Christmas is in the air!  Hello NIB family. As you all know, we usually run exciting Christmas stories, documentaries and articles from the first week of December every year. You can check out our Seasons greetings label for all the Christmas selection. The good news is; this year we will be celebrating Christmas in a special way! Oh Yes! So, don't forget to get into the Christmas spirit with us this year and we promise to make it worth your time ❤️💕 ******************************************* The  Advent Season Reflection For an in-depth reflection on the Advent season,  Read More

“Decisions are the frequent fabric of our daily design.”  — Don Yaeger ___________________________________ Alex took in the Chairman’s numerous security guards exchanging pleasantries with some men in matching ominous looking uniforms designed with slight hints of red. He squinted at them. His spry brain sized them up and tried to figure out who they were and who amongst them had called out his name. His hand slowly moved to the gun in his jacket when suddenly recognition dawned on him. 

Don't judge each day by the harvest you reap but by the seeds that you plant  - Robert Louis Stevenson ______________________________ "Oga Maurice, how your missus nah...yes she is okay...no! I'm outside, I can't call your name when I'm with her, come on... I'm a graduate oh, I no be block head like you..."  Stanley smirked as his friend yelled curses at him over the phone. He had met Maurice during his days inside the dungeon. He had saved him from the gang issues down there, he owed the man his life.

" Love has nothing to do with what you are expecting to get–only with what you are expecting to give–which is everything." –Katharine Hepburn It was 22:30. Alex glared down at the phone vibrating in his grasp and sighed. He was not in the mood for Tricia and her episodes but he knew she had set his number on redial mode and would not quit bothering his line and delaying other calls from getting to him unless he answered her. “Tricia.” He said calmly the moment he answered the call. “Alex! Finally you decided to add your fiancée to your busy schedule. Should I thank you for your benevolence?”  Her signature television personality voice sailed through the clear line and attempted to make him feel guilty for ignoring her calls all day. It was actually intentional and he had no regrets for being angry at her for refusing to accompany him back home. He needed her with him but of course; her job at the broadcasting house was more important. She chose her millions of fans and follow...

Do the little things. In the future when you look back, they'd have made the greatest change.           Nike Thaddeus __________________________________   Damn! She was indeed beautiful. He had thought her social media pictures were photo-shopped but she had proven him wrong. Despite the tears and traumatic events of the night she still looked stunning, but far from the happy girl he enjoyed starring at her pictures every night ever since he got her details for the job and started trailing her on social media.  Too bad some higher powers needed her to be delivered, Stanley thought with a slight pang of pity. He dropped her arm and tried to focus on retying her with the rope they had stashed in the room.

The best and most beautiful things in the world cannot be seen or even touched - they must be felt with the heart. Helen Keller _________________________ He rushed over and pulled off the bag only to see her gasping for air. Her pupils were flipping in a strange way so he pulled off the cloth covering her mouth and stepped back confused. She can’t die. She has to be delivered alive! “Breathe! Please breathe!”  He nearly yelled as he rushed back to her side. hurriedly cut the ropes securing her upper body to the chair and pressed her forward so her head was touching her knees; a technique he had learned many years ago. He hoped i t would work on the gasping girl.

This story is dedicated to families who have lost loved ones and anyone who has been a victim of or experienced the horrors of the various violent gangs plaguing our society. May God console and give you His peace even as we continue praying and striving for a better #Nigeria Nikky . ______________________________ DONT GET CONFUSED, JUST CLICK HERE TO CATCH UP ON ALEX'S PART OF THE STORY... DONE? NOW CONTINUE ****************************** “Lex, there’s trouble”. Alex turned in time to see Tony headed towards him. He was sweating as if he had run all the way. When they arrived Tony had offered to go in search of Dapper with the community's vigilante group.  Alex could not understand why he wanted to involve them when Dapper was probably at home already. But Tony had insisted and he had let him have his way. His focus was on teaching Brad a dire lesson so he was confused to see Tony panting and agitated. "Guy, what happened to you? Why are you panting and sweating in this...

“Many of life’s failures are people who did not realize how close they were to success when they gave up.” – Thomas A. Edison _____________________ “The moment you do the delivery, ditch the ride and come home. We'll go to the bank in the morning.”   The older of the two men whispered as he dusted off his trouser.   “Remind me again. Why must I be the one to deliver this package?” The fair young man with neatly trimmed afro hairstyle asked  while keeping an eye on the girl tied to a chair across from them in the nearly empty and dusty room. A single bulb carelessly painted red to reduce its brightness swung and danced loosely from the low roof casting eerie shadows on the damp walls as the night breeze seeping into the room from the broken ceiling boards fanned at it .   “Ahn Ahn! We can’t start this again. I thought we have settled that issue already. My missus, n tantaofiong mmi," he smiled briefly and continued; "she  might go into labor anytime...” ...

"You only live once, but if you do it right, once is enough.”  — Mae West ---------------- Okay, here we go with the season 2!!! I need ogene sound for this lol!! Hello guys, sadly I wont be doing so much description of scenes (lets leave that for the book) and updates will be "mighty" slow, yeah. Half bread is better than ... Anyway enjoy them as they come. Welcome to all the new comers and to the stable fans, thank you for your patience. And and and...lol! No swear words, yep, so add whatever comes to your mind wherever you see HECK... okay lets start.

NB: there is a scene of violence against a woman towards the end but don't worry, nobody was harmed. Kindly skip if you will be emotionally affected.  ********* “ Never let the fear of striking out keep you from playing the game.” –  Babe Ruth FLASHBACK “Dad please, don’t start with that, I will be back before you know it. Besides, Alex said that he would assist with my redeployment after the camp.” I rolled my eyes as the words escaped my lips, suddenly wishing camp could be extended. I was dressed and ready to embark on my trip to the neighboring state where, all thanks to my meddling brother, I was posted for the compulsory national youth service. Growing up with a brother like him was a cross too heavy for my tender shoulders. It was like having a steady, overbearing bodyguard entrusted on you without your consent and our parents would always wave off my complaints.  As we got older, he became less overbearing but more protective. I had thought having a career or ...

“We count our miseries carefully, and accept our blessings without much thought.”  Chinese Proverb _____________ I cut the call on him and walked back to the house. At the door I stopped to take calming breathes because I didn’t want to get my mother more upset. She was saying her rosary when I walked in so I headed for the study; my dad's former home office and the hidden vault he had shown me before he passed on.  Maneuvering the books to the side I keyed in the codes known only to me and pulled out the gun I had concealed in it; t here was no way I was going out naked.   The vault was where dad kept extra cash and private items which were sold or pawned at some point during his ailment. Since I took over the study, it had become a safe place for my toys. I knew my Mom would be displeased if she found any weapon inside the house so I always kept them in the vault whenever I came visiting and of course there was another reason: Dapper...the girl had a skill of discoverin...

We are each of us angels with only one wing and we can only fly by embracing one another.  - Luciano De Crescenzo _____________________ I noticed the kids playing around stopped laughing when they saw me headed in that direction and a man standing way off continued staring at me as if I was insane but I ignored them and took the turn into the dreaded route. I remember it was a moonless night and the route was darker than I had anticipated. Refusing to be bothered by the stillness that clung to the air and eerie shadows of the giant grasses swaying to the gentle breeze, I pulled out my phone from my denim pocket and turned on the flashlight, its narrow beam cutting through the shadows just enough to reveal the fading footpath. Memories of my brother and I running home from school along that path filled my mind with nostalgia.  Alex and I had great moments as kids. He was my only brother, best friend and bodyguard. It was hard to watch him leave for the city when he had to take ...