Novels by Tina Rose

“I don’t believe you,” he spat after a long stretch of silence.“Huh?” I swallowed.What was I thinking? He couldn’t just believe me because I said so. I would have to prove it with their shared experiences of which I had none. I couldn’t be Angel without knowing one thing about her or him or heck about their time together. What if they had like a signature greeting? Or maybe they had pet names for themselves. I let out a sigh loud and clear as I soon realize that the wall I had just pushed myself to.“I don’t believe you.” This time he had magically covered the distance between us. I stepped back as his glare crawled all over my body like eight-legged insects. I pushed back even further as he covered the breathing distance I had created, until I hit the foot of the bed and sat forcibly on the bouncy foam did he stop.“If you will allow me…”“Allow you to do what?”I swear I didn’t even know where I was going with that. A chance to explain? Explain what exactly? That I pretended to be

A woman met me at the entrance of the building and parted my ways with Romeo. Romeo disappeared into the gigantic door in front of us while the woman in a white starched housekeeper’s uniform lead me round the house opposite the direction I was just coming from with Romeo.We arrived at a different entrance, this one leads into a hallway that gave this illusion that it continued forever because of the glass-like floor that held the reflection of everything. On the walls just right of the hall was golden sculptures, heads of lions bursting out of the walls in between doors as if there were trapped in it in the eighties with magic, on the left side was this stairs that seemed to curve into the ceilings. And the ceilings itself wasn’t left without stunning designs, the intricate ironwork was left exposed to show a masterpiece of a chain of connections looking like some constellations of some sort.I stared in awe, turning my neck in almost three sixty degrees in admiration.“Wow! This pl

NIKKII wasn’t trekking the whole journey home but I was getting out of her sight. I put one foot after the other seething in fury, justified fury because it made no sense why Colette would treat me this way after everything I had done for her. And we’ve been friends since our first school leaving examination day when we met in the same venue, we were barely ten years old then. She let me copy from her math answers and stretched her neck over the answers on the general papers on my OMR sheet.When we got into the same high school and found out we lived in the same estate, it seemed more ordained for us to be friends. Especially to Colette, she called me her best friend from the very beginning and wanted to only be where I was and do whatever it was that I did. Little me thought it was cool, that I was cool to have my own personal sidekick. We did everything together but everything really did change after that day. That night when I saw her covered in her own blood, a new fear gripped

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“That’s not news anymore.” I bit back with the biggest smile I could find.He wouldn’t get to me this time, not when I knew what he really thought of me-that is that Angel girl behind all those jabs and insults.If Angel was me, which I knew she was not me, okay, but in a hypothetical sense, if he thought that Angel girl was me and he loves Angel then he loves me, a total imposter but nonetheless, it meant those eyes darkened with rage was just superficial and misrouted. He didn’t hate me even as those death glares screamed hatred to my face.“I don’t know why you keep doing this for me. It is just super nice of you to help me in the worst situations that I managed to put myself because you guess it, I’m pathetic.” I shrugged. “See, you don’t have to say it all the time, I know, the world knows. You have to be born yesterday to not know that the new meaning of pathetic is Colette. Me.” I laughed at that even though saying that aloud made me realize that jail or no jail, my life could

Not once have I ever imagined such a place existed in Nigeria. Africa was a poor continent who? We crossed the third mainland bridge like every average and working class Lagosian would do every day of their life and took a turn and another and another and another till it led us to this heavenly gate.And I kid you not when I said, ‘heavenly.’ It was the very line that separate the poor dwellers of earth from the prestigious paradise residents.Our car stood for a few seconds while the security guards, I would call them kingdom knights with their shining golden embroideries and attachments on their navy-blue uniform, they ran through with their routine while I marveled the masterpiece in front of me.Ivory and Gold, mostly ivory with the thick tall bars that shone combined with golden accented swirling pattern at the top and bottom. The gate was then situated in the middle of gigantic pillars that was almost two times the height of the gate itself. The concrete sculpture curved into an