Elijah has spent his whole life hiding his body , working odd jobs, avoiding emotional entanglements, never daring to trust anyone enough to reveal himself fully. Everyone sees the rough exterior: a towering man who works construction jobs and drives an old truck. Nobody sees the shy heart under it. Nobody has ever touched him - really touched him - and loved what they found. Until Dean. Dean moves into town after retiring from Military, setting up a custom furniture business. He's instantly drawn to Eli not because Eli tries to impress him, but because of the way Eli looks away every time Dean looks at him like he sees him.

I was on my own, minding my miserable, meaningless life until he came along. Just like that, he walked majestically into my life as if he owned it. It wasn't a perfect life, heck not even close to being a good life but at least I didn't need to have those forbidden thoughts raid my mind unceasingly. Ruining my innocence and inducing my already miserable life into a big pile of confusion and boy, was I in for a big surprise. #5- oath #17- religious #7- Afrikaans #45- Nigerian

Just a story of two messed up boys that find peace in each other. A tale of a beginning.. If you read it, I hope this book meets you well👋🏾🤍

Fuhad finally snaps.

The waves are restless today. They carry a song that isn't a song. Glassy, ​​wailing... as if the world across the water were calling out to its own. I sit down on the wet stones. I take off my glasses. The fog blurs the boundaries of the world-it's finally like a dream. Perhaps more real. I reach out my hand, as if I could touch the horizon. "I wish you would all just... go away," I say to no one. To everyone. To myself. "I wish for silence." For a moment, I truly believe the ocean is listening to me. And then something appears on the shore. Not something. Someone. A very emaciated figure. Wet. Hair plastered to his face. Clothing torn, as if torn by the waves. But it wasn't the water that created him. It's a ghost. The fisherman everyone said goodbye to three winters ago. He stands before me. Empty. Dead. And yet... he watches. And when he opens his mouth, I hear no voice. Only one, a drawn-out whisper, cold as steel: "He who has no heart is coming."

I TOLD SUNSET ABOUT YOU 🌇 A Nigerian coming-of-age heartbreak that begins with a scream in the night. I was only a boy-barely grown, barely ready. But that night, everything changed. My mother woke up sweating, trembling... and mad. She held my baby brother like he was the last thing tethering her to this world- Then she ran. Into the dark. And never came back the same. Left with a one-year-old baby, a dead phone line, and no clue if I'd ever see my mother whole again, I did what any boy shouldn't have to do: I survived. This is my story. The story of how I raised my brother, chased ghosts at sunset, and held on to the memory of a mother whose heart broke too loud for the world to hear. ✨ If you've ever watched someone fade but refused to forget them-this story is yours too. THIS NOVEL HAS BEEN PUBLISHED AND IT'S AVAILABLE FOR PURCHASE @ AMAZON, SELAR.CO ETC. Copyright © [2025] Rihanne Chelsea Maya. All rights reserved. This book is an original work by Rihanne Chelsea Victory Johnson. No part of this story may be copied, reproduced, distributed, or transmitted in any form or by any means, including photocopying, recording, or other electronic or mechanical methods, without the prior written permission of the author, except in the case of brief quotations for reviews or promotional purposes. This story is published exclusively on Wattpad by the author. Any unauthorized reposting, copying, or adaptation of this work on any platform is strictly prohibited and will be subject to legal action. For permissions or inquiries, please contact the author directly.

In Lagos, the night doesn't fall - it drips in glitter and danger. By day, we're charming, well-dressed, and dangerously discreet. But by night, we become the fantasy - heels high, wigs laid, perfume thick in the air. These aren't your average escorts; we're the Candy Rush crew: beautiful boys in designer gowns, chasing sugar highs and sugar daddies in the elite shadows of Lagos nightlife. Our game? Seduction, survival, and silent betrayal. With soft voices and razor-sharp instincts, we slip into the beds of Lagos' wealthiest men. Some nights, we leave kisses. Other nights, we leave with Rolexes, cash, and broken hearts - or drugged victims waking up with empty wallets and fuzzy memories. In a world where beauty is power and the stakes are laced with scandal, Candy Rush, Sugar High tells the glittering and gritty story of boys who refuse to be broke, quiet, or defined. This is Lagos like you've never seen it - sweet, savage, and sparkling with secrets. THIS NOVEL HAS BEEN PUBLISHED AND IT'S AVAILABLE FOR PURCHASE @ AMAZON, SELAR.CO ETC. Copyright © [2025] Rihanne Chelsea Victory Johnson. All rights reserved. This book is an original work by Rihanne Chelsea Victory Johnson. No part of this story may be copied, reproduced, distributed, or transmitted in any form or by any means, including photocopying, recording, or other electronic or mechanical methods, without the prior written permission of the author, except in the case of brief quotations for reviews or promotional purposes. This story is published exclusively on Wattpad by the author. Any unauthorized reposting, copying, or adaptation of this work on any platform is strictly prohibited and will be subject to legal action. For permissions or inquiries, please contact the author directly.

Chelsea Johnson, a 25-year-old Nigerian queer man, moves to the U.S. in search of a better life, but the reality is far from what he imagined. Struggling to make ends meet in a new world, he finds himself unknowingly swept into the high-stakes world of male escorting. Just as he's beginning to lose hope, a night with a famous NBA player changes everything. Jeremy Marshall an NBA's rising star, adored by fans and feared on the court, hires Chelsea for a night of pleasure, not knowing that this stranger is more than just a hired companion. What starts as a transaction quickly becomes something more, as both men struggle with their pasts, their desires, and the complexities of what it means to truly connect. With his identity and future on the line, Chelsea must decide if he can trust Jeremy and whether this unexpected connection could be the way out of the life he's been forced into. In His California King Bed is a gripping tale of forbidden attraction, self-discovery, and the blurred lines between business and pleasure. Will Chelsea find more than just a way to survive in this unfamiliar world, or will his journey leave him broken? And will Jeremy learn what it truly means to be seen for who he is, rather than what the world expects him to be? Prepare for a whirlwind of passion, secrets, and unexpected love. THIS NOVEL HAS BEEN PUBLISHED & IT'S AVAILABLE FOR PURCHASE @ AMAZON, SELAR.CO. Copyright © [2025] Chelsea Maya Victory Johnson. All rights reserved. No part of this story may be copied, reproduced, distributed, or transmitted in any form or by any means, including photocopying, recording, or other electronic or mechanical methods, without the prior written permission of the author, except in the case of brief quotations for reviews. This story is published exclusively on Wattpad by the author. Any unauthorized reposting, copying, or adaptation of this work on any platform is strictly prohibited and will be subject to legal action.

A new war erupts, demanding one man to make a difficult decision, with the weight of everything he cherishes hanging in the balance. ★★★★ Jagunmolu, a war veteran scarred by a haunting past, carries not only memories but also a weapon that presents its own challenges. Seeking to leave his violent history behind, he finds an unexpected path by working with a white missionary family in a quiet village within the Oyo empire. This fragile peace is shattered when the drums of a new war echo across the land. This new conflict throws Jagunmolu's hard-won identity and beliefs into turmoil, forcing him to confront a devastating choice. Does he return to the brutal reality of war, facing almost certain death, or does he stand by and witness the destruction of his new life and the people he has come to love? Jagunmolu's choice of silence, meant to protect, unknowingly becomes a dangerous weapon, potentially leading to the very destruction he hoped to avoid.

In a kingdom gilded with oil, gold - and secrets - a boy becomes more than just a servant to a king. When Keira is sold by his own father to the distant, powerful land of Oka-Ile, he is forced into the sacred and terrifying role of Abobaku - the one fated to die with the king. But young King Aderemi is no ordinary monarch, and Keira is no ordinary boy. Oka-Ile glitters with wealth, but darkness brews beneath its royal robes. Five corrupt chiefs siphon the kingdom's riches, and they will stop at nothing to maintain their grip on power - even if it means murder. As betrayal thickens, only Keira, the king's most loyal - and unexpected - companion stands between Aderemi and death. But destiny twists further when Keira's bold sister, Geneva, arrives to rescue him - only to find herself entangled in forbidden romance. And so does the king. Torn between duty, legacy, and a love he never expected - for both Geneva and Keira - Aderemi must make a choice that could rewrite the fate of a kingdom. Lush with Yoruba royalty, unrequited desire, and burning secrets, this is a story of love, sacrifice, and the courage to defy fate. THIS NOVEL HAS BEEN PUBLISHED AND IT'S AVAILABLE FOR PURCHASE @ AMAZON, SELAR.CO ETC. Copyright © [2025] Chelsea Maya Victory Johnson. All rights reserved. This book is an original work by Rihanne Chelsea Victory Johnson. No part of this story may be copied, reproduced, distributed, or transmitted in any form or by any means, including photocopying, recording, or other electronic or mechanical methods, without the prior written permission of the author, except in the case of brief quotations for reviews or promotional purposes. This story is published exclusively on Wattpad by the author. Any unauthorized reposting, copying, or adaptation of this work on any platform is strictly prohibited and will be subject to legal action. For permissions or inquiries, please contact the author directly.