❤️🧡 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 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…

How to Buy a Soul

By Aniekan Andikan: The call was from a foreign number, which was not so unusual. The caller identified himself as the director of human resources at the Bank of America. He wondered what the foreign banker wanted from him or…

THESE SCARS HAVE A NAME

By Marymartin Okoabu: I have watched Chike for a while now and I don’t know why I feel drawn to him. I can’t explain the pull, it’s like our souls are in communion and my tongue burns to speak with…