His Other Girl

The day sped by as we stared at the waves struggled to reached the shore first before the other. The bright blue beach had an orange tinge to it from the sun that was already setting. We knew we should leave the shore and go into one of the tents set up for tourists like… Continue reading His Other Girl

Opinionated Articles

People With Tattoos Are Horrible People?

Before you get comfortable to read this, I will like to warn you that this is really a very personal issue to me; I have tattoos and so, I may be taking things overboard. Pardon me if my words will sound like I'm criticizing or condemning; maybe that's the point of the whole article. You… Continue reading People With Tattoos Are Horrible People?


Random Thoughts: Understanding Why I Am A Writer

I work as a columnist for and another online platform that is currently on upgrade. I actually enjoy writing something different from fiction and it's been almost fun sharing my thoughts about certain things with total strangers, something I was not comfortable doing because I am a terrible loner. Yesterday, my boss told me… Continue reading Random Thoughts: Understanding Why I Am A Writer



DISCLAIMER: this is strictly as a result of my imaginations. At no point in time have I ever encountered any boko haram member or a terrorist. This is strictly fiction triggered by the high number of deaths and abductions recorded just this year alone. This piece was born by thinking of what could be going… Continue reading THEIR BLOOD; OUR SANITY

Note To Self, Opinionated Articles

Damn, I Doff My Hat To You

Having your shit together has to be the hardest thing in the entire world!!!! I mean, how do you guys do it?! How do you guys fucking do it?! Pardon my French but really, I will like to know how you guys have your life properly put together because it is such a tough thing to do and people who can deserve a special medal they can wear round


The Wrong Kind Of Love

Hands caressed everywhere on her body as his lips sought hers in a very deep passionate kiss, sending delicious thrills down her spine. He one of her breasts with one hand while the other removed the pins that held her hair in place. He stopped kissing her and pulled her face back for a while… Continue reading The Wrong Kind Of Love