Gideon Oji Novels & Stories

All eyes were focused on me and I started to feel a bit self-conscious but I ignored the feeling. "Thank you, everyone," I verbalized in appreciation as I climbed the stage, trying to look and sound as if this was just something normal for me. "Okay. I am Giordana Quinton, who happens to be Ella's best friend. In fact, Ella is more than just a best friend to me. She's the sister I never had, one big blessing I'm forever thankful for. Ella, I love you so much and I'm so happy that God gave you a man like Drew.

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.

Oyin said and Felix nodded. “It’s not a promise but I’ll consider it” Felix replied. “Thank you for consideration and just so you know, Jomi is in no simple way a retard. In case you don’t listen to news, Jomi was the second highest scorer for JAMB this year, she had 356 in her UTME. Her WAEC and NECO results were decorated with A’s. She’s one of the most intelligent and brilliant people I’ve met in my entire life. She’s smart, can solve puzzles in a minute. Oh just so you know as well, her IQ is over 110, don’t know what’s it exactly. She has won Cowpedia for the school all on her own. Won the National Mathematics Competition twice”

Nwakaego Kaodiliye, popularly called 'Ego' for short, was a fun-loving, strong-willed and hardworking lady. She was the only child of her parents still living at home with them. She was light-skinned, of average height and 'fleshy'. She liked to change her hairstyle often because she always wanted 'a new look every time'! She was Ame's best friend and was in a relationship with Jide Alatise a six-footer who was a dedicated banker.

I smiled, understanding his unspoken thoughts. “We should start with simple introductions, and I’ll go first.” I took a moment to gather my thoughts, taking a deep breath. “My name is Omotoke Ilori, you all know me as Toke. I am from Oyo state, but I live in Victoria Island, Lagos, with my father, stepmother and three siblings—my mother is no more.” “My sincere condolences,” Chike offered immediately.

I don't want this, he tried to tell himself, but the weight of their attention was a drug he was already craving. A jagged scar ran down Gideon’s ribs, disappearing into the waistband of his discarded gear. A massive tattoo of a serpent coiled around his right arm, its fangs bared at the shoulder. On his back, the ink was a sprawling map of the Sopttyi District—the streets he’d bled for, the territory he’d claimed. Gideon began to strip Kan, his movements slow and deliberate. He pulled Kan’s shirt over his head, revealing a chest that looked carved from marble. Timothy sat up, sliding closer, his eyes catching the glint of metal against Kan’s dark skin.

Please is head cook in? Ehh, she dey but na oga I dey- - - - Yes she is and, Mr. Oke is around but Mrs, today oo, madam, I don cormot Oke is out. Abeg, no vex say I call you- - - - Please, pardon my early call na you na- - - - - - anything for you Oga first pikin they come from obodoebo- - - Mr. Oke’s first son is coming from overseas with

“But Papa, this is absurd. I was with you all through the night, and after the festival, we had returned home together. How could I possibly attack the Town Crier?” “I am not here to argue with you.” Maazi Chidi groaned like a wounded dog, “As you can see, I bought a new wooden gong this morning” He flared the object in the air, “I came to report you to your father. Mend your ways, Jidenna. Wepu aka enwe n’ofe.” “Papa,” Jidenna said, turning to his father as if asking for help, “I don’t know what this man is talking about.”

Olympias sat quietly on the sidelines while listening to Jim tell stories about the upcoming battle between the organizations. “A month ago, a very powerful warrior appeared in the Jackals,” Jim explained. “He’s called Gideon Banks. This man single-handedly challenged thirteen Liberated branches. No one could withstand more than three of his moves. He eventually captured the Liberated’s heir and nine key executives. He blackmailed the Liberated’s master, Emmett Hutchinson, into handing over all of his mortal cities business to him. “The Jackals’ strategy was to go up against their rival from their least important businesses, and annex the entire Liberated like a ferocious wolf.”

"Are you j-joking?" Gideon raised his head. "The Mayor is just acting as if everything is fine. But the truth is that he is still unable to accept my mother's death. A private funeral was held so that no one would inquire. I came from Mantalongon and was sent home just for her funeral," he said, averting his gaze. "I gave up my promise to the country's sovereignty to marry you, Jewel. So please consider it."