When Chef Margot loses her beloved restaurant to her cheating ex-fiance, her best friend, single dad Nathan, steps in with an unexpected offer to help her start over. As they collaborate, sparks fly-but can they overcome their complicated pasts for a chance at real love? Season 4 of The Mechanic *** Margot Taylor thought she had it all: a thriving restaurant and a fiance she adored. But her world crumbled when her fiance abruptly cancelled their wedding and claimed ownership of her cherished restaurant. With her career in tatters and her heart broken, Margot is forced to start over. Enter Nathan Davis, her loyal best friend and a single dad chasing big dreams of his own. As a partner in the multibillion-pound auto business, Nathan offers her a lifeline-a chance to open a new eatery on the grounds of his new mechanic shop. As Margot pours her heartbreak into a new dream, her friendship with Nathan deepens into something much more electric. But their growing happiness is threatened when Nathan's ex-wife returns, determined to take their daughter away and upend the new couple's relationship. Caught in chaos, Margot must decide if she has the strength to fight for the life she's building...or let the wounds of her past ruin her future. Content warning: This story contains depictions of eating disorders that may be upsetting for some readers. Reader discretion is advised.

"𝐖𝐞'𝐫𝐞 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐛𝐢𝐭𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐩𝐢𝐞𝐜𝐞𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐚 𝐩𝐮𝐳𝐳𝐥𝐞 𝐩𝐮𝐭 𝐭𝐨𝐠𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐢𝐧 𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐦𝐨𝐧𝐲 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐬; 𝐰𝐞 𝐦𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐡 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐩𝐥𝐞𝐭𝐞, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐢𝐧 𝐞𝐱𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧, 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐮𝐧𝐢𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐞." ~•~•~•~•~•~ Secondary School. To some it was hell, to some it was home. To some, it was a place to catch cruise and live your best life. To some it was a place where you ruled, where you were the main man at the top of the food chain. To some it was a place to hide under a façade. To some it was a place that determined what the future held. But to all, it was a place that brought challenges - physical and emotional. A place that brought self-discovery; a place that exposed the secret and the reality of life. Final year at River Brook Academy had finally come - basically what every secondary school student looked forward to. Suffice it to say, that it wasn't half as normal as the other years they'd spent. It came with whirlwinds, hurricanes, tornadoes, earthquakes...but what happens when Ore Jumai, Ayo Balogun, Bolu Jayeola, Nina Ogbeide and their friends all learn what they truly needed? Would they be able to take it and stand? Or would they leave it and fall to the ground? ****** Started: 24th December, 2020. Finished: #1in seatmate. #1 in identicaltwins #1 in finalyear #1 in secondaryschool #1 in pidgin #1 in nigerianstories #1 in nigerianhighschool #1 in schooldrama Cover design by Donald Uzoka.✨✨

Labeebah Sheriff, known as 'BeebahShe' in the south and simply 'Beebah' in the north is your girl-next-door actress, likes to hide indoors but has enough vanity to see herself grace the screens. When tragedy strikes, Labeebah isn't surprised because to her, what could be more tragic that having an unsupportive partner? So she plunges herself harder into her work and leaves him to his antics. But how does she deal when she ends up in a wheelchair and has only her thoughts for company? What will she do? How will she even let light come back to her life? Misfortunate is Labeebah's fate. ***** The writing is beautiful and flows effortlessly well, I love the main character and this is one book I look forward to reading every chapter of. ****Halima Aliyu; author Flawed Souls****

"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!

She wants tall, dark and handsome But not all TDHs are ideal husband and it takes a bitter lesson for Bukky to realize that.

"What is your name? " he enquired with a staid expression. Obi's eyes roamed around still trying to ascertain the safety of their current surrounding. Her lips were still quivering out of shock and her breathing distorted. "Obiukwu" She finally let out still battling with unsteady breathing. He adjusted the cuff of his pristine white shirt and helped her up. "For a girl with a boy's name you certainly do not think like one. Usually when a female dog comes after you, you don't run towards her young puppies, you run far away from them". She adjusted her pleated skirts which had been torn while she ran frantically from the enraged beast. This boy's words were rather insulting but she swallowed any form of insult that would have ensued especially from his reminder of the stereotype that had been carved out from her name . A simple act of gratitude, for he had been her savior. Was he not a dunce for thinking that way?. She knew a lot of moronic boys and her cousin Chukwudi was the ideal example. The dog had run at the sound of his command. She walked away from him slowly hoping to see Sandra somewhere close. "Hey! You owe me a thank you and something else". She ignored him and kept walking.She hated dogs and arrogant rich boys! "My name is Obiefune!" Obiukwu stopped for a brief moment and yelled back at him "thank you! ". Obiukwu, a young selfless girl is forced to choose between love and duty when life hurls misfortunes at her. Does she end up with her first love Obiefune even when the odds are against them? Find out by clicking on that read button😊 Remember to vote, comment and share ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️ All rights reserved © 2019 @nwagbaramichellenwaonu (Michelle 18Uzoma). Top Rankings #32 Wattpadromance 28/07/2019 #36 Tales 12/08/2019 #start:May/02/ 2019 #Stop:August /09/2019

- She had vowed to never love again. Five years ago, charming billionaire, Lucas Caspian-Asiegbu, betrayed the love of his wife, Sara Amadi, which led to their divorce and her separation from her son, Freddie. Now, a power-hungry maniac with manipulative skills has got her tied in his web and plans to use her as bait to ruin her ex-husband. As she fights to get back her son, Lucas will do everything to win her back, but there is a problem. Secrets and enemies from their past are lurking at every corner with aims to separate them again. In this case, only the love they once shared will be able to save them in time. However, once trust is lost, is there any chance it can be earned again? Disclaimer: None of the pictures I used belongs to me. All rights reserved. However, the story, plotline, and characters are mine, hence piracy and stealing are not allowed.

Five families, One festival and a whole lot of drama. Meet the Okorie's, once the richest family until the Okonkwo's moved in. Will Ruby be able to live with it? Up next, the Adesanya's. Is there more to Sarah's constant prayers or is it a psychological problem? The Okonkwo's are a lovely family that love God. Why then is Mary different? Mallam Dubey loves his family, but has no time for them. Can he change? Kemi Odukoya's marriage isn't the happily ever after she dreamed of. Is there anything she is hiding? Or is Peter to take all the blame? On Raul Street, nothing is what it seems and as these five families come together, they will find out that this pet-crazy street has its ups and downs

Highest Rank #61 Mum was struggling to breathe, her legs kicking hard as they shuffled on the floor. I pulled on dad's hands which gripped mum's neck but he was quick to nudge me with his shoulder, forcing me to stagger, hitting my head on the wall. Tiny white stars danced before my eyes as quick darkness closes in on me. Mum was gasping. Dad hasn't let go. I staggered up, my eyes clearing off a little as I rushed to dad. Glancing at mum, her pupils were dilating, the white part of her eyeballs slowly taking over completely. Dad's eyes were bloodshot with no emotions whatsoever registered in them. Mum's kicks were slowing down with her hand slowly losing grip. I screamed and bite into dad's hands, chewing as though I was hungry for meat. The metallic taste of blood trickled into my mouth but I didn't let go as I bit harder. All his efforts to push me away were in vain as I kept my gaze on mum, every slow kick she gave urging me to bite in more. Then dad let go. And mum's body slumped. Sprawling on the floor like a bunch of weak leaves. I let go off dad's hand and rushed to her. No pulse. No heartbeat. ****** This emotional fiction gives it's readers an opportunity to peek into the life of a pained woman and her struggles to survive when abandoned by a man she's ever loved. ****** African society has given men so much control over women. No matter what a woman accomplishes in life, once she's not under a man, she's seen as utter useless.... Religion, society and family have subconsciously compelled African women into accepting everything including domestic violence as long as the 'Mrs' title is retained. Many women have lost their lives through physical and emotional abuse. They stay put in abusive relationships cos most are afraid to bear the tag "divorcee", so they rather die than leave. Most African men are proud cheats, with the excuse that "men are polygamous in nature". Sadly, women are the most supporters of this false ideology.