❤️🧡 HIS SON – CHAPTER FIVE ❤️🧡
By Jessy: Anita ✍ I laid in my bedroom with my earpiece plugged in one ear. I listened to one of my favourite songs—suitcase by Sia—as a hard thump came right outside my window. “What’s that noise?”…
Everything lit!
Jessy
A student of the popular Nnamdi Azikiwe university. A Human Anatomy stud—and a passionate writer, with the hope of one day making the world a better place.
~Authoress Ciara
❤️🧡 HIS SON – CHAPTER FOUR ❤️🧡
By Jessy: Lucille was lying on the floor when Anita walked in from the front door. It was half past eight, and Nita knew she was way past her curfew. She knew her Mum was going to yell her…
❤️🧡 HIS SON – CHAPTER THREE ❤️🧡
By Jessy: “What the fuck are you saying, Samuel? You’re breaking up with me?!” “Yes, Nita! I am sick and tired of you acting like you own me!” “What?!” “Yes! It’s over!” ❣**********❣ “Where do you…
THE TERRORS ON HOUSTON STREET: BOOK ONE, HAUNTED THREE
By Jessy: SELENA’S P.O.V I stepped outside, the leaves were on fire. My whole body,literally as I moved into the room again. I paced up and down the room, a worried expression clouding my face as I looked…
THE TERRORS ON HOUSTON STREET – BOOK ONE, HAUNTED TWO
By Jessy: Sirens wailed and men dressed in uniforms went about securing the perimeter of the Hadley’s residence. “Mr Harley, may I ask who found the bodies sprawled on the floor?” The man in uniform asked. “It’s Hadley,…
THE TERRORS ON HOUSTON STREET – BOOK ONE, HAUNTED ONE
By Jessy: “Are we there yet?” Jade Hadley’s voice came. “It’s taking really long, now.” Jade grumbled. Jade was a rebellious, almond eyes, teenager: A tenth grader with such shiny blonde hair, yay high and pretty slender at age…
THE TERRORS ON HOUSTON STREET (SHORTS)
By Jessy: THE TERRORS ON HOUSTON STREET When the biting north wind blows the earth trembles Swaying trees at its command The smell of chaos ruling the night as innocent blood flows Birthing agony at death’s rampaging feast! Where the…
WHISPERS WHISPERS
By Jessy: I see you; I see everything you do! I hear the blood in your veins pumping; Your beating heart making rhythms like a drum I can feel your fears awakening; I can hear chain saws roaring to life!…
IJEMMA – A Jess Shorts
By Jessy: I am Ijemma Utaka, the princess of Udala kingdom. My father, the warrior king, was one who never let me into battle, even though he had led so many in his time. To him, women had no place…
💎🎶🎶 HIS SON: Cute Meets Mute 💎🎶🎶
By Jessy: ❤🧡 HIS SON ❤🧡 ❤ CUTE 🧡 ❤ MEETS 🧡 ❤ MUTE 🧡 My sister… and the cute boy kissing?…