"Oya Babalawo how much will it cost?" "My son you will have to pay a hefty price for what you are asking o!" "Just tell me Baba mi and it shall be done!" "Alright then!, you will bring one pig with white head, 57 male peacocks, 45 tubers of yam, 40 sacks of kolanut and 12 strands of hair from a person that has royal blood. My son from 12 different people o!, because if you do me wayo you will become wèrè( mad person) ! "Ahhhh!!!! Baba isn't there any other option," Damola said scratching his head. "Well there is but it comes with a price!" The ritualist said with a grim expression. "Baba forget the price just talk abeg!" "You must bring....." *************************************** Damola a promising young boy who has lived his whole life in the slums grows fed up with the stigma and discrimination he's been facing for "being poor". He finally finds a way out and succeeds in creating a brand new life for himself. What happens when the effects of the atrocities that he committed in the past in order to reach the top come barging through the solid frame door of his posh new life? Will he be able to continue living fly, or will the secrets of the past lead to his undoing, taking him, the people he loves and his whole empire in the process? Read The Rise of Damola to find out🎉🎉🎉 Read if you enjoy drama, betrayal and lies with a touch of ment😹🎉 ⚠️This is a work of fiction. Unless otherwise indicated, all the names, characters, businesses, places, events and incidents in this book are either the product of the my imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental.

When it was settled and sure, He began making all things new. - Haphephobia (haf-uh-FOE-bee-uh) an intense, overwhelming fear of being touched. A reclusive beekeeping woodworker with haphephobia and a teacher whose white skin and negro blood make her an oddity find love. This is the story of Obadiah and Guinevere. - Book Two of the Revelation 21:5 Collection This collection is authentic, clean, wholesome, purely intimate, and loving, and shows God's hand in the details. His kindness and mercy is what allows us to begin again. "And He who sits on the throne said, "Behold, I am making all things new," And He said, "Write, for these words are faithful and true." Revelation 21:5 Published: November 14, 2023 Completed: February 8, 2024

Sarai Woo had always known that her marriage to the reclusive Korean millionaire was of convenience, not love, but she hadn't married Jax Woo for his money. He had a lot of it and she had needed some, but she'd married him because, like her, he was so utterly alone... and because of the butterflies... and the visa thing... and maybe he was so handsome and kind. But two years in, Sarai is sure her contract husband (god, why hadn't she signed an actual contract!) isn't what he seems; marriage fraud is the least of her worries. She tries to run, to find someone to offer her sanctuary from whatever Jax Woo is, unaware of the centuries old grudge whose price is her blood. ________________________________ Her heart was beating faster than a hummingbird's, sweat smearing her palms, the pure sardonic smile he flashed and the scent, the fucking scent, bamboo and mug-wort and ginseng and sakura. This wasn't Sunghyun, at all. "Jax?" She gasped, stumbling backwards only for that grip on her waist to steady her, a small whimper left her lips and the smile slid off his face instantly. Fuck! He'd found her! Her gaze met the predatory gaze of her husband's eyes and she felt herself being irrevocably drawn to them - dark pools of magenta which should have frightened her, scared her but all they did was draw her closer, pull her deeper - like a moth to a flame and she didn't realize how close he'd gotten until the tip of his boots touched her stilettos. "It's time to come home, little moon." Jax smiled at her. Primitively. She flinched, a weak attempt at moving away from his grip, a byproduct of him wearing Sunghyun's face while maintaining Jax distances with her, but his big wide palm pressed into her back and banged her body into his, teeth bared and eyes flashing. Sarai trembled in place as Jax closed his eyes, lids fluttering as he took several calming breaths. "Careful, yeobo," he crooned. "I'm at my limit."

Aqua Carter is only 21 years of age. She is a high school drop out because of family issues. without a high school diploma she won't get hired. Then she meets a woman by the name of Shelly,who runs a surrogate agency. She doesnt have a choice but to sign up, get pregnant and pay her bills. Sounds easy right? Not in her cause when she meets Quinton Jacks. A 38 year old business man who will lose his company if he doesn't produce an heir. Most impressive rankings: Racist: number 1 out of 719 stories (Achieved 01/01/2023) Outspoken: number 3 out of 200 stories (Achieved 10/06/2022)

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Born a bastard of Echo, a haven occupied by savage conquerors, the Vrai, sixteen-year-old Hain is haunted by both the coward living within him, and the guilt of having spilled innocent blood. Loathed by his kin for his dark hair and mismatched eyes, Hain finds his purpose ranging beyond the haven walls as a spy for the human resistance. But when Vrai collaborators within the haven work to reignite tensions with Echo's oldest enemy, Hain must escape not only to stop a war that could end humanity, but to save the person he loves as well.

Short, Steamy & Straight from My Imagination. // Rated R - Mature Content Ahead // An amateur writer, a few wild ideas, and stories made to make you blush. Read. React. Repeat. Part 2 coming soon.

My name is Shy and these are my nasty ass sex stories and this is very descriptive so if you dont do the smut DONT READ THIS....THIS AINT FOR YOU. PARENTAL ADVISORY