A Nigerian Teen-Fiction. Zaria Coker had every reason to be called perfect; Straight As, awesome friends, and a face that can make anyone bend to her will. Joel Bamidele, with only one year left to graduate high school, didn't expect that a rock from space would crash into his carefully planned life in form of a human. However, no one is perfect. We're all one step up from the beasts that plagues us and one step down from the angels that should save us. Will their love be their perfection, or will this fatal crash leave only casualties? Read on to find out! (Disclaimer: None of the pictures I used are mine. Credit to the real owners.)

"I don't like seeing Samuel around you, Binye." He said, his tone reeked of possession and the anger he felt was fueled by her indifference to the situation. His eyes held a pleading look within them and Binye felt forced to look away quickly, the look in his eyes evoked an emotion that she couldn't seem to understand. "We were just talking Jay. Relax." She said trying to diffuse the situation by offering him the first cookie out of the package she had just opened. "I'd only calm down if you fed that to me." He responded with a lazy smirk, his hair wet from sweat and stuck to his forehead, eyes glittering from underneath them. She could literally feel his breath on her face, he smelt of Axe and perspiration. Slowly, she stretched out her arm to place the cookie in his mouth, her heart skipped a bit the moment she felt his tongue on the tip of her finger as they maintained eye contact while he grabbed the cookie with his teeth. "Nawa oh, the sexual tension here is choking guys!" A voice said and they both snapped out of their intimate moment.

Meet Adam, confident 'White' Nigerian who seems to get all the girls around him except the one he truly wants after he makes a big mess of things. Meet Ra, our resident shy boy who's worked his hardest to get over the depression that almost ended him years ago, and just wants to live, love and be happy. And meet Chime, our lovable giant who puts on a smile to mask his pain, with a huge secret eating him up from within. Three Fine Guys is about our three protagonists navigating their way through university life, friendship, love and young adulthood.

"99.9% likelihood of paternity." "No!" Binjo's hands find their place to the top of his head as he lets out a frustrated yell within his car. What had he done? Sequel to Stay With Me. Please read the first instalment of this series in order to properly understand this book, thank you!

"Okay. What's your favourite food?" "It will be you after we get married, but for now It's anything you give me to eat." He deadpanned. Tseju almost choked on her own surprise. Sputter. More sputter. "Close your mouth shugah. I don't wanna share that space with flies." He said, the shadow of a mischievous smile playing at the ends of his lips. Tseju was still not talking, although she'd snapped her mouth shut now. "Next question?" She coughed. "Ahem. What's your favourite color?" "It was ice silver, now its the color of your skin." ________________________________________ Meet your Heroine, Tseju Anne Mobijilade, a not so typical but typical chubby curvy Nigerian melanin goddess who exchanged her heart of flesh for a heart of stone following her break up with long term boyfriend Benjamin Ayigbarin and now sees men as nothing but sex toys and external bank accounts. Especially Yoruba men. Meet your Hero, a beefy bald but beautiful Yoruba demon whose dimples set your ovaries on fire. Most eligible bachelor of the year, 3 years in a row Bayo Ayodeji Jacobs grew up watching his dad spoil his mom silly with love and has been looking for a woman to spoil silly with love. When their parts cross, Tseju finds herself falling hard and fast for a man who by every standard of the word resembles a First Class Yoruba demon. Will Bayo redeem Yoruba men everywhere? Or will he make the Yoruba Demon Association of Nigeria proud? I don't even need to say keep reading to find out, you're already reading!

Jamal Inioluwa Bamidele has known pain all his life. Diagnosed of Post Traumatic Stress Disorder, due to a child hood accident that he barely got out of, Jamal suffered from Incessant Nightmares and Panic Attacks while growing up. His life was one big Hurricane, a deadly Hurricane he wasn't sure he would get out of. Until She came... ...and for once He felt Peace ****** On the outside, Mateo Seyifunmi Craig was the most out going, care free and jovial person anyone could ever meet but on the inside, he was just a ticking time bomb waiting to explode. ...and he needed someone to diffuse that bomb so desperately. **** They say the Eye of the Storm is the calmest part of the Storm. Was that what they needed? A safe haven? A LightHouse? (Disclaimer:None of the pictures that would be used in this book are mine. Credit to the real owners)