Short Stories

I felt it, most times, deep, in my marrows, that he loved me. Sometimes, I felt extremely special through the ways he treated me. The feelings were not static. Those times he knew how to spice things up, in his own little ways, how his touch sent scented drippings down my legs. The way he’d hold up my chin, caress …

THE CHOSEN ONE – a virgin sacrifice. Short story on culture, daydream, vows. “Ewo!” Mama screamed from the back of the house even as I heard the water pot fall to the ground with a dull thud. I could hear my heart beat as loud as the village gong. It vibrated my ossicles. “Mama! Mama!” I called out in fright …

A PIG IN THE MIRE – A short story on youth & choice. I had waited for everyone who I thought could know me pass before walking in stealthily, my head entering before my legs, like an evil woman sneaking into a shrine to send something terrible to an innocent co-wife. No eyes must see or they would be committing …

I had never been sorrier. That moment, I wished I had actually remained stubborn, that I had slapped Emy when I threatened to if he touched me, but I let him conquer me, and it happened along that bushy path, where all were covered by green. Somehow, I kept time. It lasted just seven minutes. He claimed he was quick …

The queen killed all the other guards who kept watch on the girl. They had failed to notice such important thing. She promised Zul a reward. Now, the girl’s leg had to be cut. She was taken back to her cell. Za, instructed she be fed to replenish all she had lost and be ready for the next sacrifice. She …