Nigerian Mythology Novels & Stories

No man in his right mind wouldn't call Ezeugo a fool after listening to all he had just said about his journey. Deep down, Okwudili could remember that he had heard a lot of stories about the magical powers that the diviners of Umuoku possessed but none of them had even come close to the diviner that Ezeugo had just told him about. Even Osisisiakalaka would feel a threat to his supremacy if he ever heard of such a man who could do a wonderful miracle that was only reserved for the high god, Chukwu.

A round of applause for her, please", Emeka said. We all clapped. Emeka introduced the next picture, a smiling couple running playfully in a green field, they were holding hands. It was at that point that we left for another group. 🔅🔅🔅🔅🔅🔅🔅🔅🔅🔅🔅🔅🔅🔅🔅 Suya- a specially prepared meat with main ingredients being pepper, onions e.t.c. Originated from Northern Nigeria. Jigida- a string of beads worn on the waist by Nigerian women. It is also known as "Ileke" and "Lagidigba" in Yoruba. Hope you enjoyed this chapter?😊 Please, don't forget to vote🙏

Only God knows what dad's concubines ever did to her, every little curse was always passed over to them, I just pity them if there were any. "I don't know if I should go and see pastor again to do another deliverance for her! My enemies must not prevail over me! Your father's concubine will not succeed. All those witches and wizards in my mother's household will not succeed in whatever they do" Mum said again while I just shook my head. Welcome to Nigeria where every sorrow, pain and bad incident is said to be a curse from an enemy. Every and any thing bad thing is always caused by a family witch.

Korede's POV "I don't want to move Dad" I complain to my Dad. He's just finished telling me he was relocated to the US and as usual I was the last in the whole house to know. Okay let me give a brief introduction of my self. I am Korede Bello. I am seventeen years old, I was born in Lagos, Nigeria and that's the only place I have ever known, my life and friends are here. I have even got my music. I love to sing, music has always been an escape for me. I have two siblings. Jasmine; who's the first born and Ezra; who's the second and I am the last... Which brings us back to the real story (how my life just got ruined).

Ije said. "You can only destroy it if you find its origin. But a Spirit has no origin," Nwife said. "Ajonwa is a man-made god, it has an origin and I must find it," Ije said. "Father, did it appear in the community or its flows through a canal?" Nwife asked. "My father said our people traced its origin back to Ndiagu, where the two rivers could not mix," Mba said. "I'm leaving for Ndiagu tomorrow morning," Ije said.

She nods once and slips out, leaving me alone with folded shirts and a storm brewing inside my chest. For a long time, I just stand there. The hum of the dryer fills the silence, but my mind races. Candles. Blood. Control. Could any of it be real? Nigeria is a place where belief walks hand in hand with modern life. We still whisper about juju and charms, about people who use unseen forces to get what they want. I always thought those stories were just fear dressed as folklore. Now I’m not so sure. ---

Uche lifted his brow and was watching the King as though he had developed a tail. “The evil forest where unwanted babies are disposed of and left to die.” It was Gorcha, King Nnaji’s war strategist that spoke. “Living in the north, we believe that the people of Ame have a forest where they dispose of abominable babies. And rumors have it that the spirit of the west resides there.” “Oh,” Uche chuckled, “You mean the forest of Iyi? No spirits are residing there. It is just a place where rubbish is being disposed of.”

other plans and they were speedily working on it. But as they were there planning some of the wild animals realised there were human on the land, and they were the same people they knew from old world, the gods and goddesses, they were not part of the offense committed that time, they had been sent away by all human they once were defending, bothe animals and the gods stood and lost many life's fighting Morolake, the witch that wanted them all dead, but what did they got in return, they came against them and sent them all away from within them, and ruled the world by themselves, Agbara betrayed them all and he took the throne, now he and all other five human must pay for the old crime, they

Mo shuddered to think of it. No matter how she thought if it, she knew those dreams were a nasty premonition. She had the first one before they even knew of Morenike's existence. "For the ritual, Makunde had to kill and eat his mother limb from limb. Starting from her insides, and to each of her limbs and finally her head. Finishing the head completed his transformation to a godlike state." Why did the baby always refer to her as it's mother in her dream? She turned in her bed. There was no way that this was good news. She had a very horrible feeling about it.

Very early, they set out, before long, they were in the Kingdom of Igado, and were led by some men into the shrine to see the great sorceress Omaye, When, she saw them, she laughed and sat down on a bunch of a full broom facing downward, that couldn't had been able to handle the weight of a child, when she looked at Adesuna, she smiled and fetched a bowl of water from a basket full of water, he