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Anexis Stories, London (2026)

03/09/2026

CHAPTER THREE — THE MAN WITH THE BIG HOUSE

In that same village lived a wealthy businessman named Chief Okoro.
He owned several farms, trucks, and shops.
He was respected by many people.
But he was also feared.
One afternoon, Chief Okoro visited Mama Nneka.
He stood outside her little house and looked around.
“Nneka.”
“Yes, Chief?”
“I heard you're struggling.”
Mama Nneka lowered her head.
“We're managing.”
He smiled.
“I can help you.”
She looked surprised.
“How?”
“I'll give you money.”
Her eyes brightened.
“But there's a condition.”
Her smile disappeared.
“What condition?”
“Give me your piece of land.”
Mama Nneka immediately shook her head.
“No.”
Chief Okoro frowned.
“Think carefully.”
“That land belonged to my husband.”
“And your husband is dead.”
Mama Nneka's face tightened.
“That land is all my son has.”
Chief Okoro laughed.
“Your son? What will land do for a poor boy?”
Mama Nneka stood firm.
“I will never sell it.”
Chief Okoro stared at her.
Then he walked away.
But before leaving, he turned around.
“You'll come looking for me when you're hungry.”
Mama Nneka said nothing.

Weeks passed.
Mama Nneka's illness became worse.
She could no longer walk to the market.
There was no food in the house.
One evening, Chinedu returned from school.
“Mama?”
Silence.
“Mama!”
He found her lying on the floor.
“Mama!”
He rushed to her.
She was unconscious.
Chinedu screamed for help.
Neighbors gathered.
Someone carried her to the village clinic.
The doctor examined her.
After several minutes, he came outside.
“How is she?”
Chinedu asked.
The doctor sighed.
“She needs treatment immediately.”
“How much?”
The doctor told him.
Chinedu froze.
It was more money than he had ever seen in his life.
He ran home.
He opened the small wooden box where his mother kept their savings.
There was almost nothing inside.
He cried.
Then he remembered Chief Okoro.
He ran to his house.
“Chief!”
The gatekeeper looked at him.
“What do you want?”
“I need money for my mother's treatment.”
Chief Okoro eventually came outside.
He looked at the boy.
“How much?”
Chinedu told him.
Chief Okoro nodded.
“I can give you the money.”
Chinedu's eyes filled with hope.
“Really?”
“Yes.”
Then he added:
“But your mother must sign the land over to me.”
Chinedu became silent.
He looked at Chief Okoro.
Then he whispered:
“My mother will never agree.”
Chief Okoro shrugged.
“Then your mother will die.”
Chinedu stood there trembling.
He had never hated anyone before.
But at that moment, he felt something inside him break.

To be continued......

02/09/2026

CHAPTER TWO — THE DREAM

The following morning, Chinedu woke up early.
He put on his school uniform.
But before leaving, he noticed something.
His mother was still sleeping.
“Mama?”
No answer.
He touched her forehead.
She was burning with fever.
“Mama!”
She slowly opened her eyes.
“Chinedu…”
“You're sick!”
“It's nothing.”
“You need to see a doctor.”
She smiled weakly.
“We don't have money for a doctor.”
Chinedu became silent.
Then he said:
“Then I will work.”
Mama Nneka immediately sat up.
“No.”
“I can work after school.”
“No!”
“But Mama—”
“I said no.”
She held his face.
“Your job is to study.”
“But you're sick.”
“And you are my only hope.”
Chinedu looked into her eyes.
Mama Nneka continued:
“Promise me something.”
“What?”
“Whatever happens to me, don't abandon your education.”
Chinedu's eyes filled with tears.
“I promise.”
She hugged him.
Neither of them knew that this promise would soon be tested.

To be continued...........

01/09/2026

❤️ THE LAST PLATE OF RICE

CHAPTER ONE

THE BOY WHO ALWAYS SAID “I’M NOT HUNGRY”
In a small village surrounded by tall palm trees and red dusty roads, there lived a widow named Mama Nneka and her twelve-year-old son, Chinedu.
Mama Nneka was poor.
Very poor.
Their little mud house had a roof that leaked whenever it rained. Their wooden door could barely close properly, and the only cooking pot they owned had been repaired so many times that Mama Nneka joked it had more patches than metal.
But despite their poverty, there was always one thing inside that house.
Love.
Mama Nneka loved Chinedu more than anything in the world.
Every morning, before the village rooster crowed for the second time, she would wake up, tie her faded wrapper around her waist, and walk several kilometers to the market.
She sold roasted corn and akara just to make enough money to feed her son and pay his school fees.
Chinedu was a brilliant boy.
His teachers always told Mama Nneka:
“Your son is different. If you can keep him in school, that boy will go far.”
And Mama Nneka always smiled.
But secretly, she worried.
Because sometimes, there wasn't enough food.
One evening, Mama Nneka returned home carrying a small bowl.
She placed it on the table.
“Chinedu!”
“Yes, Mama?”
“Come and eat.”
Chinedu looked at the bowl.
There were only two pieces of yam and a little stew.
He looked at his mother.
“Mama, have you eaten?”
She smiled.
“Yes.”
Chinedu knew she was lying.
“Mama…”
“I said I've eaten.”
He stared at her for a few seconds.
Then he smiled.
“Okay.”
He took one piece of yam and placed it in her hand.
“Mama, eat this.”
She shook her head.
“No, my son. I am full.”
“Then I'll wait.”
Mama Nneka sighed.
“Chinedu, eat.”
The boy lowered his head.
“Mama…”
“Yes?”
“I'm not hungry.”
She knew he was lying.
He knew she was lying.
And both of them pretended to believe each other.
That night, Chinedu went to bed hungry.
But he slept with a smile because he believed his mother had eaten.
What he didn't know was that Mama Nneka had not eaten anything that day.

To be continued.....

26/08/2026

Episode 2

Police arrived.
Daniel told them the man was an intruder.
Maya said nothing.
She couldn't.
She was terrified.
After the police left, Maya locked herself in the bedroom.
She pulled out the USB drive.
Her laptop opened the file.
There was only one video.
She clicked it.
Her father's face appeared on the screen.
Maya covered her mouth.
Her father looked frightened.
“If you're watching this, I'm probably dead.”
Maya began crying.
“I discovered that Victor Kane has been stealing money from government contracts. But I made one mistake.”
Her father looked behind him.
“I trusted someone close to me.”
The video paused.
Then continued.
“That person is…”
Static filled the screen.
Maya screamed.
The video returned.
Her father's final words were:
“Daniel knows everything.”
The screen went black.
Maya stared at it.
Daniel knew.
But why had he married her?
Was it revenge?
Was it guilt?
Or was there something even darker?

Maya confronted Daniel that night.
“Why did you marry me?”
Daniel looked at her.
“I loved you.”
“Don't lie!”
“I loved you before I knew who your father was.”
Maya stopped.
Daniel walked toward her.
“I met you when you were twenty-one. I didn't know your family. I didn't know your father was investigating Victor.”
“Then why did you keep the evidence?”
“Because I promised your father.”
Maya stared at him.
“What promise?”
Daniel's eyes filled with tears.
“He made me promise that if anything happened to him, I would protect you.”
Maya couldn't speak.
Daniel continued.
“I spent fifteen years protecting you.”
“Protecting me from what?”
Daniel looked at her.
“Victor.”
Maya shook her head.
“Then why didn't you tell me?”
“Because Victor has people everywhere.”
Daniel walked to the window.
“He knew your father's family. He knew your friends. He knew your workplace. He even knew when you left the house.”
Maya whispered:
“So you've been watching me?”
“To protect you.”
“That's not protection, Daniel. That's control.”
Daniel turned around.
Before he could answer, his phone rang.
He looked at the screen.
His face went pale.
“Who is it?” Maya asked.
Daniel didn't answer.
The phone rang again.
He finally picked up.
A voice spoke.
“You failed. She knows.”
Daniel's eyes closed.
Then the voice continued.
“Bring her to the old warehouse tomorrow night.”
Daniel whispered:
“And if I refuse?”
The caller laughed.
“Then Maya dies.”
The call ended.
Maya had heard every call

The next night, Daniel drove Maya to an abandoned warehouse.
Rain poured heavily.
Maya sat silently beside him.
She didn't know whether Daniel was taking her there to save her…
or to betray her.
They entered the warehouse.
Victor Kane was waiting.
Older now.
But still powerful.
He smiled when he saw Maya.
“Your father had the same eyes.”
Maya stepped forward.
“You killed him.”
Victor laughed.
“He made a mistake.”
“You murdered him.”
Victor looked at Daniel.
“Your husband knows the truth.”
Maya turned toward Daniel.
Victor smiled.
“Tell her.”
Daniel remained silent.
Victor continued.
“Your father wasn't killed because of money.”
Maya frowned.
“Then why?”
Victor walked closer.
“Because your father discovered that his own business partner was selling information to me.”
Maya looked at Daniel.
“Who?”
Victor smiled.
“Your uncle.”
Maya's eyes widened.
“My uncle?”
“Yes.”
Maya shook her head.
“No.”
Victor nodded.
“Your uncle betrayed your father.”
Daniel suddenly interrupted.
“That's enough.”
Victor pulled out a gun.
“Not yet.”
He pointed it at Maya.
“There's something else she needs to know.”
Maya stared at him.
Victor said:
“Your father didn't die fifteen years ago.”
Maya froze.
“What?”
Victor smiled.
“He survived the accident.”
Maya's knees nearly collapsed.
“What are you saying?”
Victor leaned closer.
“Your father was alive for three days after the accident.”
Maya looked at Daniel.
“Where was he?”
Victor answered:
“Here.”
He pointed toward the warehouse floor.
Maya covered her mouth.
“He was tortured here.”
Daniel looked away.
Victor continued.
“And the person who brought him here…”
He slowly turned toward Daniel.
“…was your husband.”
Maya stared at Daniel in horror.
“Daniel?”
Daniel's face crumbled.
“Maya…”
She stepped backward.
“You brought my father here?”
“I didn't know what Victor was going to do.”
“You brought him here!”
“I was twenty-three!”
“You knew!”
Daniel began crying.
“I was forced!”
Victor laughed.
“Don't pretend you're innocent.”
Then suddenly—
The warehouse lights went out.
Gunshots echoed through the darkness.
Daniel grabbed Maya.
“RUN!”

TO BE CONTINUED....

23/08/2026

THE LAST PHONE CALL......
EPISODE 1

The phone rang at exactly 2:13 a.m.
Maya opened her eyes.
She stared at the glowing screen beside her bed.
UNKNOWN NUMBER.
She ignored it.
The phone stopped.
Three seconds later, it rang again.
Maya sighed and answered.
“Hello?”
For several seconds, there was only silence.
Then a man's trembling voice whispered:
“Maya… don't trust your husband.”
Her heart stopped.
“What?”
The caller breathed heavily.
“I don't have much time. Listen carefully. Your husband isn't who you think he is.”
Maya sat upright.
“Who is this?”
The man whispered one final sentence.
“Ask Daniel what happened on the night your father died.”
The call ended.
Maya stared at the phone.
Her hands began to shake.
Because there was something nobody knew.
Her father hadn't died naturally.
He had been murdered.
And for fifteen years, Maya had believed the killer was dead.

Maya had been married to Daniel for six years.
To everyone around them, they were the perfect couple.
Daniel was successful, handsome, calm, and respected.
He owned a construction company and lived with Maya in a beautiful house on the outskirts of the city.
They had everything.
Except children.
For years, Maya had secretly worried that Daniel blamed her.
But he always told her:
“Baby, you're enough for me.”
That was why the phone call disturbed her so much.
Daniel had always been gentle with her.
Or at least, she thought he was.
The next morning, Maya watched him eat breakfast.
Daniel noticed her staring.
“Why are you looking at me like that?”
She smiled nervously.
“Nothing.”
He laughed.
“You're acting strange.”
Maya lowered her eyes.
Then she asked casually:
“Do you remember my father?”
Daniel's hand stopped.
Only for a second.
But Maya noticed.
“Of course I remember him,” he said.
“What do you remember about the night he died?”
Daniel looked at her.
His expression changed.
“Maya, why are you asking me that?”
“Just curious.”
Daniel slowly put down his spoon.
“Your father died fifteen years ago. Why are you suddenly talking about him?”
“I had a dream.”
Daniel stared at her.
Then he smiled.
“Forget about it.”
He stood up and walked away.
Maya watched him disappear into the hallway.
Her heart began pounding.
Because the stranger had been right.
Daniel was hiding something.

That evening, Daniel left the house for a business meeting.
Maya waited until his car disappeared.
Then she went upstairs.
She had no idea what she was looking for.
But something inside her told her to search.
She entered Daniel's study.
She opened drawers.
Nothing.
She checked documents.
Nothing.
Then she noticed something strange.
A painting hanging behind his desk.
It was slightly crooked.
Maya moved it.
Behind it was a small safe.
Her heart raced.
She tried Daniel's birthday.
Wrong.
Their wedding date.
Wrong.
Her birthday.
Wrong.
Then she remembered something.
Her father's birthday.
She entered the numbers.
CLICK.
The safe opened.
Inside was a black envelope.
Maya pulled it out.
Her fingers trembled.
She opened it.
Inside were photographs.
Her father.
Daniel.
And another man Maya recognized immediately.
Mr. Victor Kane.
The most powerful businessman in the city.
Maya stared at the photographs.
Why were Daniel and Victor together fifteen years ago?
Then she found a newspaper clipping.
The headline read:
BUSINESSMAN DIES IN MYSTERIOUS CAR ACCIDENT.
Her father's photograph was underneath.
Maya's breathing became shallow.
She turned the paper over.
Written in red ink were five words:
“THE ACCIDENT WAS PLANNED.”
Suddenly—
The front door slammed.
Maya froze.
Daniel was home.
She quickly returned everything to the safe.
But before closing it, she noticed one final item.
A small USB drive.
She grabbed it.
Then she heard footsteps approaching.
Maya ran out of the study.

To be continued.....

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