Novels by Nigilia

Rain unlike anything they had ever witnessed (the cooking staff told me, they were a hub of exciting stories) came down from the heavens. The rain was heavy, so much so that it blew holes in many of the small huts on the palace grounds. In the beginning, children were still playing under the rain, but once it started getting heavier and even painful on the skin, leaving behind red marks, parents rushed their kids indoors and closed their doors. I was inside with Patenu, who I realised was afraid of rain. Her excuse was that she had never experienced rain, most times, all that would fall from the sky were little droplets, not enough to be classified as rain. What was happening outside and inside for some unlucky people was enough to send her to the farthest part behind the baskets of clothes shivering for dear life. I was looking o

Mother and father had left the room by the time I decided to open my eyes. The sun had shifted considerably which meant that I spent a long time in dreamworld but it was worth it. The only thing that did make me sad was the fact that I missed the ending of the tory and I doubted that father would want to continue. I was sure he was taking time out of his little breaks here and there to spend with me. I also knew that a lot of people were getting nosey and wanted to know what had happened to me in those years and what the future held for them. We couldn’t delay it even for spending time and obviously reconnecting as a family. Most people would not see it as a good reason to keeping them in the dark. There was a guard posted at my left once I opened the door. He nodded, went down on his right knee and put his left hand on his

Whenever it was time to get up, Arthy was always there shaking my body, tapping my leg or basically doing something irritating to jolt me up. Now in his place, is a cockerel who didn't stop making some noise since the sun broke through the horizon. I had just gotten up from bed when I heard someone calling my name. She even put the princess before it.'Princess Nuala, Princess Nuala… are you awake already?''yes, I am. You can come in now. What's your name?' the lady before me was beautiful. It was hard not to notice it. Her skin was the darkest I had ever seen, but one would have thought that because it was black, it would be horrible to look at but... I think it was because it was black that her skin shone the brightest. So gl

Whenever it was time to get up, Arthy was always there shaking my body, tapping my leg or basically doing something irritating to jolt me up. Now in his place, is a cockerel who didn't stop making some noise since the sun broke through the horizon. I had just gotten up from bed when I heard someone calling my name. She even put the princess before it.'Princess Nuala, Princess Nuala… are you awake already?''yes, I am. You can come in now. What's your name?' the lady before me was beautiful. It was hard not to notice it. Her skin was the darkest I had ever seen, but one would have thought that because it was black, it would be horrible to look at but... I think it was because it was black that her skin shone the brightest. So glossy and even

As she was placing the beads on my wrist, a few around my waist, some on my head and neck, my mother's eyes had gained some sparkle. She had finished putting beads on my body and began on my hair. She had brought a few more calabashes with weird looking colours, but who was I to complain.'You know, it is strange to think that your father is the leader of our tribe and he has only one wife and no consort. In other tribes, the leader can have more than one wife, especially if the wives only have daughters. But your father, stuck to only me. Even with the stillborn, the pregnancy scares. Even though giving you up for the world, your father has been a rock. I have mistreated him which I need to beg for his forgiveness but…' She didn't stop talking because she wanted too but instead because of the arrival of my father.

During our walk to the palace, my parents fussed over me so much that though it felt stifling, I just couldn't complain about it. These people hadn't seen their daughter for over sixteen years, so I was sure they were trying to pack all their love and affection as well as everything good into the first few minutes' alone'. Now I put alone in quotation marks because their guards were around us and the looks on their faces were so scary I made a point to avoid looking in their general head direction. Instead, I focused on the land and the people coming out of their huts.While I looked healthy and like what a human should, these people looked like a small wind from above would blow them away. They too just like the family had tears falling from their eyes, and a few of them tried to reach me before the guards shooed them away. I coul

Once we got home and shared the food amongst ourselves, I decided to tell my mother a little bit of what the woman had said to me. I wasn’t going to tell her about the bullying and things, she might find out but it’s definitely not going to be from my mouth.‘I just told her that I was feeling down because I wasn’t chosen as anyone’s dance partner during the party and how it hurt that I was being ignored. She wrote somethings down, gave me a sort of pep talk and basically said we should see eac

My mother had called me to her room the night before the party to give me her instructions. I wasn’t to dance with any boy, leave the hall without telling the teacher, drink something I didn’t know the whereabouts of and many more rules. By the time she was done, she then asked me for what I planned to wear tomorrow.‘I don’t know mommy. I’ll probably pick the first thing I see in my wardrobe.’ That was a lie. I had already picked the body con skirt that my friend bought me for my birthday and the off shoulder top I regularly wore under the blazer to church.

They broke up again and I had gotten a boyfriend. No, it wasn’t Olu, it was actually Ade and I’ll tell you how it happened. So the year nine students had finished all their important exams and had no reason to be in school. Those who actually came, were just there for their girlfriends or because their houses were boring.The school actually planned some activities for them but even students not involved, thought they were boring. And that was why sometimes, the lines reserved for year nine students would be empty on some days during assembly.

Now like I said before, church was always on sundays. We weren’t like those folks who would go to church everyday of the week but we never forgot about church on sundays. Even if mama wanted us to be going more frequently. And because she was a minister, we couldn’t just go for either of the two services, we had to be present for both.My church, The Living Rock, was never popular with the young adults. And by young adults, I meant people closer to my age bracket than my grandma’s. We never really had a new kid, always some new old couple or married couple just moving in. I couldn’t complain because when I tho

The year nine students had begun their first round of exams, the British one and because of that we couldn’t go downstairs for lunch or collect our snacks. The only good side about it was being served in containers and having our snacks brought to us in the middle of class. The bad thing, teachers would continue teaching even while we were meant to be having break.The people in management would find ways to come to our classes and remind us to pray and be well behaved. Our school was looking for opportunities to be accredited by the institute and they believed that our proper behaviour was tied to their success. Of c

I believe we are all aware of the phenomenon called 'everything that can go wrong will go wrong?' You don't know, shocked! I can't believe there'll be anyone on this planet earth who doesn't know that. I mean I live under a rock, media wise and I know it. Anyways, what it means is that if you think something can go wrong just because it can then there'll come a day when it would definitely go wrong and you'll be so surprised. That was Friday for us.I

The very next day, I met Kehinde again. Our school wasn't that big, we had less than a thousand students, maybe not up to five hundred so I wasn't surprised to see him that day. I did spend time thinking to myself that why haven't I ever met him, but all that mattered was seeing him. I had felt Olu was fine, I still think he is fine, but Kenny as I fondly called him in my head made the uniform look great on him. He didn't have the muscles that Zac Efron had while playing HSM, but he was tall, fit, and he had a killer smile. I had thought he would ignore me, but when our eyes met *cue butterflies’ moment* he smiled and walked to me. 'Hey, Vicky. Can I call you Vicky? Hope your parents weren't too angry with what happened to your clothes? My mother gave Taiwo abaraa (a hefty slap in Nigeria usually on the back) and sent him

Like I had stated in the beginning, it is not fair, life itself is not balanced. When reading those books about the new girl who steals the bad boy's heart, I had always rooted for her. There was just something about a new character who we had bonded with from the beginning, I mean the story is from her point of view that just made you want to support her through all the things she was going through. Especially when you account for the girl who was plotting and scheming ways to stop her from getting with the dude. Who wouldn't support her? I did, I watched high school musical for Heaven's sake and through it all I supported Gabriella because Sharpay looked like a tyrant. I felt that Gabriella was better for troy. It was great supporting the new female, the protagonist, when it is in a story or movie. Still, in real life, when th

It's not fair, it's not fair, it's not fair. You're probably wondering what has happened now? Why is she screaming out loud like a madwoman that it is not appropriate? It is simple because it is the truth, life is not fair. But it is incredibly unfair to me right now. We have all watched the movies, read the Wattpad books, watched the music videos about high school. You know the story which goes like this, 'hi, my name is (insert primary generic name like Amy here), I moved from (one town or state like that far away from where this story is set in, cue the eye roll) because my parents/parent just had to get a new job and uproot the whole family over here (now, isn't that sad?) I hate what they did (obviously you do, or we wouldn't have an intro