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Amos
After years of being in love with her best friend, Amara thought her heart was safe. But when she discovers his hidden betrayal, her world shatters. Determined to rebuild her life, she finds strength in unexpected places—and maybe, love where she least expects it. Whispers of a Broken Heart is a tale of pain, growth, and the courage to love again after losing everything.
Excel
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Gushy
The Weight of Tomorrow (Adaobi’s Sky) is a poignant tale woven with the warmth of African culture, the wisdom of Igbo proverbs, and the bittersweet melody of hope. It explores the mystery of life’s timing — how dreams, though delayed, are never denied — and how even in the darkest nights, the African sky still carries the promise of dawn.
Anessa
Seventeen-year-old Amara and Jayden have been best friends forever, sharing secrets, laughter, and dreams of the future. But as senior year unfolds, their easy friendship starts to shift. New feelings, misunderstandings, and the arrival of Ethan, a charming classmate, force Amara and Jayden to confront emotions they’ve long ignored. Torn between loyalty, desire, and growing attraction, they each make mistakes that threaten their bond. Will Amara and Jayden finally see what’s been in front of them all along — or will the end of the school year come before they can take the leap?
TeeNami
Welcome to the most chaotic office in town, where every meeting ends in laughter and no one remembers what the agenda was. Deadlines, drama, and one unforgettable team it’s nine to five, but you’ll be laughing till midnight.
Malvinofph studios❤️
Synopsis: When fame clashes with feelings, two young souls find themselves trapped between love and the limelight. Hearts Over Headlines follows a rising journalist and a powerful public figure whose secret relationship becomes the story the world can’t stop talking about. Torn between protecting their hearts and facing public scrutiny, they must decide if love is worth more than reputation — or if the truth will tear them apart.
Ebubechukwu
This story celebrates the beauty, strength, and spirit of the Igbo people — one of Nigeria’s most vibrant tribes. From our colourful attire and rich traditions to our music, food, and unbreakable hustling spirit, “I Am Igbo — My Tribe, My Pride” is a heartfelt reflection of identity, heritage, and love for one’s roots. It’s a reminder that culture is not just who we are, but the soul that keeps us connected to where we come from.
lone bae
Sin..... Lust..... God....... I closed my eyes as I saw her fragile body, her smooth skin, her plum lips, my dick stood ready to devour but my heart said otherwise. I've never resisted a girl before who is she really?
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MargaretRuchi
Stacy is a wife to Anthonio, a successful but controlling businessman and too demanding husband. Stacy has no declared income and lives under the constant threat of his husband. She tolerates insults and endures a lot just to keep her home. Her opinions are easily dismissed. Her husband's words are final even when she disagrees. Stacy struggles with navigating the freelance world and the role of being a perfect wife.She has applied to thousands of jobs but never got feedback. She constantly faces imposter syndrome, loss of self-worth, frustration, dismissal of opinion, being forced to agree to things that hurt her pride. Despite the constant restraints and obstacles, she refuses to give up. She silently fights to protect her financial independence from her husband.
MoMo.✨💚
She never planned to fall in love at least, not the way it happened. It started quietly, like a song she didn’t realize she’d been humming. He came into her life so unexpectedly, with laughter that made ordinary days feel special. They weren’t perfect far from it but somehow, it felt right. Their connection wasn’t loud,it was in the small things the long talks, the laughter, the teasing, the comfort of being understood without words.But love, as she learns, isn’t always about happy endings. Sometimes it’s about the lessons left behind. When distance, silence, and misunderstandings began to creep in, she found herself holding on to memories instead of moments. It hurt deeply, but it also made her stronger.Something About Love tells the story of a girl who gave her heart fully and learned that love isn’t measured by how long it lasts, but by how much it changes you. Through heartbreak and healing, she finds herself again softer, wiser, and still capable of love.By the end, she realizes something quietly powerful: maybe the person she was meant to love first was herself.
Felix King
It started as a wish, then grew to a desire, transitioned to a dream, and finally actions were taken with opportunities aligned, blooming a very-so-beauitiful future. Ikemgba, now called Joseph built silent dreams on becoming a 'white-coat man', as his friend, Maduba termed Medical practitioners. And being the first born and son, an ancestral line that told that he was one of the last descendants of Okimmiri, knew that such a dream is impossible. Also considering, they were embedded with the healing power of bending blood to their will. With his father on death's bed, the boy subconsciously wished him gone. When the old man finally took his breath, kicking the bucket, the boy took to his heels leaving on a promise of periodic letter visit from him to his siblings. A missionary scholarship program in display, he took the grand opportunity and was discipled under Rev'd Felix Eddington. But as time ticked and ocean tide rose, home called, echoing at every corner of the earth. He could escape Ezenuka Village Community, but not the blood that runs in his veins. Left no choice, he answered, fulfilling a prophecy that stood after the beginning of time. A price was to be paid, blood was to be shed, how would Ikemgba keep his dreams afloat when the gods were calling?
Sophia
Hunger...poverty... underdevelopment... Words that are always associated with Africa, have we ever wondered why that is the case? Why are we associated with such words when there's a lot more to us; our history and heritage, our cultures and our languages. We can't ignore the fact that we indeed have our own vices, but why should the vices be glorified when there are a plethora of beautiful things about us? "Don't you think you'll bore the class with this?" Chinaemerem asked as she turned the pages of my paper. "You think so?" I asked, "Yeah, I'm bored already and you're just midway your first page. No offense Ify, but could you make it more interesting?. Maybe add some personal experience to brighten it up. If you have no personal experience you can always ask someone around" Chinaemerem suggested "that's a brilliant idea, thank you so much Emerem. I think I'll do that instead" I won't bore you with a lecture on how we could be better as a people. I mean, if we could solve hunger and poverty it would not exist but nobody knows how to, not even the greatest minds. So why spend the little time we have glorifying our impediments, when we can revere our cultures and experiences? My name is Ifeanyichukwu Adeduni Agu, I am an igbo girl from Nigeria, a country in West Africa. And this is one of my experiences. "Now this is perfect, continue" she said sitting back.
