Samuel Okechukwu Novels & Stories

So even though he had memory loss, he still had a killer instinct that could activate at any time. "Sorry Sam, I'll have to figure this out myself." With one punch, Damien managed to knock Sam unconscious. He placed Sam on the sofa and then he left the house.

*1. 8:22am. Hayes Corp. Memorial Wall. Abuja* 9 years ago. 8:22am. The brakes. 14 plants. Moment of silence. In Abuja: Elma, Willa, Nathan, Marian, 400 staff. Both photos of Mr. Okonkwo hung on the wall. Under it, new brass plate: `Daniel Okonkwo. PA. Father. 1978-2017. Age 47.` `Employee Trust Founded 08:22AM`

"I want you to find out who Steve Odije is. He actually lives in Nigeria, and Gary Harwood also lives in Nigeria, so it should be quite easy for you, right?" "it will be easier if you give me more details." " I was coming to that."I added."Steve is from Port Harcourt; he's actually English but resides in Nigeria, and Gary is from Edo State, Benin City, and he is a doctor who works at a government hospital." "Gary Harwood? That doesn't sound like an African name, but don't worry, I'll see what I can find." "Thank you so much," I replied gratefully.

He releases his grip on my mouth and forcefully spins me around to face him. This man is nothing like Thomas. His eyes are a deep shade of brown, and a scar runs across one of his eyebrows. His hand is grimy and covered in black grime, slicked back by natural grease, and I can detect the lingering smell of smoke on his breath. I glance over his shoulder and spot Dale standing there, offering me a smile accompanied by a gentle wave of his finger.

Just then my husband came out. "No I wasn't sleeping, just busy with something" my husband said and eyed me. Pastor Sam was so happy to see both of us together. In fact he said he has always been praying for us day and night, I don't believe that though. He also said he can't wait to hear the cry of a baby in this house, and we all laughed. "very soon Pastor" I smiled slightly and Ugochukwu (as I choose to call him whenever he upsets me), attacked me stylishly "If only she's willing to give me children, u know women have power" he said and laughed. "all power belongs to God alone" Pastor Sam said. "God bless u for that word pastor!" my husband responded.

"Anything in mind?" Her father stood and picked a random tin off the shelf, and opened it to be assaulted by the smell of fresh cinnamon. Her picked another tin and found it to be full of mint leaves. Holly took them and put them back. "Anything in mind?" she repeated. "How many flavours do you have?" he asked in turn. "A lot." she smiled. "Er... Chocolate orange?" he offered. Holly offered him a tin, and when he took the lid off was hit by a smell that made his mouth water.

I glanced at Williams, who remained silent, as if in pain. "It's nothing, Dean. A friend of mine came to visit, and I was happy about it all." Dean looked at Henry, who smiled and extended his hand for a shake. "Hi, my name is Henry, and I'm from the Lycan pack. I used to be a beta to Williams here, but I guess my rights have been taken away." I observed how Dean shook hands with Henry, then turned his attention back to me. "You need to rest, Sierra. You know I don't like seeing you this way."

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" What's your name? " " Samantha " The lady replied with a soft tiny voice. She look away from Maximo for some seconds,not wanting to get completely mesmerized by the beauty she saw in those eyes of the Italian Mafia Boss. He was sitting still on the couch in his spacious, grandiose living room with a Cuban cigar on his lips. He wore a thick black jacket that fell and was swirls on top of the ever expensive boots he wore. There is nothing one might compare to the beauty in Maximo's steady eyes that morning.

Part I When you have everything, what could you possibly desire? CHAPTER ONE His Royal Majesty, Pierre Paul Abutu Ph.D (Honoris Causa), JP, the current Attah of Igala and a native of Igalamela-Odolu Local Government Area of Kogi State, Nigeria, is my name. This is my story, and these are my love affairs.