Black Janemba Novels & Stories

Momo muttered, blood oozing from his mouth. I gazed at Billy and Kate, who slowly crawled out of the layers of blocks. Their eyes were all white, pleading for a way out of their calamity. “Everyone get behind me.” Pastor Timothy commanded. They scrambled, hoping to get themselves next to the high and mighty Pope Timothy. Kate got herself out of the block, her bones making crackling sounds as she lay on the floor. They stepped back, wondering how a child had managed to crawl all the way out despite the layers of concrete weighing them down.

She was right, and I was glad that finally, Nana was open and owned up to her mistake. The summoning ritual took the whole day, but finally, they succeeded, and Mai'Aljanu appeared as a jinni would. The man was scary; he looked like a demon himself. He kept huffing and puffing as if he was about to take in all the air in the compound. The man looked evil; he wore something made of cow skin and had horns tied around his neck. He painted his face black and seemed extremely dirty. He also had a leaf on his head. It was odd; I had never seen anything like it before. The man was pure evil.

“Bambi, this is Jeneta Arinze.” Then, without missing a beat, he added. “She’s my woman.” My head snapped toward him, my eyes widening slightly, but his expression didn’t waver. He looked calm and composed, as though what he’d just said was a simple fact, not something that sent my mind spiralling. Bambi’s sharp eyes studied me, her red-painted lips curving into a small smile. She extended a hand immediately. “It’s a pleasure to meet you, Jeneta. I’m Bambi Okafor.”

Location: Shabby basement Time: 4:30 am Namjae arrived outside the shabby basement near the Gangnam neighbourhood. He went straight into the basement with a couple of men. A large basement was empty, with neither furniture nor men. A person dressed entirely in black who sat calmly ​on the chair in the middle of the basement. He rotated lighter between his fingers and smirked to see him. Namjae's eyes settled upon him and he stood before him. The individual smiled and looked at him. Namjae asked peacefully, 'Why did you do this Yunki?

Jane smiled as she looked at the stick figures holding hands. "Wow! This looks nice, baby." Jane sat on the sofa and admired it. "Who are they?" "It's us!" Renz pointed to the stick figures. "This is Daddy J and Mamu. Then you, Tito Brian, me, and my father!" Renz said excitedly. His eyes sparkled as if he were delighted to explain the drawings. Jane was taken aback when she heard Renz mention his father. She stared at the last figure he pointed to. "Who is this again?"

I greeted them with a polite smile. "Hello, you must be Geneva. Zion has told me a lot about you, and I must say you are even more beautiful than he claims. It’s a pleasure to finally meet you. My name is Benjamin Bema, Alpha of the Bema pack, and this is my mother, Janis," Benjamin said, and I blushed at his compliment. “I’m sure you are exaggerating, but thank you. You don’t look so bad yourself” “Hello, Emily. It’s been too long since we saw each other. How have you been?” Janis said with a sad smile which mirrored the one on Emily’s face. The smile on their face had a story of its own, and both women moved in to hug each other.

Bianca "Bambi?" Benji's voice drifts towards me, closer than I had anticipated. I look up to see him stepping into the room, his bare feet silently connecting with the cool tiled floor. A rush of confusion washes over him as he considers the precarious position I'm in. "Shit, Bianca?" he exclaims, the surprise lacing his voice. Before I can gather my thoughts, he gently rolls me onto my back, the warmth of his presence creating a stark contrast to the chill surrounding us.