Tous les chapitres de The Interception : Chapitre 1 - Chapitre 10

Time can bear me witness of how long it took to create even the first piece of this story. The task was arduous no doubt and in truth, I'm still yet to be released from the pathway of this particular book. Dear readers, it's of my greatest interest to solicit your patience as this certain tale seems to be a mules incarnate in the aspect of obstinacy. Nothing co

JACOB...

The party was over, Bankole and Osaze had left long ago and as for the mystery girl, she had gone missing, coming across like she had disappeared off the face of the earth or that she was never even here in the first place. I needed to will myself to forget about her because it was certain that I wouldn't be seeing her again, maybe even till the dawn of forever. The lights in the parking lot had floodlit the space, bleaching out the darkness which it had been environned by initially. When I had ascended my Nissan Jeep, I was filled with anticipation of what actually awaited me at home and so, without delay, I got ready to leave quickly.The parking lot was vacated on coming in and an insignificant number of cars could be seen scantily dispersed around. Eventually, it had resulted in a coincidental mishap because once I started to reverse, I hadn't looked back initially.It was no doubt an impulsive judgement on my part and now, a girl had ap

Run!The thought flowed through my mind as I crossed the popular mall that was the largest of its kind in Africa, Shoprite.Run!

 Judderings from a conscious mind, arising from the sudden collision of two surfaces. The outcomes caused by the impact became a rude awakening from ennui and inactivity. Like a child denied its milk for ages, Shade took what she wanted and in momentary weakness, I reciprocated. Cormac McCarthy had been right, truly you only remember what you needed to forget. Feral instincts had me taking the reins and in turn, I backed her against the wall, hungrily claiming and reminding myself what used to be.    She gasped when her back met the surface behind and with that opening, I mashed my lips against hers once more, letting our tongues wrestle together in that timeless moment. Her scent, her taste, everything about her always filled me with carnal desire but fortunately, I still had not forgotten what I needed to remember.  My forehead found hers upon severing our union. The heat could not be easily erased and our entwined

We had just landed at the Sultan Abubakar III international airport an hour ago and now, we were on our way to Dankani Guest Palace in Minanata, an elite area in Sokoto.The Caliphates city and also, the second hottest location in the whole of Nigeria. I had never imagined that I would be visiting the North-Western state in a lifetime but now the Daran's had warranted that and despite all, it was almost impossible not to have heard a fair share about the place.The Daran Empire had branches in six of the North Eastern states and maybe I had just on the whole thought that at least one of them would hold their residence and not a different cardinal all together. Bankole and Osaze had tagged along and it was irrefutable because they had continuously insisted that their presence was essential, owing to the fact that the visit was something significant. In all, the view of the city was spectacular but at th

Dankani Resort was truly a delightful sight. The inside was impressive and posh with contemporary designs and textures. It had unique leisure activities like a spa section, an elegant bar and a large swimming pool.On the outside, it held a wildlife reserve, a large parking lot and a central business district for auxiliary services.

Would I call it fear? Was I scared of everything? Truthfully I was. I spent six years of my life trying to forget my past and start a new but why must it always lurk and hunt me down at every corner.I hadn't replied to his words as he smirked, feeling as though he had cornered me but he was a little too late.

The depth of the swimming pool was about four to five feet and it was perfect for someone who didn't know how to swim to have an accident but I wondered who?"I need to talk to you," I declared as I stood in front of the chair they both sat on and when they were finally out of their bubble, they realized it was me standing before them.

It was here, the long awaited dinner was finally in two hours. My fate would be sealed on that dinner table and tonight I would meet the woman I was going to marry."Red or blue tie?" I asked Bankole as he scanned through a magazine while sitting on the couch of my own hotel suite."10 ways to keep the flame rising even after marriage," he read out, deeming my question irrelevant. "You know I should read this," he voiced again and I extended my hands to the side a little in disbelief, there were more pressing issues than a magazine catalogue."Dude, were you even paying attention to what I said?" I asked and his head was still bent, absorbed in the words in front of his eyes for a few seconds before he realized I said something this time."What?""The Tie," I replied, holding the two colours up for him to pick."Wait a minute, Jacob. You're going to the den of an auste