Doesn’t most stories belong in the drama category? Honestly speaking, when we can’t categorize stories properly, we use drama as a default. I mean, something happened, right? that that thing that happened led to something else, right? So Drama!
Our Coach – Chapter 7 – Nigerian Story, Football, Dapo, Sports Story, Read Free Stories Online, Free Web Novel, Fabling, Pam
The room was a patchwork of chaos and order....
Our Coach – Chapter 5 – Nigerian Story, Football, Dapo, Sports Story, Read Free Stories Online, Free Web Novel, Fabling, Pam
The football field was bathed in the golden hues...
Our Coach – Chapter 4 – Nigerian Story, Football, Coach James, Sports Story, Read Free Stories Online, Free Web Novel, Fabling, Pam
The afternoon sun slanted through the small windows...
Our Coach – Chapter 3 – Nigerian Story, Football, Dapo, Sports Story, Read Free Stories Online, Free Web Novel, Fabling, Pam
The morning sun cast a pale light over Matilda’s...
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“Hey, pass me the fan head,” Alero said. She...
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"Why?" Femi moaned. The last person he expected to...
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Once upon a time, there was a little boy...
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It was late at night when they pulled into...
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Femi got up early. He looked to his side...
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“When was the last time you spoke with your...
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“Have you called your friend?” the HR...
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“Is that not Femi in his car?”...
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The next day at work was pretty decent for...
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It was annoying. Watching Alero Faun over Chidi. It...
Ndi be anyi, onye sị nwantakịrị jide nkakwụ, Ya dobekwara ya mmiri ọ ga-eji wee kwụa aka.
Our people, He that asks a child to hold a rat, must prepare water that he will wash his hands with
Ọkwazi ihe jọgbulu onwe ya, Na mmadụ ga-afụ oke luulu onye Ọzọ, O welu ya je nye onye ọ sị na ya furụ n’anya.
It is also a disastrous thing for the owner, that somebody will see the thing that belongs to someone else, take it, then give it to the person he claims to love
Onye ahụ ga-emechakwanu lota na efi e wero ọdụdụ chi ya na-achụlụ ya ijiji.
That person will later remember that a cow without a tail, its god chases away flies for it.
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After I left the hospital I received a call from Bola reminding me that I had promised to spend a night at his place. Personally because some part of me I did not know was missing him, plus I did not feel like sleeping in my room alone since I had slept in peacefully while my best friend was wherever she was suffering
My stomach felt like it had been on one of those doctor 90210 shows where the fat was sucked out of my stomach and then I had gone on a hunger strike. It grumbled aloud and I could have sworn I heard a light chuckle from behind the door
Bolaji and I laid back on his car in the school parking lot just talking randomly in order to pass time till our next class. It felt like the good old days, when we were underage and not permitted to drive a car even in our wildest dreams but we would
"I never left you for Bimbo," I said in confusion almost losing my motherly voice of concern "Where we ever friends?"
"Yes, you used to follow me everywhere, we used to do things together" She said looking straight into my eyes and it made me
I kept on staring at the guy sitting in front of me with maximum curiosity. Why had he even kidnapped me in the first place, I mean, I can understand why any guy should be obsessed with me, even I am obsessed with myself. But this was just plain,
"Darling you are awake" I slowly opened my eyes to see the voice that had called me darling and I screamed so loud that I was sure that the president could hear me, but of course he had more important things to do so he could not come to my rescue.
I had to stop myself from laughing the moment Clara poured that wine on me. She did get my hair and beautiful black gown which Daniella had picked out for me wet, but then again, my hair and gown were both black so she did not achieve any major
The fundraising venue was beautiful! It had pink ribbons everywhere and blue drapes and white balloons and the chairs and tables where covered in white pink and blue. It was like they had picked a colour for each decoration.
After I watched him leave I walked to the nutty professor's office and lightly knocked on it "Come in" his voice sounded calm and expectant from the other side I turned on the voice note recorder on my blackberry before I slowly opened the door,
I looked up at the sun as I walked into my faculty and I wondered why it had not blinded me already, because I had a habit of staring at the sun whenever I was confused or thinking. But I was not confused I was just thinking. To say the truth, I really
"So what did you do?" I squealed as she entered the room. Then I jumped up from the bed and tackled her to the ground.
I had been sitting up on the bed and staring at the door all night, waiting for her to come home and the smile she gave me as
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"Hey, Liz!" I called out to one of Dan's course mates who...
When Bimbo and I got back to our room I narrated everything that had happened between Bolaji and me to her and unsurprisingly she laughed and couldn't stop laughing till I punched her on her arm.
Femi rolled off his bed, the voice in his head had gone quiet the second Alero showed up and had stayed that way. He looked behind him to see her sleeping soundly. She had wooped his ass until she passed out, then he took her to sleep.
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I kept on staring dumbfounded at Daniella. Why did her life have...
After class, I saw Desmond in front of his car probably waiting for Clara because I could feel her behind me. I walked up to him, moved seductively close
Dayo had wanted a serious relationship with Femi, she had thought she would be the one to save him, fix him, but she was wrong. Femi did not want to be saved, nor fixed. And he did not want to have sex with her more than once either. She was bitter and she could not hide it.
Accepting that he could not get any cleaner than he was, he stepped out of his bath tub, then grabbed a bottle of schnapps from his fridge and downed it, then got dressed and headed to Alero’s flat.
She helped him in then shot the door before leading him to her couch. Trying not to say what was on her mind - and she had a lot on her mind - she stared at him with pity. She knew why he did it, why he had sex with every skirt. She believed she knew why, but she could never bring her self to have that conversation with him, plus he was tired, now would not be the time to talk.
One day while working on his farm, a beautiful woman (Adanma) with her daughter (Egodi) walked up to him to ask if he could accommodate them for a while since they were from a far away land
He dropped her on her silk covered bed and mounted her, trailing kisses down her neck, his lips stopped on her tit... no cleavage?… Nape?...Belly button?...
“Dum dum dum, ku Ku lu Ku Ku Ku Ku Ku, cha cha cha”—the frenetic drums pounded in a relentless rhythm as the masquerades whirled around the prostrate, tear-streaked girl.
She clung to him, desperate for her warmth and tears to anchor him back to life. His body, cold and lifeless, lay against hers, and she couldn't bear the thought of him slipping away
Agnes smiled—a smile that once stirred something deep within him, but now it felt like a twisted, mocking grin. Her lips curled slightly, revealing just a glimpse of teeth.
The sun dipped below the horizon, casting a golden glow over the village as women made their way home from the bustling market and farmers trudged back from their fields.
Ade’s voice resonated through the church, a gentle harmony that filled the air with peace. But then he saw her. She slipped into the back pew, and for a moment, everything else faded away.
The tension in the air was thick, the kind that made every breath feel heavier than the last. Golden Stars had just earned a side throw, their only glimmer of hope in a match that was quickly slipping away.
Our Coach – Chapter 5 – Nigerian Story, Football, Dapo, Sports Story, Read Free Stories Online, Free Web Novel, Fabling, Pam
The football field was...
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