Precious Ogbonna Novels & Stories

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

This man just carried all this beauty. His smooth caramel skin was glowing, no blemishes could be seen, his sharp nose bridged a symmetrical face, completed by lush lips and a well defined square chin. I recognised him immediately, David Okorie, first son of one of the most richest mogul in Nigeria, Chris Okorie. Money changes people a lot.

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.

Am sorry about that but I believe you will love the choice we made for you will love the lady when you see her", Mrs. Okafor said as they ate. Ebuka was not happy about his parent's decision. The next day being Saturday, Ugomma came to pay the Okafor family a visit, Ugomma was a very tall, pretty young and dark-complexioned lady, she was a princess from a very wealthy royal family, as a result of her family relationship with the Okafor’s family, Mr. Okafor was able to talk Ugomma’s father into allowing his son to marry his daughter as this will make their

Precious grumbled, pointing at Onyinye. "Stop behaving like toddlers and say what happened." My voice rose impatiently. Onyi frowned at Precious. "Precious insists on playing and I just wanted to have a debate. She refused." She explained. "Is that all?" "No. Anytime I bring out an idea, Onyi contradicts it. I know she's older than me but that doesn't mean she can have her way all the time." Precious voice was edged with bitterness. "Haba, Precious. Sister Joyce, that's not true o. Precious just loves to exaggerate things out of proportion." She shook her head as she folded her hands across her chest.