Thriller
Thriller, stories to Trill You, make you feel goosebumps run down your spine. of just captivate your soul. Mwaa a a aa! We are jokers here; we’ll probably make it a comedy.
Murder House
Linda pushed open the door, her hands shaking from fear, she tried to remember how she got to this room, but all she remembered was a night of heavy drinking and partying. She was at her best friend's birthday batch, she had played a few wild
Ntuoku: After The Rain
Five years had passed since Ada left her hometown for the city to study Mass Communication at the University of Nsuka. She remembered how she and her
The Secret
“Should we have fun with her?”
“We weren’t paid for that.”
“Come on, it won’t matter anyway. She’s still going to die.”
Ofo na Ogu (Justice...
“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.
The Stalker
“Bro, I’m telling you, someone’s always swiping my clothes,” Malik said as he walked his friend Dede out of the apartment. “Just yesterday, I hung my boxers to dry, barely turned around, and poof, they were gone.”
Lightning Strikes Once (again)
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
I’ll Never Let You...
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.
Egbere: Keeping The Mat...
“Nwe! Nwe! Nwe!” The child's cries pierced the stillness of the night, echoing through the dense forest, a desperate wail that would tug at the heart of any passerby.
Nwanyi Mmiri: Burn That...
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.
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Murder House
Linda pushed open the door, her hands shaking from fear, she tried to remember how she got to this room, but all she remembered was a night of heavy drinking and partying. She was at her best friend's birthday batch, she had played a few wild
Ntuoku: After The Rain
Five years had passed since Ada left her hometown for the city to study Mass Communication at the University of Nsuka. She remembered how she and her
The Secret
“Should we have fun with her?”
“We weren’t paid for that.”
“Come on, it won’t matter anyway. She’s still going to die.”
Ofo na Ogu (Justice and Honesty)
“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.
The Stalker
“Bro, I’m telling you, someone’s always swiping my clothes,” Malik said as he walked his friend Dede out of the apartment. “Just yesterday, I hung my boxers to dry, barely turned around, and poof, they were gone.”
Lightning Strikes Once (again)
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
I’ll Never Let You Go
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.
Egbere: Keeping The Mat ( Bush Baby )
“Nwe! Nwe! Nwe!” The child's cries pierced the stillness of the night, echoing through the dense forest, a desperate wail that would tug at the heart of any passerby.
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