I welcome you to this Nigerian book that you have never seen in your life. No stress. No overthinking. Just fasten your seatbelts for a chaotic ride! This whole world you are about to enter looks normal on the surface but everything in it is tied to one man. Mr Deen. Every story. Every person. Every small link that looks like coincidence is actually him. He does not force anything. He does not shout. He is not running around trying to control people. He just exists and somehow the entire universe bends around him. He is the reason people meet. He is the reason friendships form. He is the reason friendships break. He is the reason someone makes one random choice that changes everything. Yet he is not touched by the chaos he creates. He is the calm inside a storm that other people start fighting themselves to reach. They want him. They hate him. They love him. They chase him. They destroy each other because of him but he stays untouched like he is living in a different level of life. This book shows you that sometimes the most powerful person in a story is not the loud one. It is the one who stands in the corner and breathes while everybody else burns themselves trying to figure him out. You will meet people who rise because of him. You will meet people who fall because of him. You will see how one man can be peace and chaos at the same time without ever lifting a finger. So relax. Open your mind. Enter this world slowly. Nothing here is random. Nothing here is simple. Everything comes back to him. Welcome to Mr Deen. Let the madness begin. #1 - Abuja (30-12-2023) #1 - Wattnaija (19-06-2024) #1 - Wattpadnigeria (30-06-2024) - (29-07-2024)

As if he was aware of being followed, Henry increased his pace further. He got to the elevator while I quickly rushed and slid in before the elevator closes, leaving just the both of us inside the box that felt small because of how intense the atmosphere was. "Why are you a pest?" "I'm your bodyguard. Of course I'm like a human pest." I just couldn't hold it in me. His arrogance was just too much. "Did you just talk back at me?" Henry turned to me, his nose flaring up in anger. "You're fired." ______ Hope is a very beautiful girl, well atleast that's what she tells herself. But being beautiful isn't all there is knowing money ruled the world. Spotting a job with a hundred thousand naira seems like a 'too good to be true' phase to Hope. And it proved her point when her eyes sets in on the pronoun. He/him. Much bad news surfaces when she realizes such pronoun suits the job perfectly. Being a body guard. Hope being the hustler she sets herself to be isn't going to let a gender stop her as she finds means on making the opportunity work in her favour. They say, nothing a man won't do for money. Especially when being strapped. Right now, Hope is the definition of STRAPPED. Starts : 7/12/2021 Completed : 6/9/2022 Achievements : #2 - Nigerian - 4/04/22 #1 - Hustling - 11/04/22 Cover by Eddy622

This book is a sequel to HIM, it takes us into the aftermath of Beverly and Zayyad's life, and boy oh boy, it's twisted. In a world where two people never got to love as much as they wanted to, we follow Zayyad and Beverly once again on their very turbulent journey to either making it out alive of this quicksand or sinking permanently. Welcome to the sequel of HIM: double drama and new characters!

"Do you wanna embark on a crazy adventure?" He smiled. "My middle name's crazy....let's do it!" ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ A MIX OF THE PAST AND FUTURE. OLIVIA: A random not so wise 16 years old, spoilt brat of a billionaire father, naija island high school student. Moving from Calabar to Lagos was like a death sentence to her. But meeting him and letting him in was the real death sentence. JAYDEN: The 18 years old emotionless fuckboy, party thrower, reckless spender and the hottest boy in Jayco Academy. Falling for a naive and vulnerable girl who didn't catch him and let him fall really hard could possibly change him. BAMIDELE: The 19 years old best friend to Jayden and the best enemy to Olivia. He wants no one in control of his best friend's head except him. Bamidele knows he has a lot to lose when his bestfriend falls for his ex girlfriend. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Join the teenagers of Jayco Academy. Take a journey & Fall in love in Nigeria. #ProjectNigeria# ~~~~~~~~~~~~ Started: Sun, 11 March, 2018 Finished: Fri, 27 July, 2018. This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents are either the product of the author's imagination or used fictitiously, and any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, business establishments, events, or locales is entirely coincident. Copyright 2018© Priceless Masson. All rights reserved. No portion of this book may be reproduced, stored in a retrieval system, or transmitted in any form or by any means, mechanical, electronipch, otocopying, recording, or otherwise, without written permission from the publisher. #1 Lagos #1 Nigeria #1 ProjectNigeria

"Sometimes, you have to kind of die inside in order to rise from your own ashes and believe in yourself, and love yourself enough to become a new person." _ Gerard Way _ ᪥᪥᪥᪥ Hilary Idara Eghosa has always been one of the Elites in Crestview International Academy. Being one of the kids at the top of the social food chain, most people were of the notion that she was just another privileged rich kid that has had everything handed down to her on a silver platter. She never really allowed the rumours to get to her, basking in the love and care showered on her by her family and friends... as well as the attention she got from being in a relationship with one of the most popular guys at Crestview. What more could she want? But Tragedy struck few weeks to the beginning of her senior year and everything began to fall apart little by little. The Rumors increased, more unbearable than ever and she had no idea how to handle how fast things were spiralling out of control. Hurt, Betrayed and at a Loss, she believed that no one could ever relate to the way she was feeling. However, she realized with time that life didn't revolve only around her and that everyone within her circle and around her also had problems of their own... Way Bigger Problems... Problems they all felt were Unfixable. Started - 30th July 2021 Ended - (Disclaimer: None of the pictures I used are mine. Credit goes to the real owners - Celebrities and Public Figures.)

Rema nods, "oh y'all look alike a lot though, how come he never mentioned you?" "I'm a very private person" "Zara? What does it mean anyway?" "Princess" "Make sense, I mean you look like a princess"he winks at me. "Thank you" I tried to hide the blush. Rema pull the car in front of my gate. He turn off the engine. I peep at my house, not really wanting the night to end. "Wanna hangout sometime?" Rema ask "Yeah" "Cool" he pull out his phone, "give me your number, I'll fix something" "Okay" I punch my number in, I gave his phone to him, Rema dials my number. My phone rang out. "Save my number I'll call you soon" he say. "Okay" Rema unlock the car door, "thank you once again" I smile at him. Rema smile back, "anything for you pretty Zara. I'll call you soon, goodnight." I wave at him and enter the gate, my heart pounding through my chest like it wanted to explode. I like him.

Naomi has always been reminded of how imperfect she is. The fat girl that's always compared to her siblings. If she was academically sound, maybe that would have made up for being "fat" but her academics was nothing to write home about. She hides her insecurities by being bold and doing what she loves doing best; Singing and Rapping. She tries not to be a pushover and to do her best at everything. Will she be able to accept herself in the long run? Will she be able to pull through? A/N- "Way too big" is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, events, and activities are products of the author's imagination. Any resemblance to persons, alive or dead, or events is purely coincidental. ©️ All rights reserved. Ps: Credit goes to the rightful owners of the images used in this book.

"I want a baby now" "So it's back to what you just want, you didn't even bother to check with what I want!" There she go making him the outcast in what was suppose to be their marriage. Aaliyah shook her head wiping her eyes, "I knew you wouldn't understand" she scoff. "I don't expect you to understand anyway since you already have three kids from your baby mamas!!!"she screamed, it wasn't a new news that her husband already fathered three children from his past relationships. Ayo narrow his eyes at her, "you're fucking unbelievable! So it has come to that?" "I'm just...." "Save it for whoever was going to be your donor!!" He grab his phones matching furiously out of the bedroom, he didn't stop until he got downstairs to one of the cars waiting to drive him to the club. He wasn't going to get worked up over the issue even if it ate at his heart. She'd been trying to get pregnant and didn't even bother to tell him, her own husband?? Aaliyah watch the car pull out the driveway before sinking on her knees letting out the tears she held in her during the confrontation, welcome to their married life.....

"Welcome to STARBOY Entertainment" another man spoke up, she looked at him and smile. "I'm Manuel head of creative department"he wink. Idera nod and look at baba Are again. "So clearly you know what your job is?"a woman ask in clean british accent, Idera knew who she was Jada Pollock Wizkid manager, maybe she's to work for her, She frown, "Actually I was going to ask.i don't know what my job is." Truly she don't know what she's meant to do and Jada was staring daggers at her. Baba Are clear his throat "Yeah,so you are to work as a PA." "Excuse me? I don't understand" "What don't you understand?" "The PA part?" Jada turn to baba Are,"You didn't tell her what the job was about?"she ask. Baba Are shook his head, "Nope. But she knows now.Idera can't you do it?" "Depends on what the job is" "Well you are to be a PA" "PA?" "Yes a PA to.." "To?" Idera interrupted him. "I'm sorry,to who?" "To...." "Me" It was then she noticed the single chair that slowly twirled to her direction. The person seated took off his glasses and she froze,no she fell because her legs gave way under her and she found myself on her knees. With hands folded like she was praying with her head bowed. She was certain that what she said next was going to haunt her but before she could stop herself her mouth opened and said. "My Lord."