Michael Agwu
Bio
I'm a freelance writer based in Nigeria, passionate about capturing the essence of everyday life for the common and middle-class Nigerians.
Join me on this journey as we explore the rich tapestry of Nigerian life, one story at a time.
Stories (7/0)
The 1st
I have an impatient attitude towards girls and relationships. I tell me people, my life isn’t a soap opera so don’t expect me to wait till next week to say what’s on my mind, and I don’t expect the girl to wait for the right moment to let me know what was on hers. When I see a girl I find attractive I tell her like it is, and if she wasn’t interested in me, I move ahead before feelings got involved. After all, I wasn’t asking her to marry me so making a decision to date shouldn’t be that difficult or need her to consult friends.
By Michael Agwu11 months ago in Filthy
Of Climaxes and Clarity
They kissed. Long, deep and passionate. The kiss simply told them that they’d missed each other. His hands reached to cup her breast, squeezing it gently and his tongue drew out sweetness from her mouth. Her moan was soft, almost needy as she grabbed his arm.
By Michael Agwu11 months ago in Filthy
Chaff man
Once upon a time, for the University of Calabar, trouble dey sleep, yanga go wake am. Na inside this university, you go find plenty fine boys and fine girls wey just enter school with dreams for their eyes. Dem wan learn, dem wan succeed, but sometimes, life go take dem play draft.
By Michael Agwu11 months ago in Confessions
Honor amongst thieves??
Once upon a time in the bustling city of Lagos, three young adults—Tunde, Ada, and Emeka—found themselves entangled in a web of shattered dreams, addiction, money rituals, crime, bad choices, betrayal, and love. Their paths crossed in unexpected ways, leading them on a journey they never anticipated.
By Michael Agwu11 months ago in Confessions
Thighs fall apart
Michael was a little nervous. He’d waited three whole months to be with her. In their time apart, he’d grown attached to her, wanting to know how she was, what she was doing and how her twins fared. Every photo she used on her WhatsApp was saved and transferred to his other phone… The one his wife never touched. And he had over 20 photos of her and her twins. She fascinated him immensely. Everything about her made him happy. They had spoken several times and after every call, a sheepish grin left a mark on his face. He suspected that he might be in love with her but the logical part of him argued that it was not LOVE, it was LUST. He knew she felt the same way about him. She was very open about her feelings. When they had become friends, she had told him outright that she was attracted to him. He couldn’t tell if she meant it or was just teasing. She teased alot. It was one of the things that endeared him to her. They had remained friends; always talking about family, mutual friends, their spouses and their kids. He had a son… Barely a few months old. She had twin-toddlers; beautiful little cherubs that he’d fallen in love with when they’d first become friends.
By Michael Agwu11 months ago in Filthy
Science Stories
Soji, after eight years of dating a young lady named Amina, realizes that their relationship is plagued with unresolved conflicts. Despite their deep love for each other, they struggle to communicate effectively and find common ground when disagreements arise. Both Soji and Amina have tried their best to make things work, but it becomes clear that marriage isn't a viable option for them.
By Michael Agwu11 months ago in Confessions
