Precious Ogbonna Novels & Stories

) You bi deh loser, I bi deh winner (The Oyinbo (Caucasians) are the fools and he`s the wise one. The refinery na me getam (I have control over one of Naijas oil resources ‘meaning he`s a man of confidence and influence’) The contract, na you I go givam (The exploitation contract or license, I will give to you and to no one else.) But you go pay me small money make I bringam (The contract will be yours if only you place an upfront fee.) You bi deh mugu, I bi deh master. (You`re the fool, he`s the wise one.)

Lord Williams smiled cruelly and replied,"Ok,but if I will help him you have to divorce him now and marry Mr Henry.If you can do that I will even give him three million dollars right now!" The Mr Henry been referred to is non other than Henry Johnson,who was always pursuing Evelyn regardless of her marital status.Henry is a member of the Johnson's,one of the prominent families in the upper circle of Lagos.The Johnsons are more powerful than the Williams and Lord Williams wanted a collaboration with them. At this moment, the butler entered carrying a covered procelain glass and said,"Mr Henry sent you a birthday gift,my lord.It is a rainbow lattice sunstone known for its instrinsic beauty an

He took care of Precious and Kings school fees so my father had to worry about mine and my family expenses , he usually send them money on monthly bases for there upkeep. The luck we had back then was that my father and mother met in Lagos. Actually my mom is a Yoruba woman and my father an Igbo man . So my father had his in own house in Lagos which is the one we presently live in . Although it's not a big house we still manage it with hopes that one day we get a bigger one. Albert High school is a rich school,their fees were million plus . Imagine, paying two hundred thousand every three months and now, with me being in my final year,things are now much. After getting some snacks we went an

The three of them burst into laughter. Location: Unknown Time: Unknown “The Personifid is real. It goes by the name of Temi Johnson,” General Otunba said with a sly smile. He leaned back in his seat, legs crossed. His companion dressed in black from head to toe; black suit, black shoes, black hat and black gloves. “It looks like Yomi was not raving after all.” The man looked down at the images of the teenage black girl with an amused smile. “You say they are leaving the country?”

Madu left the village angrily and threatened revenge! Odogwu was a sanguine in the group. His talkative nature aided his performance in the stand-up comedy he does few minutes before the band perform at a concert. As the name implied ‘warrior’, he was a warrior in talking too much. He was very insultive. Whether make sense or not, you’d always see him talking, contributing his view and shallow understanding in every discussion. He was involved in one intense argument or the other, making some senseless comparisons. Yoruba’s called him ‘Gbeborun’ or ‘Solo Makinde iyawo dejo’ cos he usually engaged in gossip, his type sleep-talks at night. Never release your secrets to him unless you are prepa

“His last three mates all died under bad mysteries! You want me to die too?” “You should be happy he even wants an omega like you,” Chief Obinna said. He turned away from me and looked at Ayomide. “Thank the Moon Goddess that Ayomide is good. You two have the same face, but you are bad. You bring shame to our clan name.” Ayomide looked at my bleeding face and smiled a mean smile. “Do not forget she grew up in the poor wild woods, Dad. She does not know how real wolves act.”

She was not traditionally beautiful, but her demeanour somehow gave the impression she was a younger Agbani Darego. Amanda Oboni was the only daughter of Chief Richard Oboni, a national senator that was his second term in the House of Senate. Having being in politics for about twenty years, slowly rising up from being a local government chairman and expanding from that platform, he was one of the most popular persons in the country, and that meant that his family was continually being thrown in the limelight. Numerous rumours about the senator being a money philanderer and a corrupt official had been going around for years, but no one was brave – or stupid – enough to raise the issue with Am

"Alright, suit yourself." After a quick dinner of noodles, Efe said goodnight and retreated to his room while Grace stayed up that night surfing the internet for all she could find about Veronica Badmus. "She wasn't lying about being rich though," Grace said to herself. Her dad, Chief Mike Badmus was a billionaire philanthropist, politician, and CEO of one of the top telecommunications companies in Nigeria. Asides from getting mentioned as related to her father, there weren't many pictures of them as a family although she ultimately got what she needed, a clear photo of Veronica with her father and mother.

The vibrancy of the furniture blinks with a subtle serenity, which gives the impression that poverty in the world was off on vacation. “You can close your mouth now.” The instructor said. Embarrassment flooded Ada as she pursed her lips. The material object had taken her breath away. She had only seen such wealth in the king’s chambers, even the queen could not manage such. “My name is Nneka. I buy outlaws and train them into solders. Women mostly.” The woman’s voice brought Ada back to her body “I got a raven from Alaocha ten market days ago which said I should receive a girl” Nneka sat down on one of the chairs and hissed. “The message also said you lost your parent, I’m sorry about their

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.