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OBlissPaul
Amara thought she knew her husband. For seven years, they prayed together every morning—until one day he stopped. As silence grows in their home, a message from a mysterious woman threatens to expose secrets that could destroy their marriage. Will prayer be enough to save what’s breaking?
Moyo olayiwola
Synopsis In the sleepless heart of Lagos, something ancient stirs beneath the third main land bridge. Ride share driver Femi is exhausted drowning in debt, pressure and the endless grinding in Lagos. One night at exactly 1:13 AM, traffic freezes unnaturally at the bridge midpoint, his radio turned on by itself, and a calm voice whispered from it a simple command, stop the car, and stepped outside. The driver around him obey, all walking towards the railing of the bridge with empty smiles, beneath the dark lagoon, something vast moves and unseen but felt, feeding on human despair concentrate by the bridge night grid lock. Femi narrowed escape the pull, saved by a mysterious woman who reveals the terrifying truth, the bridge isn't just a concrete and steel, it's the hunting, below the creature, harvest exhaustion, regret, surrender and bad emotions from thousand who crossed the bridge daily and once it mark it target it never forget and it uses desperate ways to get his prey. Now targeted by the entity, Femi must choose between fleeing the night road of Lagos or he should confront a force older than the city it self, before the whispered finally convinced him to let go everything he had known.
Skyfallgirll
“Fine Boy No Pimple… But Dead?” Adaora thought working the morgue at LUTH was boring—until she met a corpse that shouldn’t exist. Perfect skin, hypnotic eyes… and very much alive. One bite, thirty blood bags, and a Lagos night she’ll never forget. Love, danger, and secrets as old as the city itself collide in a story where death isn’t the end—and one wrong choice could cost everything.
Fure_ameniken
In the kingdom of Astraeon, prophecy is currency and divine favor is law. Twenty years ago, House Keraunos—blessed by Zeus himself—annihilated House Heliaris in a massacre fueled by jealousy and fear of an ancient prophecy. They believed every sun-blessed heir dead. They were wrong. Thera Solenne is a slave with fire in her veins and vengeance in her heart. When a chance encounter with a dying oracle reveals her true identity—last daughter of House Heliaris, descendant of Apollo—she learns of the prophecy that destroyed her family: “When the sun’s child rises, the throne of storms shall fall, and a new dawn will break over Astraeon.” The kingdom believes this prophecy heralds salvation. They are mistaken. Armed with charisma, ruthlessness, and an obsessive belief in her divine destiny, Thera escapes bondage and embarks on a treacherous journey to reclaim her birthright. She seeks allies among the desperate and the damned, manipulates gods who view mortals as pawns, and hunts for the god-killer—an ancient weapon hidden in the ruins of Pyratheon that can bend even immortals to her will. But the gods play their own games. Apollo offers cryptic guidance. Hera whispers promises of queenship. Artemis teaches her to hunt her enemies. Hecate reveals dark paths to power. Zeus sends storms to break her. Athena arms her foes with strategy. Ares delights in the bloodshed she causes. And Hades… Hades waits, patient as death itself, until the moment of her greatest betrayal. As Thera ascends from slave to revolutionary to queen, she discovers that prophecies are not salvation—they are traps. The throne she claims is built on the bones of innocents. The gods she manipulated exact terrible prices. And the tyrant she sought to destroy stares back at her from every mirror. In the game of gods and mortals, victory and damnation are the same thing.
Elizahberth
The wind chose her. The moon marked her. He loved her. And love… was the one thing the spirits forbade.
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?
DINMA OPARA
This is a mystery driven and yet romantic journey of a lady named Elara.... In a quest to satisfy her curiosity, she unfolds many secrets and falls deeply in love. Read to know more...
Weirdo 💙💙
Life is meant to be simple, planned and free and it was, until Him, A Creature I would never forget and he keeps calling me "Mine".
