Alexandra Iloeje
Bio
Just a voracious reader and writer with a passion for crafting stories and sharing knowledge. I strive to engage and inspire readers with meaningful content that resonates with them on a deep level. Horror and romance are my lovers.
Stories (3/0)
Scented Betrayal
I couldn't believe my luck. There she was, the girl from the bookstore opposite my house, standing just a few feet away from me. I had admired her from afar for so long, enchanted by her beauty and captivated by her infectious laughter. Every time I went to buy a book, she was there, a ray of sunshine standing with some books in her hands and chatting with her friends. But I had never mustered the courage to approach her, to engage in a meaningful conversation and get to know her better. Until today.
By Alexandra Iloeje11 months ago in Fiction
The Cinema
"OMG! I'm so excited for the movie tonight," squealed Sophia happily as she flung her arms around Ivan. Sophia was just a typical teenager whose beauty was admired by many. She'd been dating Ivan for three years and got engaged to him a month ago. Her mahogany hair flowed in waves to adorn her glowing porcelain-like skin and her eyes were like that of the blue sea, so calm and emotionless. She was indeed the picture of perfection.
By Alexandra Iloejeabout a year ago in Horror
A Writer’s Life
Here I am, pacing around the room like a maniac. Nothing was coming in. Nothing! A wall had etched its way into my brain. I was trapped! Just when I think I've seen a light of inspiration, it dies down and never returns. The darkness has been my companion, my very best friend. I ruffle my hair and stare at my laptop with a blank expression, arms crossed and brows knitted in frustration. Anger boils within me as a millionth heavy sigh escapes my lips. I stretch and walk around the house to know if anything will inspire me. Yet, my brain is blank. I feel nothing. Except for the wall stopping me from escaping. I retire to my room again and hit my leg on the bed in anger, but I don't feel the pain. The DARKNESS is the pain. I'm restless and wish someone will come to rescue me.
By Alexandra Iloejeabout a year ago in Fiction
