Vengeance Is A Molotov ( A Short Story )
I didn’t even do anything wrong. Not that you have to do anything wrong for them to get you these days. I was just walking home from work at night. Hands in my pockets. Laptop in my backpack. That was enough for them. Then came the dreaded call. “Stop…
My Husband And I – A Short Story By ‘Nobody’
Lara gazed at her full length at the mirror; satisfied by what she saw, she smiled to herself. She smoothened the hips of her flimsy knee length gown, she loved her hips, its one of her greatest physical asset. “Hmmm can’t wait!” she told herself…
You Knew ( Short Story ) – By Juliet Ikegwuonu
My tears touched the paper before my ink did. Dabbing at the fluid only blotted the A4 paper and made thin the embedded fibres. I didn’t bother to reach for another paper. Littered around my desk were balls of scrunched-up notes. Some were still smooth –…