African Pen Stories

MY WIKED HUSBAND 😭                        CHAPTER 3 After the meeting with my parents, I went with him to his rented apartment. He leaved in a two bedroom flat. the house was beautifully decorated with elegant looks. I can't describe it because it was too beautiful. More beautiful than the old one he did before. I went to the kitchen to do something. I purposed in my heart that if he tries anything I will cut off the relationship. I intentionally broke a glass cup unknown to me it was even his favorite glass cup. He ran to the kitchen to check on me but saw his glass cup on the ground broken into pieces. This is my favorite glass cup how did you break it. why oh! Do he said looking so angry. It was a mistake am sorry so I said putting on a pretentious look. Okay don't worry I hope you are not hurt so he said. He took me out and nurtured me like a baby, he treated me so good that I almost crossed my limit with him but I control...

 MY WICKED HUSBAND 😭                            CHAPTER 2                                        * I took Davidson to my house just for him to meet my parents and my elder sister after much of persuasion. We got to my house, I told him to seat while I went to call my parents. He sat like a gentleman man. “wow you have a nice home and a wealthy parent” so he said looking at me with his sexy eyes. Thanks I replied. I went in and called my parents to meet the man that has captured my heart. They came down and met with Davidson. Davidson stood up and greeted them. “Have your seat” said my dad. “thanks sir” Davidson replied. By that time my sister was at work and will definitely come back by 7pm because it was Saturday I thought she won't go to work because she was feeling a little bit dizzy but she went after all....

 Before getting married read this        My WICKED HUSBAND 😭                           CHAPTER 1 My name is Anita, but my friends like to call me Anni. I came from a very wealthy family, my father is a senator while my mother is a vice counselor in RSU university. Am 29 years old, though people say I am a slim fitted girl which I agree i am. Am fair in complexion and when you see me in my traditional attire you will know am an igbo girl. Am also a graduate of the university of ibadan, I studied law over there and even went to law school in ibadan. After my law school I took an exam before being called to bar. I was called to bar 7th of January 2015 that was when I became a satisfied barestter. My mom and dad were proud of me even my elder sister who was an accountant was very proud of me, to an extent she announce my success in her place of work. She works as a banker, that was what the sys...

 🌏THE DARK NIGHT 🌏 CHAPTER 3 We will talk about Manka another day. Since Lum is the main character, let’s talk about her for now. Lum was already engaged to be married. Her husband, Mr. Ngwa was a very handsome and hardworking man and he was very happy to have a woman like Lum. A few months later, they got married and Mr. Ngwa and Lum moved to Kumba and began a new life.  A year later, Lum put to bed to a handsome baby girl. Everyone was happy, especially her parents. They had feared that after her encounter with the prophet and what he did to her in the hotel room, she was never going to be able to have children. So, it was a welcome relief to them when the news came that Lum had put to bed. Lum, her husband and their child were living a normal life in Kumba when Prophet McKenzie surfaced again.  No one knew how the prophet got Lum’s number. However, Lum was in her kitchen one day, preparing food for her beloved husband when she heard her phone ringing from the living ...

 🌏THE DARK NIGHT 🌏 CHAPTER 2 After the prophet had finished sucking the pad, he applied some of the blood on Lum’s face and then had sex with her. He brought Manka out of her hiding place, laid her beside them and had sex with them simultaneously. It was not just an ordinary lovemaking. It was ritualistic and was done in order to increase his powers and fortify himself for the day two of the crusade that evening.  It was around 7:00 PM when Lum and Manka left Ayaba Hotel and headed for their different homes. Under the effects of some strange power, the prophet had had his fill of both of them. They were too hypnotized to resist or complain as he satisfied his wildest fantasies with the two young adults. He only had to let them go because it was nearing time for him to go back to the arena for the day two of the crusade.  When Lum got home, his parents asked her where she had been all evening, but she couldn’t give any answer. She was sad and exhausted and just wanted to...

 NEW STORY ALERT!!! ⚠️Don't skip read this interesting and educative story ⚠️  🌏THE DARK NIGHT 🌏 CHAPTER 1 It is not every day that you meet a real man of God, I mean a real prophet of God. Some run around in the guise of prophets. In reality, they are not. Some cause more harm than good. That is why you should always pray to God to open your eyes and sharpen your understanding so that you could be able to discern a real man of God from an unreal one. This is very important because meeting a wrong one could have disastrous consequences not just for you but also for your family.  I am not in any way writing against men of God. I know some people will say I shouldn’t judge. Sorry to burst your bubble, I am going to judge. Making sure that you interact with the right prophet, pastor, apostle or whoever should be your first, second, third, fourth and fifth concern. The story I am about to tell you is about a young girl who unfortunately came into contact with the wrong kind...

 THE PREGNANT BELONG TO MY FATHER, 💔 . Episode 10&11 .FINAL EPISODE  The fear and terror of hell made me suspend my plans to kill dad. As much as I wanted vengeance against him, the experience of hell I had in my dream was so scary and frightening. Hell is not a place to be for a minute talk more of eternity. I rather swallow the venom of vengeance than go to that terrible place. But why would someone I am related with or any human creature in God’s image consciously or unconsciously be the one to make me go to hell? Your end will be terrible and full of regrets. The few minutes I spent in the bottomless pit cannot be described with man’s language. If you are reading this story I beg you never to go to hell. Some persons have sworn to take you to hell through the manipulation of their master the devil, please do not allow their plot to prevail over you. Please! Live a life that heaven would be happy with you for. Faith’s womb was removed but mum never knew what the real p...

 THE PREGNANT BELONG TO MY FATHER 💔 . Episode 8&9 . Out of curiosity, I insisted I must know what was wrong with Faith since I was the major financier of her medical bills. No one was telling me until I stopped bringing money for anything. My mum reluctantly told me she did an abortion and it was not well managed and she had complications. As I talk to you now, your sister’s womb has to be removed to save her life. Immediately I heard this I went blank. After some minutes I asked mum if she revealed who impregnated her. No, she said she doesn’t know who was responsible. Meanwhile the doctor advised we don’t bother her for now until she’s out of the hospital. I was mad in my spirit, let it not be what I was thinking, I mustered some words to myself. Could it be that dad had also been sleeping with Faith without my knowledge? Faith is a decent girl and she has never told me she had a boyfriend. We talked a lot and I would have known if she was seeing any guy. My reaction got my ...

 THE PREGNANT BELONG TO MY FATHER 💔 .        Episode 6&7 . It became a regular occurrence that my dad regularly took advantage of me. He does it almost every night. His act exposed me to spirit husband. That man will always come to molest me in the dream. My dad will do his physically, while the man will do his own spiritually. In no time, I lost the will to resist my dad. He destroyed my self esteem and pride. My academic performance started dropping. My position in class moved from 2nd and 3rd to 37th. I began to lose interest in my studies; my mind was clouded with sexual filthiness. At seventeen, I had turned to a sex addict. My dad could no longer meet my sexual needs so I arrange for my school boys and teachers to have sex with me when the urge comes. I was caught with Ahmed having sex in the toilet and the matter was reported to the vice principal. He invited both of us to his office to investigate the matter but he was caught in the web of the seduc...

THE PREGNANT BELONG TO MY FATHER 💔 . Episode 4&5 . Mum was promoted to the position of a Branch Manager and was transferred to Ibadan to head a new branch. This was what she had worked for all these years. Becoming a Branch Manager was her utmost dream for many years. Mum was so happy with her new position but the transfer did not go well with dad and all of us. She never gave dad opportunity to protest her transfer when she started making out her plans. Within two weeks, mum had contacted an agent in Ibadan through a colleague who got her a two bedroom flat in the outskirts of Ibadan. When mum left for Ibadan I knew it was a journey to marital desolation for dad. “I don’t want to say anything because you may think I don’t want your progress but leaving your family at this time is not healthy”, my dad protested. “So what should I have done? Resign the job or reject the offer? The position I have laboured for all through the years? This is God’s open door and I can’t afford to thro...

 THE PREGNANT BELONG TO MY FATHER 💔              EPISODE 3 My dad understood my circle so well and he plans for it ahead of time. He buys my pads ahead of my monthly periods without my knowledge. After the first lecture mum gave to me on womanhood she never did any follow up again. She left me with my fate. I would have gotten into lots of troubles if not for my dad who was available for me. This is why I can’t leave him for boarding school. Who will give me such attention? Who will be as friendly as my dad? Who will understand and tolerate me like him? These and more questions ran through my mind daily. The journey to my woe started on the 2nd of June 20…… when my dad became sick and my mum wasn’t available to take good care of him. As young as I was then, I played the role of a mother and a wife all together. I filled in the vacuum my mum created because of her busy schedules. Three days after, my dad recuperated and bounced back. At this time,...

  Episode 2 . My father became my magical being; I almost could not do without him. I trusted him so much because he never hurt me. He tried to keep tears from dropping from my eyes. He was the friend I knew; he was close and listening. He was something different from my mother who was harsh, inconsiderate, unloving and hot tempered. I wasn’t worried about anything because my father was also nice to my siblings alike. Myself, and Grace took after my father in everything but Faith and Christy took after mum. They are unfriendly and difficult. My bond and intimacy with my father continued until I finished my Junior Secondary School Education and my mother began to nurse the idea of changing my day school to boarding. From the onset, I knew that won’t work because my dad would not part with me neither will I ever want to stay away from dad for such a long time. So it was going to be one against two. It became a serious battle between dad and mum for a long time. Grandma had to interve...

 THE PREGNANT BELONG TO MY FATHER 💔 (Rated 18+) . Episode 1  . My name is Adenike. I am from Lagos state, Nigeria. I was born 28 years ago into the family of Mr and Mrs Temitayo Fowogbade. I am the first born of my parent and I have three other siblings; Faith, Christiana and Grace. Grace was born as a result of my parent’s search for a baby boy who turned out to be a girl. And the chapter of child birth was closed. The story of my life is a lesson to mothers of our days. The title of my story would have been better if it was “The Carelessness Of My Mother”, but I chose this title for some reasons. My mum told me to stop sleeping in her room since I was two years old neither will I sleep in the children’s room but my father’s room. At a time, everyone started calling me the wife of my father, “iyawo baba e”. I grew up to understand what love is all about because my father showed me unreserved love. Sometimes I wouldn’t sleep except I sleep on my father’s chest; his chest beca...