Samuel Okechukwu Novels & Stories

Ugh, why the fuck am I so jealous? Mark grabs my arms and leads me out of the building. "Well, it was lovely meeting your friends. And look, even your friend Robbie has a new girlfriend. That's quite a relief to me if I am being honest with you, Sammy," Mark says as he puts some gum into his mouth and starts chomping. Mark is the only person who calls me Sammy. It sets him apart from my friend group, along with his British accent. Both drive me crazy, and both are powerful.

“Vi actually said that everything was going to change and she was right. That weathering the storm meant that we couldn’t let your failed marriage dictate our happiness and our future. You keep lying to Nat and I and if you actually believe that bull then your lying to yourselves.” “Liam we know this is hard but…” “No. You want to add a ‘but’ when there is none. You guys can work out your stupid relationship together but I will be at school and will have no part in it.” He stood up, leaning over the table. He stared down, not really looking at anything. “You will always be my dad.” He looked at his dad and his words made Desmond eyes go wide. “I will always be proud of you as my dad. Now tho

"Good evening, please who are you and to what do I owe this visit?", asked Mr. Okafor who was in his mid 40,s. "Am Mr. Chinonso and this is my wife, we are here to appreciate you for helping us pay our daughter's Waec fee, we are very grateful Sir", Mr. Chinonso said profoundly. Mr. Okafor didn't understand what they were saying, he didn't remember paying any child’s waec fee. "I honestly don't understand what you mean Sir, I don't remember paying anybody's waec fee", Mr. Okafor said.

Chibuzor Victor Obih was born in the southern part of Nigeria. Delta State to be precise. His writing includes essays, poetry and short stories. He likes to play soccer, read, study and above all, write. He is currently a fourth year student of a renowned public university in Nigeria. The University of Port-Harcourt is where he is pursuing a bachelor's degree in Mechanical Engineering. The Last Full Moon is his third book and his third attempt to explore the beautiful world of a novelist.

Ethan shuttered in low voice as his eyes went wide “I saw you as my successor Ethan, I saw your future as one of the strongest and successive CEO to Knight.inc, YOU ETHAN...... was my proud, I saw your hunger for money like me.... I saw your desperation for victory like me.... I saw your domineering to raise Knight.inc to enormous height like me... I saw you desire to be at TOP...JUST like me........... I SAW MY OWN REFLECTION IN YOU ETHAN................................................................................BUT.....” Samuel said and took a long pause before he continued

Chibuzor Victor Obih was born in the southern part of Nigeria. Delta State to be precise. His writing includes essays, poetry and short stories. He likes to play soccer, read, study and above all, write. He is currently a fourth year student of a renowned public university in Nigeria. The University of Port-Harcourt is where he is pursuing a bachelor's degree in Mechanical Engineering. Perer Ford: Diary of a Stranger is his second book and his second attempt to explore the beautiful world of a novelist. To stay connected with him and his works, you can follow him on Instagram using the account name, Chibuzor Victor Obih or follow him on Facebook using the account name, Author Chibuzor Victor

She pulled Leah to her feet, dragging her away. My throat clogged with mucus, as Estella made her way to the door, hesitating at the handle. "You are an omega, and henceforth Nikolai's going to have to treat you as one."

"No." A whisper. Amara looked between them. "What is it?" Chukwuemeka slowly lowered the note. His voice sounded older suddenly. Heavier. "That isn't Father Michael's symbol." Silence. Then: "It's Samuel Okeke's." Nobody moved. Because Samuel Okeke had been dead for twenty-one years. And yet somehow— someone had just left behind a message carrying the mark of a man who should no longer be able to speak.

My legs felt as if they were not only giving up on me, my lungs were too. “Alpha Aguilar Ivanov.” The man said, and I watched as everyone looked down at their feet before forcing myself to do the same. The Alpha passed us, but I couldn’t help but frown when I noticed that he stopped in front of me. I kept my head down, knowing not to say a word, and it wasn’t until he put his finger under my chin, raising my face, that my vision blurred.

"Alpha, Nicholas. While I don't know him on a personal level, I do know who he is." Everyone's attention falls on my mate as Nick signals for her to carry on while my gut twists and already I have absolutely no doubt that whatever she's about to tell us next will result in me ending that prick's life. "His name is Talon Beckham. He's one of the leaders of the... pack, and unfortantly, he is my mate." Yeah, he's going to die!