Novels by Unstoppable

"It's either you drink this Amataba dear, or you face your death." I wouldn't want him to die, but it's better if it thinks I am going to allow it to die if he refuses to drink the antidote.He gazed it at for what felt like Oge before he reluctantly opened its mouth.Taking that as a sort of animal invitation, I pour the Amataba down his throat."You're doing alright, boy", I smile fondly at him as he gulps down the dark liquid.He opened his mouth with his tongue sticking out like a dog panting for breath. Seeing his action made me laugh, especially when I found out exactly what it was trying to do.It wants to expel the bitter taste from his mouth."Aren't you cute my dear," I try to caress his fur, but he growled at me?I guess he would rather not be touched, "you're really lucky you met someone who wishes to touch you.I? Am hungry for a human touch," not the one Papilo gives to me.It looks at me for some time before it closes its eyes in sleep; the antidote must be working its

A life so cruel, that it gave me no happiness.A life you're shunned for being who you're; something I can't control but was born with.A life I do so much for, so I can be called one of its own, yet it drags me into the pit * dirt mingled with water.*Spitting on me, he stood up," you're always as great as you were before. You must have bewitched me for me to want you more than I've wanted any female in my entire life,” adjusting his Akwa, he smiles down at me," expect me next Izu Uka," he leaves without so much as a backwards glance.I've become the shell of who I was when I left the forest, a shell of the girl whose major focus was on getting herbs for her patients.A girl who wants nothing more but to be accepted into a world that hated her.A girl who wants to experiment with maternal love more than anything in this world.A girl who's happy to die alone if the villagers can just give her the love she wants.A girl who smiles despite the ill-treatment of her people on her.A girl

Papilo is the only person in the entire Mabudazou I fear, he's my worst nightmare, a Payne in my healer's arse.He doesn't make his advances on me a secret whenever we're alone, but with others, he acts like the scum of Mabudazou *it should be Otito since my father came from there.* I've evaded his advances in me; it's just a matter of time before he gets what he wants *I will be dead then; I can't be alive and watch him degrade me.* “You look so different with your new hair color,” he murmurs in my ears, as he mercifully lets go of my hair, “you're Lucky am in a good mood.” Papilo in a good mood is like when an Aguiyi is in a good mood; it always ends up ugly.Straightening my hair, I bend down to pick up my basket. It's not over, and I know it, it's just a matter of time before he burst.The cup is almost filled; it's running over and is about to start.When he saw I wasn't replying to his word, he looks down at me with anger, “and you dare ignore me?”!he kicks off my basket, “yo

It has an almost triangular shape.*She must have been hurt by a Hunter; a hunter who wasn't concerned about her newborn baby * her stomach's still soft from child birthing.*I don't know how people can be so heartless.How can he do this to a mother knowing she has a little one?Lamenting and cursing the bad ones who are not worthy of walking the world won't make her wounds disappear, rather, it will make her bleed to death if nothing is done to stop the bleeding.Taking a little Ukazi leaf from my bag; I chew on it a little and spit the residue in her wound.She wriggled in pain as the leaves and their residues landed on her."Sorry, but it's a necessary stuff."Without the Ukazi leave, I'm afraid she will bleed to death.The medicinal property of the Ukazi leave is to mainly stop bleeding.It stops the flow of blood and prevents infection.Taking two Ude fruits from my bag, I hand one to the baby and one to its mother.The baby bit into the fruit without wasting any time at all, w

Not shunned for something you don't have a hand in.Shunned for a gift I never asked nor requested for.A gift I wouldn't have wanted to be had I been given the chance to choose my path of destiny.A gift that benefits them more than it does me *hand on my chin; lost in thoughts*“Have the gift benefited me for once? The answer remains no. If it works only to my benefit, father wouldn't have died before I can get to him. Mother wouldn't have died before she can hold me in her arms. I truly am a cursed child like the villagers call me, not a blessing as my father thought my gift to be.If I'm a blessing, why does misfortune knock on my door every damn time? Why is that people around me always gets hurt because of me?I'm the daughter of Ekwensu.The forest is always devoid of both humans and the occasional sounds that surround Uderide forest * a forest that never sleeps, with wolves parading in it almost every time.*A forest I've only been to twice; forest humans are afraid to thre

Since they blended well with us humans.The only distinct difference between us is their skin colour; theirs is a dark golden to our almost pale skin.People spoke in a hushed tone about the strangers in our mist, not knowing they were spies disguised; a specie come to dominate.They walked among us (the humans) for four moon cycles before their inversion; then they've completely known and studied our ways.Invading a kingdom they knew inside out wasn't that difficult for them; it was mainly a piece of Ude * oh my sweet fruit; how can I get a replacement for the potion I want to make for my Ima?*When they struck, it was too late for the humans to fight back(even if they did, they wouldn't have defeated them since the wolves are known to fight with strange instruments. Fighting gears we've not seen in our entire life), caught unawares, the four kingdoms were utterly destroyed.They didn't wipe out our race completely; they killed the Igwe and high chiefs of Mabudazou, taking control