Novels by Adeyemi Faith

TYRE Gloomy, I sat on a wooden chair closer to the hearth. I had wondered why a hearth would even exist in such a place. Just one innocent mistake with a fire and it'll all go berserk. Then it dawned on me that the place was probably magical and things didn't work the same way it did in the real world, I mean, The exit door was supposed to lead to the exit, wasn't it? And not to talk of the way time works in here. Neither day nor night. Neither cold nor heat. No windows to peer from. The place was a perpetual defier of nature. My mind jogged back to what Mann said without waiting for my approval. 11 years ago, I didn't propose to Christy? C'mon, that's difficult to believe especially when the experience was quite memorable. I couldn't accept it for a second, that I wasn't supposed to exist, that my existence was a mistake. It felt too real though, our relationship. I'm pretty sure Christy, somehow knows I exist even if the world thinks otherwise. Oh, w

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(1920*FORT, US)TYRE"Tyre, shut the fucking door! " Jack hollered handling a rifle.We were at the frontier of the US defense, in the year; 1920, where we had time traveled. I squeezed my head out the window of the armored truck Bobby drove and spotted the incoming bullets of the German opposition. It was hell! If Bobby, for a second, didn't steady his impact on the gas, someone was going to get shot. I sat beside Bobby in the front seat while Jack strutted at the back with his head to his lower abdomen clasped outside the roof of the truck, ready to aim. I frowned. "Jack!""What?""Remind me why we are here again. ""To retrieve a shard of the fucking black stone, moron! "How long can we keep evading the German's bullets, at this rate? Bobby, the driver, was already discharging cascades of bodily fluids around his face and I could tell he was fed up. Reaching the fort was our only objective right now since that's where we wagered was safe for us.

(2021*LA BREA, US) JACK "Jack! Jack! " "What?! " Shakenly, Tim turned the screen of his phone towards me as his pupils shrunk with terror. "Margot, " I called gently and I grabbed Tim's phone. I saw a live feed of my sister tied and gagged up by my arch-nemesis, or as we in the special squad force like to call him; The Butcher. Everyone knew he was very invested in my family. First, he had my father killed by pushing him off the window of a fourteen-floor building after slicing his gut open with his butcher knife. My mum lost her voice and every sense of feeling after he slashed her throat on her seventieth birthday, ever since, she's been in special care, away from me, away from all this mess. Margot is all I have now, I can't let him win. I can't let him take all I have left. "I'm so sorry, " Tim said taking a few steps back and covering his mouth with his hands. "What the fuck are you sorry for? She's not dead yet is she? " I said rather

TYREI had teleported into an unfamiliar place, of course, without my briefcase. It was a place I was sure not to have been before, my back hurt like hell perhaps because I'd, unlike felines, landed on my spine.I was still on the floor trying to get myself together when a little girl flashed towards me. I stared at her meticulously as she also stared back stooping her head towards mine, weaving this strange smile on her face.She was quite attractive to the eye, I wondered why a girl of not more than Ann's age would have her hair shaved in low-cut, her hair was brown and scanty and reminded me of one of my dad's pictures he took in the eighties while he was still in the military.She spread forth her hands toward me so she could lift me, Yeah! That hand isn't going to lift this body, I ignored her protruded hands and stood up myself despite the piercing pain I felt.The sky blue shirt I put on this morning was already dust-engulfed, I

TYREHe shot me an impaling look and then picked up his pace making him seem more suspicious, he fast-walked into a cul-de-sac and I unintelligently followed suit. He could no longer move from there as he stood still, backing me. "Hey! What's your fucking deal? " I hollered, yet he refused to look at me let alone give me his attention. He heaved a rather heavy sigh and crossed his arms behind his back. "I see you seek the truth. "I moved closer towards him. "May I ask what truth you're talking about? ""I know you have questions about why you can't just stop reliving this day. "My eyes flickered frantically. "Oh my—you know? ""Brace yourself for what I am about to say next. " He looked up for a second then turned towards me. "My name is Mann; THE GOD OF TIME... and, time is not on our side, Tyre. "The traffic going on in my head was enough to make it explode. My silver briefcase shook staggeringly and I held i

"I knew the principal summoning our terrorizer to his office was a good sign. " Joe said stealing a glance at the piece of paper. Unconsciously, my face beamed with a magnificent smile. Maybe school wasn't that horrible after all. I'd never gone out with any girl and the first time I do, it's with Salene? I crinkled the piece of paper neatly and tucked it into my back pocket. Strolling down the hallway today felt so good, so liberating. Was this all I've been missing out of? Was I becoming important now? A smirk showed on my face as I thought about Salene and me, being tagged the cutest couple of the year. Fuck yeah! That'd probably ejaculate me from the last rung of the social ladder. "Hey, " Joe called my attention shrinking his pulped eyes. "Hearing from Darius? " Why did he have to bring up such a topic at such a moment? My heartbeat drummed rapidly, not of excitement this time. It was something else. "Why bring him up now? " Victor asked in my stead. "Jus

"Were you?" Mr. Dallas continued, "Julia?" "Alex? " Julia laid the pressure on me. What was Julia's deal and why did she seem so immersed in a battle that wasn't hers in the first place? "Hmm, " Mr. Dallas adjusted for comfort, "There's something we call 'The Last Card', in cases like this, where the situation seems unclear, we refrain from any form of action until our 'suspect' here isn't proven otherwise. Then we can take action. We can flip the last card. " "Alex? " Julia called again staring at me this time with contempt. "Alex, I'll ask one more time, has Marlowe been bullying you? " the principal said. "Alexander, " Mrs. Ruffalo finally spoke, "Don't ruin the chance to make it stop. Be brave and leave the rest to us. " My heart pounded rapidly, and with every throb, a pain in my chest. They didn't understand, no one did, what Marlowe was. "No, he hasn't, " I replied the principal as my face fell to the ground. "You're going to preten

There I laid, gasping for the very air we all take for granted, my heart pounded faster than the speed of sound, sending nearly all of the blood within me to that spot. My neck. Was there an afterlife? If there was, I'd like to transcend now. I just hope it's as serene as they claim it to be. Sorry. Scratch that. Let's rewind to the beginning. I wasn't always gasping for air in a near death experience. What went wrong? *** 1 Day Prior It felt like every other day in Hancock High. The rays from the sun blasted their way into the classroom, through the windowpane, where I curled in comfort. I could hear the buzzing of a bee just outside, striving to get in but its efforts were futile since the windows were shut close. The aroma of fresh, moist sunflowers surged through my nostrils like teargas as I began to...drool. "Alex! " "Alexander! " Mrs. Ruffalo yelled. I awakened to the blaring laughter of my classmates. They all had their eyes on me like I was

'Bite her! Bite her! Drink her dry! ' My cracked lips felt the gush of chilled breeze as I nearly stumbled against the school's concrete floor at the whining of my malnourished stomach. Once a fuss of chatter and an outpouring of friends, the hallway had become an endless torrent of order, each of us a careful two meters apart. Keenly, I went after Abigail, my best friend's girlfriend, as she tottled down the hallway by herself, her blue Nike tracksuit was smeared and reeked of fresh blood. I gripped my bag tightly and probably didn't have the time to breathe. For some reason, she smelled so good, like bacon after a long hike. She staggered like an injured deer. She was the prey, I was the predator. ~~~~~~ Just like grades in the high school system, Vampires are hierarchical, from the most powerful and unstoppable down to the less powerful and easily tamed. The first in the order of hierarchy are the; BLACK–eyed Vamps, the darkest. Followed is the