Deji Adeniyi Novels & Stories

"I love the way you make me feel…" were the lyrics of one of Prisca's songs playing loudly from a Bluetooth speaker. A young, dark fellow about six foot two was running on a treadmill. His name was Chukwudiri Daniels, but he was widely known as Diri. He was a man of fine figure and a very handsome one for that matter. "Bro," another fellow called. His name was Jeffery Peters, a light-skinned chap with a killer smile. His father, Mr. Madu Peters, was a millionaire and a big name in the city of Lagos.

Ada asked “Allow me to introduce,” Chira said. The smile that bathed her face was like nothing Ada had ever seen “This is Igwe (King) Obidike, the leader of Ndiocha Kingdom. He was the one who ordered the Dibia (medicine men), to take care of us. He also ordered his people to treat us kindly.” “But one of his kind killed, Ikedi” Ada flared. King Obidike’s brow raised with a weak frown.

"Yes, she is already on her way to Nigeria" "Good" They arrived before the 5 supernaturals. "Their info?" "Taiwo Adeosun- Reincarnation of The Yoruba god "Ogun", Adeola Ijana- Reincarnation of The Yoruba goddess "Ayao", Chinedu Ogbonna- Reincarnation of the igbo god "Amadioha", Kalu Chika- Reincarnation of The igbo god "Ekwensu" , Juliet Uchenna- Reincarnation of the igbo goddess "Ala" "Janet elucidated.

the announce. Squealing, Alexa does a few paces across the room before she stayed quiet, go back to kneeling in front of the television like it was a God send. All I can think to do is stay stock still and hope that maybe, maybe this was all some prank...Anything but being chosen for this thing. "Our first nominee...Macie North!" The sigh that came from Alexa was clearly irritable. I didn't know her, which made me assume that she is from another part of the Pack.

You're on your own then. The whole class burst into laughter and clapped as I stepped back for Jade to stand in the middle. 'Hey class. I can see we all enjoyed and understood what my partner had said. Like he said, the power of a dream and the power of working towards our dream cannot be overemphasized. To buttress the point, I'll like to tell us a little about a global celebrity from Nigeria. We all know Nigerians are upping their games everyday. Look at Genevieve and what she did with Lion Heart, look at Mo Abudu of Ebonylife TV and how she's taking over as a producer in the world. I mean, she was the first African to chair an Emmys Award. Guys, isn't that just amazing? And look at Chimam

“I'll meet you outside.” General Assembly Hall United Nations New York “I, Dr Yomi Adedeji, present to you the solution to the Sevil Virus,” The man said with such flourish, Stephen almost believed him. He pulled the fake Temi out to the centre stage. Embarrassed, Stephen tried not to hide under his seat. The man had Nigeria written all over him.

Gentle waves lapped against the private beach while a soft sea breeze rustled the palm fronds overhead. Aminata Diop, a 26-year-old Senegalese fashion and tech heiress with smooth dark skin, long braided hair, and a lithe yet voluptuous figure, stood on the private deck in a sheer white bikini. The warm breeze pressed the fabric against her hardened nipples and the growing heat between her thighs. She had come for a private escape. She found something far more consuming. The villa door slid open. Khalid “The Lion” Ndiaye, the world-famous Black Senegalese music producer and entrepreneur, stepped onto the deck. Towering at 6’10” with a powerfully athletic build, his dark skin gleamed under th

****** I sit in the canteen behind the department with Jude, chatting about small stuff, family and everything in-between. Jude is a tall, light skinned man; he is sincere and smiles a lot, one of his outstanding charm. He is welcoming and basically the only person who don’t see me as his rival in the department. Ever since Miss. Adeyemi Rotimi Smith announced the privileges attached to our department, everyone has taken it as a competition and has seen each other as rivals. Especially Miss. Abike. Her father happens to be the C.E.O of a five star hotel in Ikoyi.

I teased as she blushed pushing her hair behind her ears. "Come on. Stand up and brush before I return. I would get water. Dave forgot it." She said as she ran away. *** We all sat in the plan room as David shared us the drafted information. "You guys should follow my reading. His name is Badejo Okikiola. He is 68 years old. He doesn't have a wife but a 27 year old son. He is a politician and also a farmer. He resides in Ogun State. Those are the basic for now." He finished has I stared at him.

But the loss of the person who had cared and helped her, made her feelings seem more shattered. "I want to see the conditions of Silvina," Megan tweeted in a squealing voice. Eden took off his arms. The switch wiped away the woman's tears. "Currently Silvina's body is outside Jazmore for the recovery process. You have to be patient." Megan couldn't say anything else, until Eden asked her to eat. Now they are both in a room, where there are long tables and chairs lined up in large numbers. "Eat. You must be hungry after running all night," Eden said who immediately got a nod of head from Megan.