Abeg souloho19 where u dey? Pls come and update biko,e joor

pls come and update

At last, I landed at the last page,
Nice story OP..


Now let me join the queue. ..
Waiting for update from Souloho

please would complete this update tomorrow...thanks for your comments..thanks for reading..Jah bless.


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Osi knew he was too late when he heard Amara scream once more. This time it wasn't a frightened scream but rather it sounded full of pain.

Finally he bursted into the clearing: The grave site and a part of his brain realized he had been here before. When he got lost...the very first time he had spoken to Amara.

Now Amara was on the floor and pastor Bartholomew was on top of her. He had parted her thighs and was currently taking off his boxers completely.
When Amara screamed he gave her a backhand slap. The sound was deafening and Osi went mad with rage.
He rushed at Batholomew. The pastor was so involved in what he was doing that he didn't notice Osi at first. When he finally noticed him, Osi was already few steps away. He leapt on Batholomew sending the man on the ground. Both men rolled in the dark but Osi came out on top. He had never fought in his life. Even in his school days, before he became a born again christian he knew himself..he wasn't a fighter so he always made a conscious effort to stay out of trouble. But right this moment he did not care, he had his fist and he was going to use it.
The first punch he landed caught the pastor on the mouth. He felt the teeth Pierce his knuckles and Peel the skin but he didn't feel any pain. He hit him again...and again...and again...yelling furiously as he did so.
"What did you do to her...you hurt her!!"

Pastor Bartholomew was on the floor with Osi on top.
After the first few punches..he almost lost consciousness he was angry..he was naturally filled with rage, but the rage emitting from the other pastor really surpassed his own.
The fist landed on his right eye..blinding him for a few seconds. He could only see darkness and heard only a faint ringing sound.
The devil knew he needed to kill this bastard obstacle.
With a surprising show of strength he lifted his lower body, from his waist down. Rising slowly and lifting Osi in the process.
He managed to free his right hand and grabbed Osi by the collar.
He pulled and heaved and used his legs to add force. He succeeded in tumbling the pastor over his head.

Osi didn't know how it happened. One moment he was on top, the next moment he was on the ground staring at the sky.
Then pastor Batholomew sat astride him and Osi saw the blade, but his mind didn't really process it...so many thoughts were running round his head. It felt like a dream...the whole night felt unreal..
But then the knife landed on his chest and the pain was very real. Pastor Batholomew had stabbed him, burying the knife in the chest.

Bartholomew had meant to go for the heart but in his haste he struck Osi from his own left meaning he got him on the right.
He saw Osi gasp in pain and smiled devilishly.
He removed the knife again with the intention to bury it in his heart.
"You should have left when you had the chance...now its goodbye, you won't be an obstacle anymore"

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It took some seconds before Amara noticed that Batholomew was no longer on top of her. She had shut herself up...going deep inside her mind...to a kind of safe room she wouldn't feel any pain. Even if her body was abused, she was not going to be in tune with it...she was going to be detached from the pain. And she was not going to beg.

When she noticed the absence of Batholomew's weight, she opened her eyes and turned as she hurried to her feet.
She experienced a foreign pain in between her thighs as she stood up.

She gave a with of relief when she saw Osi shouting and hitting Batholomew.
He had come for her. He came to rescue her.. Her heart swelled with love and she suddenly felt like bursting into tears.
But then the tables were turned and then somehow Batholomew was on top.
She saw pastor Batholomew raise his hand over his head and she caught the glint of the metal and she panicked.
She looked around and hurried to a broken branch on the floor.
As she picked it up she saw him bring the blade down and she screamed.
She attacked the pastor...running as she saw him lift the blade a second time.
She reached him before he could stab Osi again and with all her might she smacked him on the back of his head with the branch.

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Osi waited for death..a strange feeling it was as he waited for the second impact of the blade. But instead Bartholomew fell on his side and the blade fell beside him. Osi was aware of a kind of pressure on his chest..it left him with a kind of feeling and he knew it was as a result of the blood that was gushing out of his chest.

Then Amara was kneeling over him and she was weeping "oh...Osi...Osi...look at me...don't close your eyes"
But his eyes were heavy. He tried to tell her he was fine. He wanted to ask after her. He desperately hoped she hadn't been hurt. But when he tried to speak, the pain was unbearable and he shut his eyes.
He heard Dé Nwachukwu's voice as the old man finally caught up.
"Are you okay...Amara baby...my God..what's happening?!"

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"Amara

God will not forgive me if I read up to this point and not drop a comment... This is storytelling at its best.

Mr Soul, great story. Am curious though, I want more and also its burning at the back of my mind, you can even smell the aroma of curiosity : Do you read Edgar Wallace's novels?

One of my best mystery writers, and you are almost as perfect as him nice work bro. White Hats off.

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how did the branch get there? Hmmm? Suspense though.

I kept on refreshing this page in anticipation of an update, thank God i wasn't disappointed. @souloho, ''d like to write like you when i grow up. Weldone

great job bro now kip to ur promise nd update 2mao ooooooo

Mehn. I've missed ooo

This is ghen ghen. I almost got carried away.


By the way Happy BornDay Boss. Sorry its coming late. Na data money no gree show on time

This story is amazing, and OP is overkilling it. Well done sir!

WAWU!!!

OP! If i say you are too good, aswear its an understatement. This story is so interesting........ i can vex dash u my virginity for giving us such a wonderful story More grace dear

Wow!

Wow again

Oga Soul, don't let Osi to die if you don't want what happened in 1917 to happen in 2017 o.

As for the devil, he too must not die yet o, all this stones were not transported from Mecca for nothing o. the devil must be stone in the marketsquire.

Huh, are u really gonna do that?? Well am his manager so u wanna c him u av to come thru me

Neenie:
OP! If i say you are too good, aswear its an understatement. This story is so interesting........ i can vex dash u my virginity for giving us such a wonderful story More grace dear

The devil is in trouble

When they say novels are better than movies,this is it. Nevertheless, try and connect with producers and put ur works in motion for d benefit of those that don't read. Great job,and thanks for d timely updates!

God! I'm here for an interview and all I can do to ease my tension is read ur update and it worked!!!!! like magic suspense replaced anxiety I don't even care how good and how many we are, here anymore. thanks a million.

If I didn't comment, then I'm an ungrateful being. You held me spellbound. I'm just speechless.

This is the best story I've read this year. The sky is your starting point sir.


Bravo!!!!!!

This is truly a masterpiece
Nice one brother

Konji na bad guy..i reserve my comment

Beautiful

Oga Soul, nice work, you are always on.poibt, more wisdom and knowledge. thanks

I must commend your proliferation from delayed diagnosis to this awesome piece of literary artwork........bliv me you should b proud of yourself.......and as a critique v been watching for errors both grammatical and contextual and save for a few points where you substituted Virgil for vigil which could as well be a typographical error d writing is sound .... m impressed really

Creeza:
God will not forgive me if I read up to this point and not drop a comment... This is storytelling at its best.

Mr Soul, great story. Am curious though, I want more and also its burning at the back of my mind, you can even smell the aroma of curiosity : Do you read Edgar Wallace's novels?

One of my best mystery writers, and you are almost as perfect as him nice work bro. White Hats off.

¤¤¤

how did the branch get there? Hmmm? Suspense though.

It's possible there were trees around and the branch fell na

Creeza:
God will not forgive me if I read up to this point and not drop a comment... This is storytelling at its best.

Mr Soul, great story. Am curious though, I want more and also its burning at the back of my mind, you can even smell the aroma of curiosity : Do you read Edgar Wallace's novels?

One of my best mystery writers, and you are almost as perfect as him nice work bro. White Hats off.

¤¤¤

how did the branch get there? Hmmm? Suspense though.

If u can't find a branch on d ground in the wood, where else will u?

Thank you, ose, daalu, nagode, gracias...... For the update. Appreciate.

Nice job, finally the devil is in trouble

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tillaman:
Huh, are u really gonna do that?? Well am his manager so u wanna c him u av to come thru me

lol, okay

Neenie:
lol, okay

Sup Neenie

ToyinDipo:

Sup Neenie

I'm cool