Joe and Viola had spent three long but fun filled days away from home. Joe had completely forgotten all abt the dark house on Rye Street, he hadn't given any thought at all to whatever he had experienced in that house. He was most pleased to be in the company of Viola; the love of his life.Joe had arrived in London with only the aim of doing his best at his job as an ophthalmologist at the hospital he was assigned to, he never dreamed nor imagined he would come to find love here, but here he was loving a gorgeous woman with the strange eyes!While on the other hand, Viola thought abt her family constantly, it was a feeling she couldn't put down even if she tried. V's mum Mrs Johnson had already called her a thousand times to check up on her, there was always a certain level of warmth and care in the old lady's voice... Olivia and Amelia had called her too a few times, they always chatted happily and giggled all through their conversations, they even demanded to know every detail abou
© 2021 Esther Imoseme Aruna All rights reserved. No part of this publication may be reproduced, stored in any retrieval system, or transmitted in any form or by any means whether by electronic, mechanical, photocopying, recording or otherwise without the prior permission of the copyright owner. Disclaimer All the names and characters in this book are fictitious. They have no existence outside the writer's imagination. Dedication This book is dedicated to my family. Acknowledgements To Jehovah the Almighty God, for his loyal love. To my brother Aruna Samuel, who gave me support for the story. To my Mother who always believed in me. To my eldest brother Aruna Momodu, who always supported me financially. To Stanley Ero, the first reader of this book. About the Author Aruna Esther Imoseme, is an upcoming writer, she has written a few other books such as Forced to Marry, The Great Escape, Kimo the Dancing Frog, An Affair to Remember, Prey and Predator, and so many more are yet
January, always one of the coldest month in the beautiful town of Rye. The chilly winds burnt through our skins and ran down our spines.During the winter, especially during the winter, the bars and club houses would be in a thriving mood. Because of the cold, a lot of people would go for a drink or two, or eventually get drunk.In one of those pubs, there was a certain young bachelor; all crazy and full of life was the able-bodied, handsome William. A young man, free spirited, his idea of fun was to be at every party and go out with every beautiful girl he came across with. His golden, brown eyes lured most girls into his arms, his auburn short, well trimmed hair sat breezly on his head. His bronze skin was a charm to all who laid eyes on it, he was an attraction, a god! Every girl wanted to be in his dreams, but none had that privilege. William .A. Johnson took everything frivolously, anything he wanted, he got! He dared to go places no one would. William-- a prideful man, a flirt, a
This was a different life, William thought to himself; different indeed! Marriage had always been a scary path for him, but, he was married to the most beautiful girl in the world-- to the love of his life. The newlyweds lived in a one bedroom apartment on Love lane. William was informed of his father's death, it had been ten years since he last saw his Father. The old man did not witness his son's wedding. Old man Johnson hated the path in life his son had chosen, he was a well-respected man in the society; a feared one. Everyone knew about the Johnsons on Mermaid street. One day, when William decided to leave his parents in pursuit of his freedom, Mr Johnson threatened his son that if he leaves, he wasn't to step his feet into the mansion again, despite the threat, William left, his action had broken his Father's heart and William never stepped his feet into the mansion for a long time. But on November 3rd, William would terrifyingly step foot into the Johnsons old mansion again. "
She had missed her son, she was a Mother after all. She took out her anger on him, all that she had kept inside her for ten years, today, she had forgiven her son... They released each other's hold, Mrs Johnson glanced at Amelia who was behind them. "Bring her to me" she gestured. William walked halfway to Amelia and invited her to take his hand, they walked hand in hand to Mrs Johnson and the two other women. "What's your name, darling?" Mrs Johnson asked, taking Amelia's hands in hers. "Amelia, ma'am", "Oh don't be silly, call me Mum! You're my son's wife" she ended with a broad smile. "These are my daughters-- Viola and Monica", she announced. They each hugged Amelia with acceptance. "She's so pretty Will!" Mrs Johnson whispered excitedly. "Yes Mother, she is. I'm so lucky!". "If only Johnny were here to see this", she sighed. "Well, I've got you all by my side", she brightened up and forwarded her eyes to William. "Hey! I just got you back Will, I ain't letting you leave
At the mansion, everyone sat in the living room, it was a large room with a high ceiling, large red drapes hung all over the room. Large blue couch-chairs and sofas took their places in different positions of the room. A thick blue rug rested underneath their feet on the ground, it covered the whole room, matching with the chairs and drapes, they all gave the room a dark, warm peaceful feeling. There were four table lamps in the four corners of the living room, they were the only source of light in the room. The lawyer, Mr Edward Peters scanned through the documents he had spread out on the large, brown centre table, with a little torchlight and his reading glasses. He wore a pair of brown trousers and a long, black coat, beneath the coat was a white, long-sleeved sweater. He kept scanning through and they all kept waiting-- impatiently. "Ah ha! Here it is", he finally said.He was a frail old man and late Mr Johnson trusted him enough with his will-- his dying wishes. Mr Edward the
It'd been a week since the burial, it rained all through the week, but somehow William and Amelia managed to move their belongings away from the little apartment into the mansion, their new home! Everyone was settled in and life in the mansion had begun. The old red, brick mansion had been passed on from parents to children over the years, it was a tradition. The mansion was never to be sold or abandoned, it was an inheritance, a history, the Johnson family legacy. Another December morning, a tenth month after the wedding, the sky was covered with dark blue clouds, Rye town was still awakening, there was no sign of snow falling today but it had already kept itself firmly on the roof tops, it covered cars, and the cobbled roads of mermaid street were slightly slippery. Despite the weather the sun shone weakly, giving a warm feeling. The door bell sent a vibe all through the mansion, it had awakened the sleepy eyes of the residents, everyone groaned in their stomachs wishing that the
"Good morning Mrs Johnson, my name's Olivia. I believe you're William's Mother!" She pointed out sharply. Mrs Johnson nodded in agreement. "I am William's girlfriend-- ", she shrugged, "We've been dating for some months". The women's eyes widened in shock, Amelia folded her hands on her chest in response to the words she just heard. "Surely, you're mistaken, my William has been married to Amelia for almost a year now!" Mrs Johnson corrected and directed Olivia's attention to Amelia. "I'm aware of that Mrs Johnson. You see, when Will and I met he was still single, he said he was single, that his girlfriend-- Amelia, had broken up with him, she had left him. He was in a pretty bad shape when we met, he got his glow back while we were dating. We were young and crazy and I got pregnant, he knew of it, we went for the test together. We were both terrified and unprepared. So, I left Rye to live with my grandparents on a farm, I stayed there till I had the baby-- our daughter", she held th
Joe and Viola had spent three long but fun filled days away from home. Joe had completely forgotten all abt the dark house on Rye Street, he hadn't given any thought at all to whatever he had experienced in that house. He was most pleased to be in the company of Viola; the love of his life.Joe had arrived in London with only the aim of doing his best at his job as an ophthalmologist at the hospital he was assigned to, he never dreamed nor imagined he would come to find love here, but here he was loving a gorgeous woman with the strange eyes!While on the other hand, Viola thought abt her family constantly, it was a feeling she couldn't put down even if she tried. V's mum Mrs Johnson had already called her a thousand times to check up on her, there was always a certain level of warmth and care in the old lady's voice... Olivia and Amelia had called her too a few times, they always chatted happily and giggled all through their conversations, they even demanded to know every detail abou
The Johnsons fell asleep in the living room, fear had made them unable to sleep in their rooms. Each one found a place in the room to sleep on. For sure it wouldn't be anything like the comfort and softness of their beds, but it was sure better than being alone in their rooms with thoughts of a ghost in the house. They woke up the next morning with pains all over their body. The kids were already up playing around in the large hall. The air felt different today, there was a good sense of feeling all around the house. It seemed like the fear was gone. The ones who woke up first, woke the others with a tap.Awwwww! They yawned with mouths wide open and bad breaths. "I'm soooo hungry!" Viola complained first. "Me too!" "Olivia, Viola, we have got to fix us some breakfast. We can't let this— ghost thing keep us from eating, let's go!" Amelia scolded the other women. "I guess you're right!” "Come on!"The three women stood and began to walk to the large hall; the others in the roo
They had arrived at the restaurant at exactly 6pm. It was a lovely sight to behold just from the outside. The blue painted restaurant blended beautifully into the dusk of the evening, Viola peeked into the building through the glass windows of the restaurant. Petit Pois was boldly written above the building with white coloured letters. Joe took her hand and guided her to the entrance of the restaurant with a broad smile, he opened the door for the lady and she went in first through the narrow door and Joe followed after. "Wow I love this place already!" she whispered into Joe's ear.Joe chuckled and they continued to stroll along the restaurant; observing the place.Joe instantly took note of the wooden floors; he seemed satisfied with the view as he nodded with every step. They finally found a cozy spot to sit at the far end corner of the large restaurant. "This is so cool Joe!" "Yeah it is!" "How did you find this place?... I guess it's one of those places you bring your other
It was time for school holidays, another term had come to an end. The kids finally get a break from school for the next few weeks. During this time they'd get the chance to stay at home till their hearts content and play all day long. But it was also a time when parents would have a lot more on their hands. Olivia took the kids to her mum's house to spend the holiday with her mum. It was the first time the children would leave*******It was a Sunday evening that day and the Johnsons have a tradition of having a special meal every Sunday— roast turkey, meatballs, spicy soups, drinks, slow classical music, elegance and a whole lot more for the evening.It was a day William enjoyed greatly.Today was also the day Joe decided to take Viola out on a romantic date. Viola thought to herself that she has never been happier in her life; Joe was definitely the man of her dreams— he always wanted to make her happy and she was absolutely pleased with her life now as it seemed like a fairytale; A
It had been a week since the Crimson Moon appeared in the sky. A week ago Grandpa died and the mansion had trapped the Johnsons indoors, the dark secret of the Johnson family had been exposed— Late Mrs Alberta's ghost wanted revenge on her husband whom she thought had killed her years ago, every fifty years since her death, she would come to haunt the mansion she was trapped in. This is why the house was never open to visitors; the secret had to be kept a secret from all who would come to acquire knowledge of the old house. They had to keep the Johnson legacy unblemished and every family member had been able to do so for many decades— although most of them had only believed the story of Alberta's ghost to be just a myth, some even laughed at the word ghost. Only the few persons who had seen Alberta's ghost in the dark house believed and some of them lost their sanity in the process. The ones who survived the attacks never wanted anything to do with the house.********It was July in
The Johnsons fell asleep in the living room, fear had made them unable to sleep in their rooms. Each one found a place in the room to sleep on. For sure it wouldn't be anything like the comfort and softness of their beds, but it was sure better than being alone in their rooms with thoughts of a ghost in the house. They woke up the next morning with pains all over their body. The kids were already up playing around in the large hall. The air felt different today, there was a good sense of feeling all around the house. It seemed like the fear was gone. The ones who woke up first, woke the others with a tap.Awwwww! They yawned with mouths wide open and bad breaths. "I'm soooo hungry!" Viola complained first. "Me too!" "Olivia, Viola, we have got to fix us some breakfast. We can't let this— ghost thing keep us from eating, let's go!" Amelia scolded the other women. "I guess you're right!” "Come on!"The three women stood and began to walk to the large hall; the others in the room
They were all seated in the living room that morning, they could see from the windows that the weather was dull and wet but there was a little ray of sunshine in the clouds. The night before was hell for the family, they had experienced something they'd never even dreamt about. They had lost a family member; and though he was old, he didn't die a peaceful death and this pained Amelia greatly, she had always wanted that for her Father. Well at least he got to live a peaceful life, and he saw his grandkids which he had come to love very much. William was so worried about how he would get his family out of this nightmare, at this time he wished he was hallucinating; unfortunately, he wasn't! This was as real as it could be and everyone knew it! "I can recall your father telling me about his past a few times, he had lovely memories that he was greatly fond of and whenever he told the stories, he always had a smile on his face. But there was just one story he would tell with all seriousn
Joe ran along a dark alley in the late hours of the night, he panted for breath and his whole body shook with fear, "Please don't hurt me! Please!!!" Joe woke up from a nightmare with a scream. His eyes opened up at once and his heart was beating a million times faster, he swallowed dryly. He looked around to confirm his surroundings, he realized he had been dreaming when he found himself lying on the hard brown floor and the scene was nothing like the one in his nightmare. The nightmare began to appear like flashes in his memory, he could remember being pursed by a strange creature that almost resembled a man, and the strange figure wanted to kill him! Joe shook his head and blinked his eyes over and over again to make him forget the nightmare, then he realized a difference in the passage. Alas! "Wake up everyone! Wake up!" Joe began to shake them slightly to wake them up. "Hey the doors are back, look!" He stood up at once and ran to the kids door. He waited and looked behind
"William, let's take her up to the room and lay her on the bed!" Amelia said with a panicky voice. "Yeah!" William responded with a sniff. He raised Olivia from the smooth floor and carried her in his arms. "She's still out cold!" Monica whispered. "Come on, come on kids! Let's get you upstairs to your rooms!" Grandpa guided the kids up the stairs.They followed behind William and Grandpa walked behind the kids. "There must be some way out of this!" Joe exclaimed with concern in his voice. "Hey! We'll get through this ok? All of us!" Viola encouraged her family and hugged Joe. "Why don't we go join them upstairs?" Uncle Millie suggested. "Yeah let's go!" They agreed.One by one, two by two they climbed up the stairs and soon the large hall was empty. They continued their journey through a long passage with dim lights, the passage led to each of their rooms— each room had a red door and Olivia's room was at the end of the passage. There were candelabras on both sides of the wal