted.
"To aunty Amarachi place, I told her to stop gossiping, I replied.

"Is Aunty Amarachi your mate? She asked.
"Oh she knows like that and she can't stop being an idle gossiper? I asked back.

"Wonderful! I can see all she told me very visible now. So you even insulted someone old enough to be your mother Love? My father asked coming out and I just scoffed.
"I didn't insult her but called her to order, let her stop intruding into other people business so that the size of her nose will reduce, I replied and left to the use the other door to enter my room.

I heard my father ranting and vibrating the whole house but I didn't care. Stopping me from the extra class or talking with Solomon was something I was not planning to do, I just knew from that day I was no longer that obedient lamb that can be kicked around.

TO Be Continued
https://storymack.com.ng/the-pastors-daughter-episode-2/

I was nicknamed Seal-breaker by my friends. Why? Because not only was I an expert in breaking virginity, I had deflowered so many girls. Why do I like virgins, I know not but I know having the knowledge that a girl was a virgin was a serious turn on for me. Although virgins in this generation were scarce, so I decided to aim a little lower and more specifically. My target were teenage girls. They were fresh, beautiful, chaste but gullible, which means that one of their highest weaknesses were words also known as flattery.

I had watched a lot of romantic movies, read a lot of romantic books and listened to a lot of R&Bs all because I wanted to up my game and be good at making girls swoon just at the sound of my voice and the words that escaped my mouth. I had broken so many hymen that it seemed like oxygen to me. Why do I like virgins? It was simply because I had been abused by one when I was a child. I was just sixteen and the first shadow of beard could be seen above my upper lip and back then, I was in SS2. An innocent church boy who loved the piano and minded business.

My abuser had been a member of my church. She was twenty four and was chubby. She was in the choir department and was one of the lead vocalist. Her name was Gloria. Anytime Gloria sang, the holy Spirit seemed to be interested in visiting the church that day for you’ll see other female members of the church going into a trance or simply falling under the amounting. Some would reel back and scatter the chairs, upsetting them and alarming the other members of the congregation standing around them.

If they were not lucky, they would hit the floor and start rolling, squirming or vibrating like a Nokia phone. One of the things which baffled me was how they always remembered to keep their thighs together. Another puzzle that was yet to be solved was why it always had to be the feminine gender. Young girls, ladies, mothers and even grandmothers weren’t an exception. As long as Sister Gloria was ministering with her sonorous voice, a female will surely fall under the anointing.

Everyone admired her and even I myself had a crush on her which only my best friend knew about. I just didn’t know how I was to profess my love to sister Gloria. I mean, she was eight years older than I was and not only did I dread being embarrassed, I also dreaded being rejected, so I decided that it was best if I kept my feelings to myself to avoid stories that touch. However, since I would sometimes go to the church in the evenings after school for personal trainings, I soon discovered that something was going on between sister Gloria and brother Efosa, the Choir Master.

He was thirty-two and had a fiancee whom worshipped in another church. The important factor that gave Brother Efosa a chance to cheat was because of the long distance relationship he had with his girlfriend. She was in the northern part of the country, working in a bank and he was based in Lagos, working as the manager of a company. I had known brother Efosa for a very long time and I didn’t like him. In fact, I hated him the more when I found out that he had finally reached the tentacles towards the very girl I was crushing on and what was more annoying was the fact that she was almost always all over him.

It is a surprising thing that once a guy in the church is good at singing, suddenly, every girl has a crush on him. The guy didn’t have to be handsome or rich, he just had to stand on that alter, sing and plunge everyone down an emotional tunnel and boom, every girl wanted to talk to him. You keep hearing his name popping up everywhere on every girl’s lips till it becomes so annoying you want to choke the next girl who mentions his name to you.

Anyways, back to sister Gloria, I started noticing that something was fishy when I would see brother Efosa and sister Gloria sneak into a dark corner in the church. I didn’t like it one bit and I wondered what was so attractive about brother Efosa. Although, he was sturdy but he was bald and had a bushy beard covering his chin and a moustache forming around his mouth, so why would girls be pulled to him like moths to light?

Each night sister Gloria followed brother Efosa into a corner, she came out looking more distressed. One evening, as I arrived church and decided to eat some superbite sausage and Viju milk, I heard people arguing and then brother Efosa burst out of the corner with sister Gloria following him with tears while she pleaded about something I had no idea of but he was resolute so he brushed her off and walked out of the church, got into his car and sped off while sister Gloria returned inside the church building, sat down at the rear of the church and began to weep with her face buried in her eyes.

Concerned, I tucked away my snack and drink and tentatively approached her. I sat down with her but didn’t know what to say. I naively placed my hand on her back and began to pat her gently. She looked up and I realized that her face was streaked with tears and her eyes were red. She stared at me for a moment as she slowly ceased crying then asked me an unexpected question.

“How old are you, Patrick?” She asked, sniffling.

“Um, sixteen going on seventeen by August.” I replied, slightly puzzled.

“Do you have a girlfriend?” She asked yet again.

I smiled shyly. I wanted to tell her that I would love to date her but nobody else but I said instead, “No.”

“Do you m——–e?”

That question deepened my puzzled frown. I looked around warily due to the fact that we were in a church. “Um, sister Gloria, that question is a little bit too per-” I started to say but she cut me off.

“Just answer!” She stated.

I swallowed hard but simply nodded, too shy and ashamed to verbally affirm it in church. “Good,” she said. “I want you to do me a favour, it’s very important. Can you come to my place after school, in the evening?” She asked.

“But I have practice.” I said.

“Forget about practice. I’ll give you ten thousand naira if you can be there at 5:30 p.m.”

At the mention of such an amount, my eyes widened and I blurted. “I’ll be there.”

“Okay.” She rose, taking her handbag. “Do not tell anyone about it.

“I won’t.” I meekly answered.

Without a word, she wiped her face with her hands and walked out of the church leaving me dumbfounded, wondering what sort of favour was so important that she was willing to offer ten thousand naira for it. On my way home after practice, I just couldn’t stop thinking about her and I anticipated the next day like I had never done before.

TO Be Continued
https://storymack.com.ng/mr-teacher-episode-2/

DANIELLA 🧡

God Ii so much hate my life. I know Iam abandoned and an orphan but must everybody remind me everytime?
I watched students in the hallway whispering to themselves laughing and pointing at me as I walked pass them some where even taking videos and pictures of myself. Yeah that's my life everyday. I heard a ding sound from my phone and brought it out to check it, only to see pictures of myself with different hashtags, #nerd orphan, #poor beggar. I put my phone back into my bag and kept them in my locker while I removed my notebook and headed for lectures...

The bell rang 30minutes later and everyone sighed in relief including me. You might think that iam lazy but that's not the case, this man's lectures is always boring.
I walked out of the class with everyone else and kept my book in my locker then collected my lunchbox and headed for the cafeteria. While walking I noticed some.. more precisely all the students in the hallway staring at me. Not like they don't always stare at me but this one is different. I opened the door to the cafeteria and something smelly splashed on me. Everyone in the cafeteria laughed at me and I ran out in tears oh God this is too much for me to bear help me.

<strong>GENERAL DONOVAN 🧡</strong>

Sir the war is fast approaching we need more soldiers that is the only way out. I scoffed as I listened to the other Generals arguing. Enough the Field Marshal said and every where dead silent. What do you think General Donovan he asked me and I looked up to him indifferently and spoked. The only thing to do here is to recruit soldiers to fight for their home more likely get them to come here well legally though. We'll ask the court to issue out a court order. Irelaxed in my chair and stared at all the people in the hall.

So you are trying to tell me that we should snatch the freedom of people out there just because we are in short of soldiers? What about the parents of those people do you have a heart General Donovan? You are a soldier for goodness sake and you fight for freedom not snatch it from people. I say we fight the way we are for our country and home. General Khalid said. Some of the generals nodded in agreement while others disagreed. I stared right at his face and spoke. We should fight for our country and home you said? I asked and he nodded.

Then what happens to our families when we fight to death and end up losing the war? I asked again and him with the other generals that agreed with him were tongue tied. I didn't say snatch people's freedom, it is just until the war is over and besides we will go for orphans from the orphanage with no parents or relatives. After the war we would give them the privilege to choose whether to continue as soldiers or leave the military and we will also support them in any legal career they choose. This is our country and home and everybody should fight to protect it not only the soldiers. I concluded.

OK! Thank you general, Donovan I think your idea is great so I'll leave the recruitment of the soldiers and also their training into the hand's of you and general Khalid, meeting dismissed the field Marshal said and walked out of the board room followed by others. I stood up and was about to walk out when general Khalid stopped me. You know this is not the only option and it is also not right he said. We don't do things because it is right or wrong, we do things that are a necessity General I expect youof all people to know this . Isaid and walked out of the hall.

TO Be Continued
https://storymack.com.ng/my-one-and-only-general-chapter-3-4/

Some years ago, I lived with my grandmother; a diabetes patient. It was just the two of us living together. She was allergic to salty food. Even though salt doesn't affect blood glucose levels, too much salt could raise her blood pressure.

So, I’d always prepare our meal together but whenever I wanted to dish mine, I’d add uncooked salt to my own portion. I always did that when the food was still hot. It was particularly the major thing I detested then living with her. She didn’t choose to be diabetic, so I had to manage and adapt.

Grandma was in her late seventies. She was ageing with gray hairs. There were least of things she could do at her age but she never liked to miss being at the church premises. A devout catholic mother. Well, let me not bore you more about grandma, as you go on to read the rest of my story, you’ll surely find out whom she was and what she’s made of.

My name is Victoria, but my grandma preferred calling me by my Igbo name, Ziora. But friends and acquaintances called me Zee, my siblings inclusive. I’m what you might describe as a chubby girl. Though some folks felt I’m fat but I hate to admit that I’m fat. Literally, I’m not. I’m pretty satisfied with what I see every time I stand before the mirror.

My parents and siblings lived in Abuja while I was staying with Grandma in the village—somewhere in Anambra State. In the family of six, I was the only one who accepted to assist grandma while schooling in the village. And that really transformed me to a pauper village girl. None of my siblings accepted to stay with her due to numerous reasons, health issues inclusive. I had empathy for grandma—and that made me more closer to her. There was this bond between us.

The good thing about living with my grandma was I had everything I ever needed. She had six sons, my father inclusive—and all were doing very well. Two were outside the country while the remaining four lived in Lagos and Abuja. My uncles were used to sending money weekly and monthly, depending on needs. Truth is, I could bill the five of them today and get credit alerts the next day. They cherished me just like I cherished living with their mother. I had enough clothes, shoes, wrist watches and other luxuries, but those stuffs didn’t really made me happy enough. I still missed my family—my siblings were such a vibe that living together with them was nothing to compare with.

Grandma and I lived in his first son’s storey building. Sometimes, it was terrifying living in that big mansion. The serenity and calmness was too dangerous for my likeness. We lived in a two bedroom flat downstairs but once in a blue moon, I do clean up the flats upstairs and the remaining flats downstairs. I had always dreaded going into those rooms all alone. Even though we had a standby generator and Dstv, it wasn’t really enough to kill boredom. Besides, I was bad at operating the oversized sumec generator.

Living with my grandma changed me in a way; I became used to running errands here and there, visiting places I never knew. Normally, my family visited villa only during festive periods, so I barely knew places until I started living with grandma.

Then I had a boyfriend, Emeka. But I called him Meska. My day one nigga. Instead of the normal Zee I was known for, he preferred calling me Ziggy. Even though it sounded masculine, I loved it. He was the very first person I fell in love with. Though I was young and naïve. I was just eighteen and had written Waec the previous year.

Emeka was cute and alluring. And that was what really attracted me to him. His lips, curly hairs and of all, his command of English language was top notch. His presence was so so electrifying. And don’t think I asked him out because of the way I described him. No, I couldn’t just do the approaching. I felt it was normal for guys to do it and not the other way round. He was actually the one who did the ‘chyking' and wooing. After initial ‘gragra' I accepted to be Meska's lover and the rest they say was history.

Meska was an undergraduate at Unizik. He was studying Fine and Applied Art. He was a badass artist. His drawings and artworks looked great just like him. He had good numbers of followers on Instagram who followed him because of his amazing works and crafts. The prospect of being in a relationship with him grew by the day. There were days we talked about the number of kids we would have when finally we get married, and other days we quarreled and fought. But at the end of the day, we’d always make up and move on. I was really crazy about him. His hairstyle then was ‘Gallas'. You’d never see Meska on any other hairstyle aside ‘Gallas'.

My best moments were the days he came for holidays or weekends. He would always drive me around the village with his father’s motorcycle. Oftentimes, we went swimming at the river till red eyes. Thinking about these lovely memories with Meska kinda makes me feel nostalgic.

Meska and I were dating but grandma never knew about our relationship. The least thing she expected from me was seeing me around boys. She had cautioned me severally to keep off from them—and I knew her fear was premarital sex that could lead to pregnancy. Grandma said something I’d never forget and it goes: “Don’t get deceived by their sugarcoated mouth. They don’t love you. They only want to sleep with you and move to the next person.” Till today, I still haven’t forgotten that.

Despite her warnings and cautions, I still didn’t adhere. I was blinded by youthful exuberance. Meska was the source of my happiness those days. He was simply my joy giver. Waking up every day and realizing I had someone as him in my life was a big flex. It lessened my boredom and made me feel excited by the day.
I did everything possible to hide him away from grandma. Anytime Meska was in our house, bear it in mind that grandma had gone a far distance journey or perhaps at the market. I was that careful that she never suspected any silly movement.

Another silly act I did was giving out our foodstuffs to Meska whenever he was returning to school. We actually had more than enough and there was no way grandma would suspect any missing foodstuffs. How would she even gonna find out? Not to exaggerate, her monthly money for upkeep always totaled in six figures. And funnily enough, I gave Meska from that money. Isn’t that crazy? Garri, rice, beans, tinned milk and tea, onions, red oil and other provisions were what Meska always got from me each time his holidays were over. He was really grateful for everything I did.

His parents weren’t that rich. I could do anything for my Meska. I was so in love. I was mad over him in Runtown's voice—and that was when that hit song was trending. I eventually used it as my ringtone. Now, I don’t even know if Runtown is still singing, shey baba don retire ni?

There came a time when Meska was done with his second semester exams (200l). He visited home a week after the end of his exams. And that was the month of August; August meeting had started. It was on the second day of the meeting, Mama had gone out dressed on her CWO attire; white and customized blue wrapper. The moment she left, I quickly called Meska on phone. I hadn’t seen him in a long time and there I was, impatiently waiting for his arrival. I couldn’t wait to behold his face.

He promised to come in the next thirty minutes but after an hour, Meska didn’t show up. I got tired of hearing him say things like: “I’ll be there soon.” I dropped my phone angrily. Not long after I called him last, he finally showed up. My joy knew no bound. Even when I was clearly sad. He came in through the big black painted gate.
He was all smile seeing my angry look. His smile was infectious and that got me smiling sheepishly. I rushed him with a hug, almost throwing him off balance but Meska didn’t allow us fall. He apologized for being late. His mother had kept him doing one thing or the other; he narrated.

“It’s fine. How’s school? Your girlfriends are really treating you well.” I teased him. He went into momentarily laughter. After which he said there was no such person he loved the way he loved me. And that really got me emotional. I hugged him again and this time we held each other’s arms for some seconds. He was taller. So, he kissed my forehead. “I have missed you so much.” He whispered softly into my left ear. "Meska, I missed you more.”

We went inside—straight to my already arranged room. It was covered with darkness, I drew the curtain and light from the beaming sun came through the Louvres. There was no light, I asked him to turn on the generator. Luckily, there was enough petrol in it.
The blue bulb gave a dim light. The ceiling was in motion up there and that gave the room enough ventilation. He reached for my bed and sat there while pressing his phone.

The bed which was neatly against two walls—one of which was painted yellow and smattered with posters. A pillow neatly propped against it. I didn’t even get to offer him anything before joining him on the bed. I had missed my nigga so much. He smelled so nice on his vintage shirt.

"So, you won’t offer me anything?” He teased in Igbo. We laughed.
"Food is surplus in the house. I want to eat you first then we’d both eat whatever you want.” My silly response.

He threw a pillow at my face. I found the second pillow, threw it at him. I stood up hastily, while he ran after me. Before I could get to the door, he grabbed me from the back, I turned with a smiling face. Our eyes got locked in contact—starring at each other affectionately. And that lead to crashing of lips. He grabbed my protruded ass while kissing my lips. He made way towards the direction of the bed; he pushed me down when he reached the high bed. And just like two dogs on heat period, we began rolling on the sheet. He pulled my top and my bum short, leaving me with my undies and bare breast. I unbuttoned his vintage shirt while he pulled his trouser.

I couldn’t get enough of him. I was tired and sore but I didn’t care. I wanted him in me. His weight on top of me. I wanted to squeeze him in further and further. I wanted to watch his face. I wanted his sweat to drop on top of me. I wanted to drop mine on him. I got on top of him. I’d never done it before. I couldn’t believe it; I was inventing something. I held him and put him in. He felt deeper in me. I'll never forget it. I was totally in charge and he liked it. I held his hands down. He pretended he want to break free.

Then I let my tits touch his face. He did something, I copied him. I did something. He copied it back, forced more of him into me.

Twenty minutes on, we heard a car honk at the gate. I jumped up. I popped out my head through the window, cold shivers ran through my spine when I behold who alighted from the Mercedes Benz.

TO Be Continued
https://storymack.com.ng/living-with-my-grandma-episode-2/

The next day the first person to wake me up was Anita with her calls, I was very surprised when she asked me how was my journey the previous day. Is this girl a witch? I thought after long discussion with her she told me to come to her house that day since my grandma doesn’t allow visitors in our house. I accepted the offer and it was as if she should go mad, after another set of discussion we ended the call while I sat upright on my bed and quickly remembered something Emeka told me the previous night.

‘’Guy did you know that since you left this village you are the talk of the town among teenages and youth’’ Emeka said


‘’What??’’

‘’The city boy who betrayed his girlfriend by proposing to her enemy in her present’’ Emeka said as the statement strucked my heart like a thunder.

‘’wait wait guy are you serious about this??”’

‘’stay there na what they are just waiting for is to see you come back to this village and people will start pointing saying that is the heartless city boy’’

‘’no problem that one is their business’’ I said climbing the bed.

Back to present====


I remembered the tigers and I smiled, looked up the roof and muttered some words ‘’Anita is the cause of all this right. She wants love no problem I will give her love but I promise Anita that I will spoil and destroy her life to the extent that she will regret this day’’ I said stood up and headed to the sitting room.

At exactly 12pm, I got dressed with one of my expensive clothes, called kimkom to meet me at the bustop in order to take me to Anita’s house. About five minutes later, kimkom arrived while we started our journey. I called Anita on phone to direct me which she did with joy. In less than an hour we arrived a well built bungalow green in colour wasn’t fenced. Kimkom and I alighted while I called her that we were outside her house. Anita came out of the building with a bum shot and a sleevless top….

‘’Jake!!!!!’’ she shouted as she ran and hugged me’’

‘’Jake I have missed you a lot, wow you are looking more handsome’’ she said while I blushed and made a quick sign to kimkom.


‘’Boss I will be in the vehicle waiting’’ kimkom said and left.

‘’Who is he??’’ Anita asked.

‘’Don’t tell me you don’t know kimkom my driver’’

‘’Wow so you have a driver, I thought the guy who used to come and pick you was your uncle or relation’’

‘’oh no he is my driver, you are also looking splendid’’

‘’stop flatering me’’

‘’like seriously am not flattering you, I never knew you were this beautiful’’

‘’hmmm now you know, lets go inside joor’’

We went inside the well funished house, the house was really beautiful with executive interiors. I made myself comfortable by sitting in a sofa, while she went inside probably the kitchen. Suddenly my principal came out and saw me in her sitting room.

‘’Jake how are you??’’

‘’Am fine ma’’

‘’Hope there is no problem’’

‘’Not at all ma I just came visiting’’

‘’ok that’s good of you, am on my way to the school make yourselve comfortable’’

‘’thank you ma’ I said while she left.

Few minutes later Jane came to the sitting room and was very surprised to see me.

‘’Senior Jake!!’’ she said in awe.

‘’cmon call Jake forget the senior stuff how are you??’’

‘’As you can see am doing well’’

‘’I can see it, that’s good’’

‘’ Hey what’s happening here?’’ Anita asked with a tray of chivita and glass cup.

‘’nothing much, you all are looking good’’

‘[smiling] thanks’’ Anita said putting down the tray.

‘’why do you have to disturb yourselves, am ok’’

‘’don’t say that for God sake this is the first time you are coming to my house’’

‘’if you say so let’s eat’’

We ate together and at the same time gisting about different things but I wasn’t that concerntrating as I was admiring Jane, Anita’s sister, I was already liking the girl. Could this love or lust I thought. We continued our gist until Jane started giving me some seductive flash light but Anita didn’t notice. At a point it was already too much so I decided to take my leave.

‘’Anita I will be on my way now’’

‘’but you haven’t stayed long’’ she said childishly/

‘’yea I have something to catch up with but I will see you later’’

‘’ok let me escort you’’ she said leading the way.

As soon as we got outside the house, I called her to a corner holding her hands and looking into her eyes.

‘’Anita am so sorry for all that I have done to you in the past, am sorry for hurting your feelings… now I realise my mistakes, I love you so much and I promise to take care of you’’

‘’wait wait Jake are you serious oh my God Jake I love you I love you I love you’’ she said happily jumping on me while I carried her and kissed her passionately. I felt my heart pierced sharply and a tiny voice saying ‘’why are you betraying Chioma’’ I felt very sad and heart broken but I replied the voice saying…

‘’Not intentional but doing this for a reason’’

‘’I will give you a call’’ I said entering my Honda Pilot.

‘’Bye my love’’ she said as kimkom started the engine and drove away……

The remaining days of the week was fun and Interesting as kimkom, Emeka and I were just flexing round the village. Since I came back to the village guilt hasn’t allow me to visit or call Chioma and I know she must have heard that am back. Finally, it was Monday the day of school resumption.

MONDAY MORNING

The atmosphere was very tensed that morning, I was fully dressed in my amicable dark blue and white uniform. In no time kimkom arrived to take Emeka and I to school while we hopped into the vehicle and drove off, we were half way gone when we came across the last person I wanted to see. I bent low to avoid the person from seeing me but my foolish cousin Emeka told kimkom to stop…….

TO Be Continued
https://storymack.com.ng/chioma-the-village-girl-episode-22/

I started my love life very well, therefore , it was my prerogative to select a partner.

And I have chosen one which is Michel Collins .

but my father keeps detecting for me who to love, which I never heed to his advice.

For countless time, he had threatened to disown me,

If I continue to date Poor Mike, as he used to call him.

However, I was not bothered and I was prepared for my father to disown me anytime.

According to a popular belief, love is a story of two individuals who are content to die for one another.

Therefore, I was willing to die rather than letting Mike to go due to poverty or my father's threat.

Although I don't know why I had such feelings , but since the bond was so powerful, I assume it's love.

On the other hand, Mike was more in love with me than anything else.

But I was unaware that my father would one day killed my joy.
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After graduating from one of Nigeria's universities with the aid of his mother,

Michel began working as a cab driver to support himself because there were no jobs available.

He continued to pray, nonetheless, and also submitted his CV to different companies.

When the time is right, I'll land a job was his every day music.

But he never knew that my father will k!ll him at the verge of his success..
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My father was a cruel man who hated the underprivileged.

Despite my pleadings and the fact that he had openings in his company, he refused to employ Michel.

No one has ever achieved success on their own.everyone has been helped by another, ,

Why don't you help Michel Dad? I asked him.

And have you forgot in a sudden that it was Barr ogaar who brought you to fame, ?

He slapped me and asked me never to say that again.

Honestly, my father is an evil man.

Anyway, that is the irony of life, yet this story's conclusion will demonstrate just how evil people can be.

TO Be Continued
https://storymack.com.ng/my-wicked-father-episode-2/

Winifred’s POV (Point Of View)

My family painted the town red on my wedding day. My wedding was on every lip. I was the talk of the town. Every girl out there envied me and I couldn’t be more proud. My husband was God-sent and I wouldn’t have wanted another husband besides him in my next life. I was so overjoyed. Being a virgin, I had married my husband and he was so proud that I could abstain from sex in such a generation. I had seen so much admiration in his eyes after he had deflowered me and I was glad that I had waited this long for the right person.

Well, my nightmare began when his company decided to take him from me and tear down my marriage. Having been given a good promotion, he had been asked to relocate to Canada to oversee the affairs of the branch over there. He told me that plans to help move his family over there would only be valid after five years which meant that I was stuck in Nigeria.

I cried like a child and couldn’t be consoled. I just couldn’t bare the thought of not being with my husband or being able to see him everyday. Even though he promised to call frequently and communicate through Skype, I knew that no video call could replace having to see him physically. I wanted to touch him, kiss him and embrace him but now, that wouldn’t be possible anymore even though he promised to visit every six months.

On the day he was set to go, his mother and I accompanied him to the airport. I cried from the house to the airport in the car and when it was time for him to board the plane which was soon to depart, he hugged me but I just wouldn’t let go. His mother who had come with us had to tear me away from him so that he wouldn’t miss his flight. Forgetting my first class certificate and my pride and dignity, I crumbled to the floor and wept and passers-by couldn’t help but give me curious and puzzled looks.

I know it was embarrassing for my mother-in-law but she soon joined me in shedding tears. After much consoling and after watching the plane my husband had boarded, take off, I reluctantly agreed to go home. I couldn’t eat. I couldn’t sleep. I was the definition of restless. Even my favourite TV program felt bland and I was disinterested in it. All I wanted was my husband. Mother-in-law stayed with me for two days but soon had to go back to her base to take care of her business and I was left all by myself in the apartment.

Although, we were rich but we still lived in a rented apartment of four bedrooms flat because of our duplex was still under construction. My husband called me with an international number two days after he arrived his destination, and immediately I heard his voice, I started to cry again. He comforted me, called me a lot of pet names, made a thousand promises and that seemed to help me pull myself together.

Well, my problem started a few weeks after my husband travelled. I didn’t miss the cuddles and snuggling anymore because I now had a bigger problem before me, and that was s£x. I was starved of it. My husband had deflowered me and left me hungry for it and at this early stage of not having any s£xual satisfaction, I soon became frustrated and disoriented. Whenever I saw a movie and two people were kissing in it, my loin moistened up immediately. Watching Game of Thrones was not easy at all, with all the characters going at it like it was part of their daily obligations.

I didn’t know what to do. I could not masturbate because it just wasn’t my thing and I had no one to discuss it with besides my friends, Patricia and Amarachi. They were both married but like me, their husbands were always away for one reason or the other and I wondered how they managed to hold their bodies and deal with their s£xual cravings.

When I explained my plight to them, they both burst into laughter and high-fived each other with knowing smiles and I wondered what both women were hiding from me. They were wives of wealthy men and had almost everything money could buy except the attention of their husbands. I tried to coerce them into telling me what their secrets were but Amarachi only shook her head and said before she sipped her glass of chadonnay “You will not understand, Winifred.” She told me.

Almost a fortnight later, I discovered Patricia’s secret myself. I was sitting beside her in her Jeep at the back of the car while her driver, Sani drove us to her large boutique where we were to stop for her to pick up something before we went for the wedding reception of an acquaintance. We were chitchatting and I noticed that Patricia and her driver kept exchanging secret glances and smiles through the rearview mirror. The first time it happened, I thought nothing of it but when it happened the third time I realised that something weird was definitely up.

I said something to Patricia that made her laugh and then Sani, the driver suddenly interfered by chipping in his own words, leaving me surprised that a driver would dare interfere in a discussion between his madam and her friend and just when I thought Patricia would scold him for such an act, she laughed instead and added: “You are such a naughty boy, Sani.”

I held my peace and said nothing at her surprising statement. When we finally reached her boutique, she asked me to wait for her in the car as she got down. As she was about to go, she paused and said, “Sani, please bring the bag from the trunk to my office now.” With these words, she disappeared into her boutique where the security guard and her staff greeted her warmly and through the glass wall, I saw her simply acknowledge their greetings with a wave of a hand before walking up the stairs to her office above.

Sani soon disappeared into the boutique too, carrying a polythene bag. I sighed and waited in the car and slowly, time ticked by. Several minutes later, I was already growing impatient and when I checked my wristwatch, I realized that Patricia had been gone for more than thirty minutes. I wondered what was keeping her for so long and she was very well aware that we would be late for the wedding reception if we didn’t leave soon. I pulled out my smart phone and dialed her number but she didn’t take my call. I dialed her five more times, yet no answer.

In frustration, I got down the car and walked into the boutique. The staff didn’t care to stop me when I made for the stairs because they were familiar with me, instead they greeted me with warm smiles. I went up the stairs and without bothering to knock, I opened the door and what greeted my sight was a shock.

On the office desk, laid my friend on her back with her thighs wide open. Her panties hung around one ankle and kneeling on the floor before her was Sani the driver. His head was buried between her thighs and the way he was eating her shaved Honeypot while he twisted her nipples simultaneously, one would think he had not eaten for days.

What struck me more was the way my friend whose eyes were closed, was moaning and squirming and pulling his head closer for more like she was high on something. She had zipped down her lace dress, taken her arms out of the sleeves so that she could bare her massive br£asts and leave them to the mercy of her driver’s squeezing hands. The worst thing is that they were so engrossed in this oral act that they were oblivious to my presence.

“Patricia!” I cried out in disgust. I had never had oral s£x in my life because the thought of it seemed so repulsive and I had vowed never to indulge in such an unholy act.

She suddenly jolted to a sitting position while Sani was so startled by the sound of my voice that he reeled back and hit his head against the wall. Since he was still dressed, he quickly dashed out of the office unable to meet my eyes.

Your driver?!” I asked in disbelief.

TO Be Continued https://storymack.com.ng/lonely-wives-episode-2/

Aaaaaigghh!’ she shrieked from the brief, but intense pain.

Using her as if she were nothing but an animal, he began viciously pumping his hips back and forth, trying to saw her in half with his monstrous Joystick. With his wieght mashing her down against the chair, his hands clawed at her deliciously big bosoms, squeezing her hard Tips between his fingers as he relentlessly bleeped into her Kittycat.

He was feverishly Bleeping her, each wild thrust of his massive Joystick driving her cute Buttocks deeper into the foams of the chair. Her widely strecthed Kittycat had finally adjusted to the incredible size of the doctor’s Joystick and her slippery lubricating creams were flooding all around it. Twisting beneath him, Sandra could plainly hear the slurping suction of her slippery Kittycat-lips pulling and sucking on his plunging tool.

Bleeping into her with increased frenzy, he was wildly sucking on the sweet tongue that Sandra had just thrust into his mouth.

‘Oh, yes!’ she softly moaned beneath him, thrilled by the delicious friction of his thick rooster zipping in and out of her sizzling hole. She felt a perverse excitement as his hairy, limpy balls smartly slapped her cute bare Buttocks.

Pumping into her for all he was worth, the doctor could feel the moist heat of her tightly squeezing Kittycat rushing toward an explosive climax. Every tingling nerve in his hot Joystick was being deliciously stirred up by the soft slippery walls of her tight-fitting little Kittycat.

‘Oh, Sandra, baby!’ he began chanting like a mad man. ‘What a Bleep, honey! Oh, poo, you’re a hot little Dam!’
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The way her slit was squeezing around the hot slippery flesh of the doctor’s Joystick as he pumped in and out was more than he could take.

‘Uuuuuuuuggghhhh!’ he suddenly groaned when his hot load of Pour started spewing into her writhing Kittycat.

‘Me too!’ she screamed, clutching him tighter. ‘I’m coming with you, Doctor!’
When the last drop of Pour had dribbled out of his limp wet prick, he slowly withdrew it and rolled onto his back.

‘Now, Dam,’ he said, closing his eyes and folding his hands behind his head. ‘clean up my Joystick with your mouth.’

Sandra intensely hated this man, but she knew she had no choice but to gratify him. Crawling down between his obscenely spread legs, she picked up his flaccid joystick between her thumbs and forefinger and inserted the slimy thing into her mouth. It was thickly coated with his haif-dry Pour mixed with her own cuntal juices, and she had to swirl his shaft around her tongue for several moments before it was thoroughly cleaned.

‘That’s a good girl,’ whispered the doctor. ‘Now make it hard again’

Knowing she had no choice, she lowered her mouth farther down over his thick limp rooster, licking and rolling her tongue all around the sensitive underside. With his Joystick now much smaller than it was when they were Bleeping, Sandra had no trouble sucking the whole thing into her mouth.

Feeling his Joystick starting to become firmer, she slowly lifted her head and let the length of his rod slide across the roof of her mouth as she teasingly tickled it with the tip of her naughty tongue. Lowering her head back down,her ovaled lips slid down over the sensitive flesh of his swelling Joystick.

With his hands folded behind his head, the doctor was excitedly watching her lips sucking and pulling on his hard meat. She looked so beautiful with her long black hair flowing down over her bare shoulders and bosoms, and her lovely face bobbing up and down as she expertly sucked on his rooster. He could see his Joystick expanding rapidly in her mouth as she sucked, and he could hardly stand the intense ecstasy.

‘Oh, God,’ he softly moaned when the pretty nurse removed her mouth from his fully erect rooster.

Then once more lowering her head, she submissively took his thick rooster into her mouth again. Cupping his swollen balls in her hand, she deliciously ticked the crinkly loose skin with her fingertips. As she skillfully caressed his big ball-sac, Sandra pecked lightly on his rooster-head for several minutes with her lips. Then swiftly lowering her hand, She swallowed as much of his meat as possible. Up and down, up and down she bobbed her head, her lips and tongue deliciously sucked on his big pulsing rooster.

Grasping the cushions with his hands, the doctor was no longer aware of anything except her soft moist lips sliding up and down over his thick Joystick.

‘Oh, yes,’ he groaned through clenched teeth.

From the way his body was jerking and tensing, Sandra could tell he would be shooting his load. She was wildly aroused herself, and as she feverishly sucked on his Joystick, she hoped he would Bleep her again before the day was over. As the intense lust continued building in her loins, she tried to give him as much pleasure as possible. Sucking on the very end of his knob, she thrust the tip of her tongue into the tiny slit of his Joystick and lapped up several glistening drops of his delicious pre-Pour.
‘Oh, God!’ he moaned, ‘It’s so good…so good!’
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Becoming more aroused with every passing second, she provocatively slid her tongue all the way down the veined underside of his shaft until her nose was mashed into the curls of his big hairy balls. Then opening her mouth wide, she sucked in first one nut and then the other. Her sucking, licking mouth was literally stuffed full of his big lusty ball-sac.

‘Oh, God!’ He groaned again when the beautiful blackhead released his nuts and wolfed his swollen rooster-head into her mouth. He could feel her making swallowing motions deep in her throat as Sandra feverishly sucked on his swollen shaft. He was whimpering madly as his body shuddered convulsively under oral caresses. Squirming all over the couch, his leg stiffened and his toes curled as the intense pleasure built in his loins.

Sandra had sucked and licked on enough dicks to know when a man was about to shoot his load. Feeling the twitching of the flesh around the base of his rod as he panted and moaned, the lovely nurse began sucking deeper and harder, knowing his climax was imminent.

TO Be Continued https://storymack.com.ng/nurse-sandra-season-1-episode-2/

It was early in the morning. The sun has just risen and it's golden ray shone on the window but was stopped by the thick curtains in the room. Which was then roughly pushed to the side giving acess to the golden rays of the sun into the room.

Kelly Brown groaned and mumbled to himself half asleep. Wake up sleepy head his mother said as sh dragged the comforter from his body. Kelly tried to take it back but was not successful.
Seriously mom! I love you but staying with you is almost a nightmare. Kelly grumbled as he sat up from the bed. Whatever.. go and have your bath then come down for breakfast Kelly's mom said as she walked out of the room.

Thank God she's gone, now let me enjoy my beauty sleep Kelly said and was about to lay down on the bed only to hear his mom's voice from outside his room "don't even think of going back to sleep" Mrs Brown said from outside his room and Kelly had to look around his room to see if there was any hidden camera in his room. Urgh! So much for trying to be a good son. Damn! Kelly sluggishly walked to the bathroom brushed his teeth and had his bath he wore a loose shirt and tight jeans. Gosh can't wait to be done with this shit hole called school.

He felt sluggish to do his hair so he just ran his hand through it and arranged it a little although some strands of hair fell back on his face giving him that lazy but charming look. He went downstairs to the dining room and then sat on his sit. Morning Dad Morning so Mr Brown replied and soon the maids started serving breakfast. Mr Brown cleared his throat and loomed up to his son.

I spoke to Cherry's father and we came to a conclusion of you two getting married. There is no other person suitable for you and besides you two have known each other since childhood so I thought it was good to .... Mr Brown was still talking when Kelly interrupted him.
You though dad. Did you ever ask for my consent before going in the bride hunt? What gave you the idea that you could make such decisions for me huh!

Kelly!! His mom tried to stop him but he cut her. No mom I've had enough of this shit. I have no plans of getting married and if I ever do it certainly won't be that fruit. He said and left the house angrily.
Mrs Brown stared sadly at her husband. You should have brought that up she said. It took alot of effort to persuade him to come over and you had to send him away. What if he doesn't come back!? Mrs Brown felt her heart clenching at the thought of that.

Mr Brown sighed. Honey you know that I'm doing all these for our son's good. You know how my brother ended up just because he felt nothing wrong with a rich person marrying someone below his status. As Mr Brown went down memory lane, he chocked on his siliva as he tried to suppress the tears that were fighting to come out. His eyes were bloodshot.

Mrs Brown went to her husband and hugged him tightly. The death of his older twin brother left a deep scar in his heart.
As Mr Brown felt the softness of his wifes body and inhailed her sweet scent, all his reserve broke. He went like a baby. He was all I had left after mom and dad passed away Kim. He was my hero I looked up to him and that evil woman had to take him away from me.

Des for get about that woman she is just a piece of trash she is not worth the attention you are giving to her. But you disappoint me Des. Is she worth so much for you to still hold her in your heart. Is it that she is more beautiful that I? Mrs Brown said feigning anger .

Mr Brown oblivious of his wifes ticks started getting panicky. No love in my eyes you are the most beautiful woman I just ... I just Mr Brown was in so much panic thinking that his wife had misunderstood him.
Ahhh ha!! Mrs Brown couldn't hold it any longer she laughed so hard and Mr Brown stared at his wife in confusion. I was joking with you Des of course I know I'm the only woman in your eyes.

Mrs Brown said as she held her husbands face honey don't let the past determine out future okay. We have trained our son to be able to differenciate between fake and real so you should have faith in him. And besides oir son is not a kind hearted person and cannot be easily decieved. But... Mr Brown wanted to say something but his wife interrupted him no buts Des Mrs Brown said and Mr Brown could only surrender. The wife has the final say.

TO Be Continued https://storymack.com.ng/sweet-love-chapter-3-4/

My parents were about to travel abroad for business and told us we were going to be staying at our uncles place for a while.

My uncle, uncle chidi accepted us wholeheartedly promising to take care of me and my brother, Emma.

We then began staying with our uncle. Just about a week ago. My uncle brought in a lady and introduced her as his wife to be.

We congratulated him and wished things will go well with both of them.

She started visiting frequently and something was fishy about her. My younger brother still goes to school which makes him not around at home till evening.

I was through with my secondary school and I helped my uncle with his business he did in front of his house. He sells accecories like chargers, earpice, pouch and so on.

So about the lady, as I said said something was fishy about her. Anytime my uncle prepares food before her arrival.

She always declined the food saying she just finished eating from home and was full already.

I always wondered and asked myself why she always rejects food from my uncle.

Few months later they got married and she moved into the house.

Then all seemed to get more worse and she doesn't eat anytime we ate on the dining she always found one excuse or the other and my uncle seemed okay with eat.

She started noticing my hatred towards her and began making scenes making my uncle dislike me.

I was really getting fed up with this Racheal of a girl and decided to know the reason why she doesn't eat.

Then one fateful day my uncle had traveled to buy more goods for his shop and my brother had gone to school.

Racheal had given me some of her clothes to wash for her which I ignorantly took and washed in the washing machine.

When I was done I went upstairs where her room was and knocked. She didn't respond. I knocked again still no response.

I turned the door knob and found out the door was opened I innocently entered into the room. The room was a big one with a dressing room inside and a bathroom with toilet also.

She wasn't in the room nor in the bathroom and toilet either. I went to the door leading to the dressing room. I knocked no response.

I opened slowly and my eyes caught a shocking horror I almost screamed but held myself.

Lol and behold there was Rachael feasting on a human being, muching on the intestines as if it was all that matters.

TO Be Continued https://storymack.com.ng/my-cannibal-aunt-part-2/

Tonia was a beautiful girl from a respectable Christian home. She lived a life that pleased God right from her childhood, she was always cautious of her lifestyle, she was still a virgin at 23.

It’s been over 2 years since she left home for college to study medicine. Her mother’s last words to her before she left were “Tonia my daughter, live a life that would please God and keep yourself till marriage and don’t let any man take your pride away”. These words were her backbone and strength whenever she thought of slaking.

Tonia kept herself all through year 1-2, but the story changed when she met Eric in her 3rd year. It was raining on that fateful day and she was stuck in class, waiting for the rain to stop before embarking on her journey home. While waiting, there was a restaurant opposite her class and Eric was seated with his friends eating and drinking.

Eric was from an influential and rich family. He was known in school for living a lavish lifestyle and for also being a chronic womaniser. He was very handsome and girls fell in love for his enchanting charisma. He was the dream of every girl in school and beyond.

As she waited for the rain to stop but it didn’t, she got into the rain, hastening her steps so she could get to her destination faster. Not minding her foot steps, she slipped on a slippery ground and fell drastically.

Eric who was seated with his friends at the restaurant, quickly sighted her and ran to her aid. On getting there, Tonia was bleeding on her head so they had to quickly put her in his car and drove to a nearby hospital around their school.

On getting to the hospital, she was admitted and Eric had to wait till she recovered since he didn’t know any family or friend or hers to contact. Around 5pm in the evening, Tonia opened her eyes to the sight of Eric.

“Hey are you ok” he asked, “yeah I’m fine” she replied, please what happened and where am I?” She continued, “You fell so hard and was unconscious, so I had to rush you to the hospital” he said. “How much is the bill” she asked, “Don’t worry, it’s already cleared” he assured.

Tonia thanked Eric for being a lifesaver and prepared to leave for her apartment. “I can give you a ride if you don’t mind” he said, “you have done much already and I wouldn’t want to stress you any further” she replied. “Ok take care” he said and left the hospital.

As at that time, Tonia didn’t know who Eric was and what he was known for. She finally got home, took her bath and slept. The next day, Tonia had a test to write so she hurriedly did some revision before leaving for school. While at school, she looked out to see if she would catch a sight of the kind man that helped her yesterday. “I don’t even know his name” she said to herself.

After the test, Tonia who was known to be a brilliant student, finished up early and left the hall. She was on her way home when she spotted Eric smoking with his friends at a hidden corner in the school.

She was a bit shocked and hastened her steps so as to pass them unnoticed. “Hey!” She heard from a far, and quickly turned to see who it was. Eric had already sighted her and started walking closer. “Hi” she said calmly, “You are the girl from yesterday right?” He asked, “yes I am” she replied. “Hope you are ok now?” He continued, “I’m good” she replied. “Ok take care” he said and was about to leave and she stopped him by asking “please what’s your name?”, “I’m Eric and you” he asked, “I’m Tonia” she replied.

As the atmosphere started becoming awkward, she broke the silence by asking him “do you know that smokers are liable to die young?”, Eric paused for a minute and then replied “yes I know but I don’t smoke all the time”. “But why do you smoke at all?” She asked and Eric gave her an amused look and finally replied by saying “Smoking gives me a kind of joy nobody can”. Tonia was a bit short of words and smiled before finally saying “you haven’t tried everyone, and I pray someday you find someone that would give you the kind of joy smoking can’t beat”.

As Tonia walked away, Eric stood there dumbfounded as he watched her leave. “Who’s this girl? Why haven’t I seen her around school before? She isn’t smitten or intimidated by me” he thought to himself. As Eric walked back to his crew, he wasn’t interested in the weed they were smoking anyone as he couldn’t get his mind off Tonia. He kept asking himself “Who is she?”

TO Be Continued https://storymack.com.ng/my-first-time-episode-2/

My name is Helen am 17years old and am still a virgin, my father is a pastor why my mother is the leader of the church choir. Am in ss3. Because of my statue as a virgin any prayer I make always come to pass.

Even some of our church members do come to me for prayers my parents was so proud of of me. And in my school am the leader of the school fellowship some of my friends and church members are envying me, one-day my girlfriend Anna as me to excort her somewhere which I agree to follow her I ask her where are we going she never told where we are going untill we get to the place it was her boyfriend's house I ask her why did you bring me here she said her boy is very sick that he need your prayer you should have brought him to our church I can't pray for him here, she never know that is a setup for Helen to be rape by the friends of her boyfriend.

But Helen refused to go inside the room anna trying to confuse her but she refused and left. After some days Anna came and apologize for what happen, Helen forgive her and their friendship continue, after their wasc exam everybody scatter but Helen and Anna where still friends, both of them got admintion in the same University and leave in the same hostel.

One-day the school host a crusade and Anna ask Helen whether she will attend the crusade Helen said no that she don't like anything night. Anna trying to confuse her but she did give her any answer, Anna was very angry with her, Helen told her if you want to go you can go but me am not going, Anna take another plan on that day of the crusade Anna plan with some guys to come and rape Helen at the hostel.

So that evening Anna set out and tell Helen that she is going to the crusade. Helen said bye to her and locked the door around 10pm a knock on the door when Helen open the door, she was shock on who she see that night.

TO Be Continued https://storymack.com.ng/my-little-secret-part-2/