Felix King
It started as a wish, then grew to a desire, transitioned to a dream, and finally actions were taken with opportunities aligned, blooming a very-so-beauitiful future. Ikemgba, now called Joseph built silent dreams on becoming a 'white-coat man', as his friend, Maduba termed Medical practitioners. And being the first born and son, an ancestral line that told that he was one of the last descendants of Okimmiri, knew that such a dream is impossible. Also considering, they were embedded with the healing power of bending blood to their will. With his father on death's bed, the boy subconsciously wished him gone. When the old man finally took his breath, kicking the bucket, the boy took to his heels leaving on a promise of periodic letter visit from him to his siblings. A missionary scholarship program in display, he took the grand opportunity and was discipled under Rev'd Felix Eddington. But as time ticked and ocean tide rose, home called, echoing at every corner of the earth. He could escape Ezenuka Village Community, but not the blood that runs in his veins. Left no choice, he answered, fulfilling a prophecy that stood after the beginning of time. A price was to be paid, blood was to be shed, how would Ikemgba keep his dreams afloat when the gods were calling?
MOMO.✨💚
She never planned to fall in love at least, not the way it happened. It started quietly, like a song she didn’t realize she’d been humming. He came into her life so unexpectedly, with laughter that made ordinary days feel special. They weren’t perfect far from it but somehow, it felt right. Their connection wasn’t loud; it was in the small things the long talks, the laughter, the teasing, the comfort of being understood without words.But love, as she learns, isn’t always about happy endings. Sometimes it’s about the lessons left behind. When distance, silence, and misunderstandings began to creep in, she found herself holding on to memories instead of moments. It hurt deeply, but it also made her stronger. This tells the story of a girl who gave her heart fully and learned that love isn’t measured by how long it lasts, but by how much it changes you. Through heartbreak and healing, she finds herself again softer, wiser, and still capable of love.By the end, she realizes something quietly powerful: maybe the person she was meant to love first was herself.
Sophia
Hunger...poverty... underdevelopment... Words that are always associated with Africa, have we ever wondered why that is the case? Why are we associated with such words when there's a lot more to us; our history and heritage, our cultures and our languages. We can't ignore the fact that we indeed have our own vices, but why should the vices be glorified when there are a plethora of beautiful things about us? "Don't you think you'll bore the class with this?" Chinaemerem asked as she turned the pages of my paper. "You think so?" I asked, "Yeah, I'm bored already and you're just midway your first page. No offense Ify, but could you make it more interesting?. Maybe add some personal experience to brighten it up. If you have no personal experience you can always ask someone around" Chinaemerem suggested "that's a brilliant idea, thank you so much Emerem. I think I'll do that instead" I won't bore you with a lecture on how we could be better as a people. I mean, if we could solve hunger and poverty it would not exist but nobody knows how to, not even the greatest minds. So why spend the little time we have glorifying our impediments, when we can revere our cultures and experiences? My name is Ifeanyichukwu Adeduni Agu, I am an igbo girl from Nigeria, a country in West Africa. And this is one of my experiences. "Now this is perfect, continue" she said sitting back.
Doc Cally
Mary-Cynthia Udemba, a resilient medical student and writer, navigates betrayal, pressure, and self-doubt while chasing a dream to transform healthcare in Africa. In a world that tries to silence her, she finds her voice through writing inspiring others to rise above their scars. Dreams of a Scarred Scribbler is a story of hope, purpose, and the power of resilience.
DINMA OPARA
In the quiet village of Umueze, where faith and tradition intertwine, Nkem Okeke is born into a deeply religious family whose devotion to God runs as thick as the red soil beneath their feet. But beneath their harmony lies a wound — the family’s longing for a son in a culture that measures legacy by lineage. From childhood, Nkem’s curiosity and courage set her apart. While her father preaches purity and restraint, she dreams of independence and purpose beyond the confines of tradition. When she earns admission to the University of Nigeria, Nsukka, Nkem steps into a new world — one that challenges her upbringing and forces her to redefine what faith, womanhood, and freedom truly mean. Her journey is one of strength tested by rejection, of conviction shaken by love, and of a daughter’s quest to reconcile faith with individuality. When her defiance leads to her father’s fury and eventual disownment, Nkem must walk an unbroken path of forgiveness, resilience, and redemption. Set against the lush backdrop of Igbo culture, The Unbroken Path is a moving tale of courage, self-discovery, and the power of staying true to one’s values in a world that demands conformity. It celebrates womanhood, questions rigid traditions, and reminds us that true faith is not in appearance — but in love, compassion, and purpose.
Dike
Deep inside the forests of Esie town in South-West Nigeria lies a sacred grove filled with hundreds of soapstone statuettes bearing unearthly features. This is their origin story – an account of how the stone sentinels of Esie came to be!
