"I don't think this is a good idea."
She said. He halted. He was sweeping the whole strength he had in him into a bowl. He needed to survive for her sake. He was the one who had brought her into the woods. He should protect her and not die on her.
But how about if she wasn't helping situations like she was doing at that moment. Seemed more to him like he would be left with no sane choice but to retort.
But he was a grown up ass. He should be the one to talk her outta her fears.
She was holding unto him, supporting him from falling, yet he could throw her away.
He was leaning on her, and half of her side were buried in his chest. He could feel the weight of her boobs on his chest.
Even if he was feeling some ruthless pain reaching for the tip of his co
"Iboh, what should do to your daughter when she's caught along side the traitor?" "I won't call him a traitor. He sees something we all are not seeing and that he was wise enough to escape the consequences that would still catch up with us, that doesn't rule him out as a fool." The mother of Iva said. She had been summoned. Her husband had been dead since three years ago and she had been responsible for anything that had to with Iva. What a typical mother would do. "Woman! You speak only when I bid you thus." The Monarch roared. She knew her peace and kept quiet as the Monarch turned to face Iboh, the father of Hira. Lude also was present and the leaders of the two search parties who had chased the couple in vain. There were ten people in the palace and it seemed a
"Li ku a ta mi a gri." The Imp stood at the border of the village. His sticky legs and hands. His mouth dripping blood and his eyes red like embers tamed by fierce furnace. He had the head of a girl in his hand and took another bite. He chewed for a while and hurled the head towards the direction of those who were scrambling and running for their lives. The border was fallen and the women were screaming as each mother tried to lay a hand on her child and take him or her to safety. Few of the men were being alerted that the Imp had broken into the village and had made its self known in public. Men with torches in the broad daylight were beginning to run from the fort of the Monarch towards the Imp. They got to him and were hurling their torches at him but the monster was much more wiser than them.&nbs
"Motherfucker, let me free." The fellow cried but all he could hear was the echo of his voice. He was weak and could feel the veins remonstrating. His eyes were blacking out and his strength was waning. He was tied to a large tree. He couldn't say since when he had been tied but he was sure that it'd been hours. The Imp had tied him after taking him into the forest and had left him for the wild. He looked around hastily if anything was coming. He was glad that no wild cat had plied that route. Twas hard to tell why. Twas unusual. Probably the Imp had devoured all the wild life. That probably was why there was nothing left. "Motherfucker!!!!" He cried again. Then he had a growl from behind. He was shook. "Who are you?" His voice broke to the quakin
"The account of missing babies are now becoming alarming, your majesty." The chief with bounty beards said. He looked at the other chiefs who were present. He hadn't done that out of his respect for them or whether or not they approved of what he was saying. He had only done that to acknowledge that he knew they were there and probably he was saying what they wouldn't. "It started off with Iuami's baby. The cute little girl. Then to few others. When we were walked upon, none took it seriously but now that it had graduated into the teenagers. I'm sure interest would be revered now." He quit talking and sat. One of the remaining four chiefs stood up and bowed before the king. He looked quickly at the remaining chiefs inquisitively while two of them put their back palms to the other palms in suit. The chief started, "Who are yo
"You can't say that. It's rather too harsh." Iva said to Hira. They were walking through the forest, but sensitive to things coming from behind and ahead of them. His cloth was dirty as well as hers but she tend to make more stench from his than hers though twas the other way around. She just wanted to blame him. She just wanted to make him feel bad. Why wouldn't she? He had made her feel more than bad. Even worse and worst. In the fucking name of love. Though she should admit that he had been protective of her and had been there for her in the wild, but hadn't he gotten them there. For sometimes she had been very hard on herself for ever being so stupid to had followed him. But if she hadn't followed him, she wouldn't had known to what extent he would go to save her. But that
"What track next?" One of the twelve men asked. None was the leader. The leader thingy seemed not to be working for any of them. They had been through the noise and the odds and the fight and the all. Twas time to get things the right way if they were ever going to make any progress. "I suggest we keep trailing this. Where else could we possibly take?" Another one asked. He looked at the first guy who had spoken. He wasn't a fan of his but they were obviously not there to figure out there differences. They were there for their leader who had been abducted by the fucking monster. "I'm feeling terribly hot." Another of the guys said. The first guy who had spoken ate the third guy up with a fiery ogle. "Hot indeed." He muttered to him. The third seemed to had heard him and walked up stra
""I'm scared. I feel restless. Never felt like this in a long time. I don't know what's wrong with me but I'm sure that it's an omen. I'm really scared and I feel like staying up all night. I don't even know which of the feelings to choose. Whether to stay up all night or just go out with our baby." A woman said. She was sitting opposite a man. The room was fairly illuminated. There was a lantern sitting on the top of what was close to a cupboard. He looked at her. He seemed fed up with her complaints and couldn't possibly stand it, "You know that's a crazy thought right? Going into the dark with our only 6 month old baby. Quit that thought please before you get on my nerves." He said, picking a chop of the cooked meat in the bowl. The fat lump seemed too big for his jaws, so he tried as much as possible to crunch it. At least the best way he could.&nbs
"Who unleashed a dog?" The only chief seated with the king said. The noise kept coming till a woman broke into the palace. The guards tried to restrain her in vain. The energy behind the cry seemed to had fueled her veins. She was so energetic. At last, one of the guards was able to hold her down but the king called for her freedom. No sooner the guard let her go than she scrambled to the front of the king and almost threw herself on the king. One of the attendants held unto her again and pulled her to the feet of the throne. "What's this drama, woman?" The King finally asked, but the woman seemed to had swam in the ocean of her tears. There were scars on her face but on the right cheek, there was a gore. "And what's all these all over your face?" The King sa