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I had a good read Odeluwa🔥🌹
by Queenet Ani
Sophia was supposed to be on a flight back to Lagos, but fate had other plans for her. Her NYSC posting letter sends her to Neku, a village so obscure that even her platoon officer has never heard of it. Yet when she finally arrives, tucked between rolling green hills beneath a purple-orange sky, the people are waiting for her. They are almost too happy to see her, claiming she was the first Corper they ever received. Neku is beautiful, but fear lives there. Beyond its hills, neighbouring villages are being emptied one after another by armed invaders. Homes have burned, farms have been abandoned, and families sleep with bags packed beside their beds. Death tolls was too much yet the media publicise it falsely. And somehow, Sophia's arrival has given the people of Neku hope. It begins with a priest touching the strange birthmark on her wrist and whispering a name she has never heard before. ODELUWA. From since that encounter, strange things started happening to her, haunting her. And despite her dead mother warnings to leave the village, she couldn't. And while the horrors of Neku persisted, she met the man whom she'll fall in love with, but was destined to destroy her. With him, she dug deeper Sophia digs into Neku's past, discovered lies she's been told. And one day, when the armed men have come to spill blood on the land, Sophia would suffer the worst just to liberate the people of Neku. But the most emotional part is the part where Odeluwa leaves.
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by Queenet Ani
Sophia was supposed to be on a flight back to Lagos, but fate had other plans for her. Her NYSC posting letter sends her to Neku, a village so obscure that even her platoon officer has never heard of it. Yet when she finally arrives, tucked between rolling green hills beneath a purple-orange sky, the people are waiting for her. They are almost too happy to see her, claiming she was the first Corper they ever received. Neku is beautiful, but fear lives there. Beyond its hills, neighbouring villages are being emptied one after another by armed invaders. Homes have burned, farms have been abandoned, and families sleep with bags packed beside their beds. Death tolls was too much yet the media publicise it falsely. And somehow, Sophia's arrival has given the people of Neku hope. It begins with a priest touching the strange birthmark on her wrist and whispering a name she has never heard before. ODELUWA. From since that encounter, strange things started happening to her, haunting her. And despite her dead mother warnings to leave the village, she couldn't. And while the horrors of Neku persisted, she met the man whom she'll fall in love with, but was destined to destroy her. With him, she dug deeper Sophia digs into Neku's past, discovered lies she's been told. And one day, when the armed men have come to spill blood on the land, Sophia would suffer the worst just to liberate the people of Neku. But the most emotional part is the part where Odeluwa leaves.
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by Roseline
Chief Emmanuel “Manni” Nimley has everything including wealth, power, and the admiration of an entire nation. But when his children begin suffering terrifying supernatural attacks whenever they pursue success, a decades-old secret rises from the depths of the Kru coast. Long ago, Manni traded the destinies of his unborn children for unimaginable riches. Now, the ancient covenant has returned to collect. To save the family he loves, he must sacrifice the one thing money can never buy back his legacy. The Price of Gold is a gripping African supernatural thriller of ambition, betrayal, redemption, and the devastating cost of choosing wealth over blood. Some fortunes make kings. Others demand a price no family should ever have to pay.
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by Ifeoma Goodness Fidelix
Ngozi spent her twenties praying for the right man. When Odinaka came into her life in her early thirties, she believed God had finally answered her. He was everything she had asked for — attentive, kind, and loving. But the man she married behind closed doors was not the man the world saw. What followed were four years of silence, pain, and survival. Four years of walking on eggshells in her own home, cut off from everyone she loved, with no voice and no way out. Flagged is the story of what happens when a woman disappears inside her own marriage — and what it takes to bring her back.
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by Oselumehse Beckley
"Why don't you tell your children what you were doing when you travelled to Bayelsa for business" Nma shouted as she dropped the kitchen knife and wiped her hands on her wrapper "Tell them how you squandered all the family's money on women and drinks" She continued, "Or you don't want to tell them? Then let me tell them" She turned to her children, three sat at the dining table and the first stood before her. But before she could continue she glanced at her last born and paused, she couldn't bring herself to continue because of the tears streaming down her child's eyes. Chidera was her last born and only girl but she rarely cried, she was always so happy, some said she carried the joy of the whole family. But for the first time in a long while she was in tears. This was not how she hoped her children found out, she hoped they never found out. She wanted to bear the pain of her broken marriage by herself and give her children the illusion of a perfect family, but they are grown now. Chidera was eighteen years old now, they weren't babies anymore. Nma paused to think about her life, when did it all go wrong? She was in her twenty-fourth year of marriage, marriage she entered purely for her survival but it turned out to be after her survival. She thought about her husband's family, She thought about her own family, She thought about her children, She thought about her church, She was always thinking about one person or the other. But for the first time since she was born, she paused to think about herself. Then she realized that she has never thought about just herself before and that was going to change now.
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by Precious
Emeka Obi returns to Enugu after eighteen months on a peacekeeping deployment, expecting relief. Instead, he finds his younger brother, Chidi, arrested for a crime Emeka knows he didn't commit — because Emeka was there the night it happened, and he knows who really did it: his commanding officer's son. The evidence Emeka holds could clear Chidi. It could also end Emeka's career, unravel the fragile trust his unit has in him, and expose a cover-up that goes higher than one family. His mother begs him to stay quiet and let the lawyers handle it. His superior officer, a man who once saved Emeka's life in the field, calls in the favor and asks him to look away — just this once, for the good of the unit, for the good of everyone. For three days, Emeka carries the truth like a loaded weapon, torn between the brotherhood that shaped him and the brother who shares his blood. Every hour he waits, Chidi's trial draws closer, and Emeka's own reflection grows harder to face. On the morning of the hearing, Emeka must walk into that courtroom and decide who he really serves: the uniform that gave him purpose, or the family that gave him his name. The Weight of Silence is a story about the moment loyalty splits in two — and the truth that outlives the choice we make.
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by Precious
Emeka Obi returns to Enugu after eighteen months on a peacekeeping deployment, expecting relief. Instead, he finds his younger brother, Chidi, arrested for a crime Emeka knows he didn't commit — because Emeka was there the night it happened, and he knows who really did it: his commanding officer's son. The evidence Emeka holds could clear Chidi. It could also end Emeka's career, unravel the fragile trust his unit has in him, and expose a cover-up that goes higher than one family. His mother begs him to stay quiet and let the lawyers handle it. His superior officer, a man who once saved Emeka's life in the field, calls in the favor and asks him to look away — just this once, for the good of the unit, for the good of everyone. For three days, Emeka carries the truth like a loaded weapon, torn between the brotherhood that shaped him and the brother who shares his blood. Every hour he waits, Chidi's trial draws closer, and Emeka's own reflection grows harder to face. On the morning of the hearing, Emeka must walk into that courtroom and decide who he really serves: the uniform that gave him purpose, or the family that gave him his name. The Weight of Silence is a story about the moment loyalty splits in two — and the truth that outlives the choice we make.
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by Ifeanyi Felix
An African-Korean college student, Chisom Grace Hwang reluctantly volunteered to be part of an international programme that was to hold in Nigeria, the homeland of a father she barely remembered. Since he disappeared from her life when she was seven, and legally declared dead years after, Grace had no strong foundational knowledge about her African cultural heritage, just living the simple Busan girl life, an elite student of Yonsei University. And when she made the decision to board the plane to Lagos with her luggage packed and ready, she thought all life had to offer was Kimchi and Bibimbap. Welcome to the 3rd Annual Global Heritage Story Project. For the first two weeks of the summer programme, she cried home, longing for the comfort of her sofa in Haeundae, too homesick to appreciate the tropical climate, and vibrant culture that Nigeria offered. But then things changed. what turned to be an activity to build her resumé and perhaps network turned into something life changing. From Lagos to Enugu, and then in the bustling streets of Onitsha, Grace came to realize that when Kimchi met Jollof, she finally found the missing half of herself. She got to learn about her culture, taste dishes that satisfied her buds, attempt to speak her dialect as fluent as she could, connect with her cousins, and relatives. And then she found an answer to a question, she had long forgotten she asked. The very question, that kept her up at night, and of course, no one answered And there she was standing at the greatest turning point of her life, facing a choice she never imagined she would make, continue living the comfortable life she had always known, or follow what could finally lead her to the father the world believed was dead.
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I still don't know what to say 😌😩 But Felix this is truly amazing, worth reading and more💯🌱
by Ifeanyi Felix
An African-Korean college student, Chisom Grace Hwang reluctantly volunteered to be part of an international programme that was to hold in Nigeria, the homeland of a father she barely remembered. Since he disappeared from her life when she was seven, and legally declared dead years after, Grace had no strong foundational knowledge about her African cultural heritage, just living the simple Busan girl life, an elite student of Yonsei University. And when she made the decision to board the plane to Lagos with her luggage packed and ready, she thought all life had to offer was Kimchi and Bibimbap. Welcome to the 3rd Annual Global Heritage Story Project. For the first two weeks of the summer programme, she cried home, longing for the comfort of her sofa in Haeundae, too homesick to appreciate the tropical climate, and vibrant culture that Nigeria offered. But then things changed. what turned to be an activity to build her resumé and perhaps network turned into something life changing. From Lagos to Enugu, and then in the bustling streets of Onitsha, Grace came to realize that when Kimchi met Jollof, she finally found the missing half of herself. She got to learn about her culture, taste dishes that satisfied her buds, attempt to speak her dialect as fluent as she could, connect with her cousins, and relatives. And then she found an answer to a question, she had long forgotten she asked. The very question, that kept her up at night, and of course, no one answered And there she was standing at the greatest turning point of her life, facing a choice she never imagined she would make, continue living the comfortable life she had always known, or follow what could finally lead her to the father the world believed was dead.
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by Weirdo 💙💙
Unpredictable Mustafa Judging by how hard the Country is and even worse for young promising youths like him, Tall Dark and Handsome Mustafa with a bad character or that's what they say and a voice, hot like fire, a broke street guy with only his talents, On his Journey to fame, It's either His Body or His Money It did sound simple until Death came knocking, with no bounds and no excuses, that door has to be opened. This time around he had only one choice and now, it's either he lets his Brains do the thinking or his Heart. Will Mustafa overcome his obstacles and achieve his one and Only dream? Or will his decision ruin everything for him and even his life? Zara Okonkwo 25 Years old, A First Class theatre Arts Graduate, Rumours Spread; "she was only in school for fun, after all, she already has everything". Only child of her late Mother and Her Father, she was a Rich spoiled Brat With no dreams, She just wants to enjoy life as best as she could, Her Best Quote "Life is too short". What happens When Zara's World Collide with Mustafa, and in his worst Moment. Will it be a curse or a blessing in disguise?
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My Kind of Book🤭🤍Love love ittttt!!!
by Farouk Sadeeq
The story follows Aisha, whose father, Samuel, is wrongfully convicted. Traumatized by corrupt police and societal betrayal, she abandons her innocence, transforms herself, and eventually teams up with Jemima—a survivor in her own right—to exact justice. After years in hiding, deception, and moral compromise, the two women decide that the legal system will never deliver. They must become the instrument of vengeance. Using secrets, infiltration, betrayal, and even help from Samuel’s prison contacts, they build a plan to take down the retired policemen who ruined their lives—one by one.
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by Farouk Sadeeq
The story follows Aisha, whose father, Samuel, is wrongfully convicted. Traumatized by corrupt police and societal betrayal, she abandons her innocence, transforms herself, and eventually teams up with Jemima—a survivor in her own right—to exact justice. After years in hiding, deception, and moral compromise, the two women decide that the legal system will never deliver. They must become the instrument of vengeance. Using secrets, infiltration, betrayal, and even help from Samuel’s prison contacts, they build a plan to take down the retired policemen who ruined their lives—one by one.
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by Ifeanyi Felix
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?
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My dream now is to become an exchange student in South Korea 🙏😌 Love your work
by Agomoh Amarachukwu 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.
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by Agomoh Amarachukwu 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.
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by Stephenie Abiegbe
In a quiet village in Edo where red earth spreads, a girl is born without pigment, her pale skin and bright eyes marking her as an omen. To her neighbors, she is a witch, a curse; to her mother, she is Isoken “Satified with what God gives.” Isoken learns early that her difference is a burden as she grows up beneath the weight of whispers and superstition. While other children dance freely under the sun, she learns to dream far from it. She dreams of a future where difference is not feared but celebrated, a sanctuary for all those the world refuses to see: the blind, the deaf, the scarred, and the forgotten, a place where they can all belong. But dreams are dangerous in a place ruled by fear. Each step she takes toward her vision draws new rejection. Each small act of courage tests how far she is willing to go. Will Isoken’s light survive in a world determined to dim it? Or will her voice be the one to awaken others who, like her, were told they didn’t belong? The Albino Child Who Dreamed Color is a haunting and hopeful story of courage, belonging, and the power
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In church is crazy Man!! I'd really like to know what happens after, for all I know They have been caught 😊😂😂
by Rulk Courage
Where shouldn’t you have an orgasm? What are the forbidden, taboo places where sex is off-limits? Name them all. Below are vivid stories of people who defied those boundaries, indulging in passionate, risky encounters in each forbidden location.
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by Rulk Courage
Where shouldn’t you have an orgasm? What are the forbidden, taboo places where sex is off-limits? Name them all. Below are vivid stories of people who defied those boundaries, indulging in passionate, risky encounters in each forbidden location.
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Thank You😌❣️
by Weirdo 💙💙
Life doesn't always go as planned, Or Does it? Follow Ron on her journey to discover Life and it's dealings.
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Bluey. A name that hold so many dreams and my Favorite Colour. Sometimes Weird Personality and a touch of drama I've always had a thing for writing, from formed words to Novels,my Brain works on Overdrive especially when I'm holding a pen or just start writing. I do not fancy a particular Genre, so I might write a Little or more of Everything. When the words flow, the magic happens. Join the journey and "get lost in the stories"
