Sixteen years ago, Melanie was supposed to be crashing a party on her birthday with her friend. It was a weekly routine and nobody must know. Now, she can never trust anyone. She vowed never to let her guard down. Then she met the Jacobs. But what happens when she finds out that school's Diva and her Quadruplet brothers knows something she doesn't? It was supposed to be a game for the Jacobs. At least, that was the original plan. But dirty games always have dirty consequences.

"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!

" I want you on your fours, naked right now." I immediately knew what that meant. I removed my clothes hastily with a Mount Everest sized fear and took the position he said, otherwise I knew what would follow, slaps and kicks and a lot of swear words. As I knelt down, my legs and arms resting on the bed like a dog, he pounced on me and gropes my breast as he began to deliver slaps on my butt. Simultaneously, he says, " Lying is not good for you, bit*h. Those who lie, steal and then they kill. Don't ever think of lying to me again. I own you, filthy whore. I know you inch by inch." Ruby is a broken girl but who says a broken glass can't be mended?

❀ FEATURED ON WATTPAD'S EDITORS' PICKS LIST ❀ [The Closer is intended for readers with an appetite for the dark and sexy. Read at your own discretion.] "What about that no fucking colleagues policy, huh? The one you so haughtily rubbed in my face?" The way to wound my heart is through my pride. The bastard knew that. But the look in Hans' eyes told me this wasn't a game to get me all riled up. "If your office ethics involve you getting into Tim's pants, then why don't I get to play too?" His hands flew down to my legs, tickling the bare skin on my legs and shocking me into stillness when I felt him pull up the corners of my dress till they were bunched up at my waist. "You can't," I breathlessly whispered as he forced my legs apart. One hand sauntered up to my neck, resting at my collarbone while the other snaked between my legs, parting my thighs until he had all of me resting at the tip of his fingers. "Is this cause of him," he growled, his finger dipping into my heat just slightly, circling the entrance, "or me?" He sounded so needing, so deprived. It turned me on knowing that I was the one making him feel this way, that despite being the one thrown up against a wall, I had the ultimate power over this man. "It's...It's you." I gulped and met his eyes. "It's all you." ● What happens when an unstoppable, hard-hitting business woman meets an unmovable, chauvinist, and utterly exhausting heir to a multi-million empire? Disaster, of course. For Tris, Hans Castellan proves to be more than a challenge of the heart and of the body. For Hans, Tris Henderson turns out to be a woman worth fighting for, despite a rocky start and more than a few broken hearts. Then again, no one said closing this deal would be easy. ● © Beatrice Manuel, All Rights Reserved

When May gets pregnant for Edric at a young age, her wealthy father feels deeply hurt and humiliated. In a moment of anger, he disowns her. Upon the disown, May is left with no choice than to go with Papa Edric, her lover's father to join the middle class life. What could possibly go wrong? She had found love or so she thought. She was able to experience some major changes. But was she strong enough to pull through it? May could be described as a spoilt brat, with whining nature and brat tendencies. But she has a strength, May was determined. As long as she put her mind to it she could achieve all her goals. It was as a courtesy of this the story unfolds. Follow May's journey of pain, betrayal and how she finds true love amidst all odds. **** Cover credits goes to @Stylesoftimothee

PUBLISHED ON THE NOVELSTAR PLATFORM PUBLISHED ON THE NOVELNOW PLATFORM PUBLISHED ON HINOVEL AS A FREE STORY **** "How do I stop loving you? Teach me how to, Ayomide because you stopped. If not, how can you love and hurt me so? Tell me, Ayo because this pain is so much." Pamela thumped her chest as she spoke. The ache was swift and throbbing, she rubbed her fist against her chest to ease the pain. Hanging his head in shame, he whispered, "I don't know." **** She is a supposed home wrecker. He is the son of a mistress. Fire and ice rolled into one, yet she stills his racing heart and life. Making vows and getting to the altar is easy. Especially with how much they love each other. But keeping those vows is harder. When guilt comes in the form of a dead friend's sister and a deadly obsession, three becomes a crowd. It feels like their entire marriage is crumbling and there is nothing more to hold onto. It takes losing and loving her to get them back on their journey of becoming one. Two souls as one isn't always harmonious or beautiful. No! Sometimes, it's messy, but messy is real. Perfect relationships aren't real anyway and real relationships aren't perfect. ***** **Full length novel won't be available on wattpad** This is Chris and Pamela's journey. Completed: March 19, 2020 Editing by @JoannOgwu #T&A #projectNigeria.

Ireoluwa, a man who has experienced pain, sufferings and tragedy hopes and awaits a new dawn. A country, its people, are scared of the light and are ignorant. Barbara, a woman who feels nothing but pain, sorrow, regret and anger towards her father, comes to Nigeria for a new start. Waiting for a new dawn is a book filled with pain, love, happiness and change.

His mum. My arranged marriage. Controversies upon controversies. They destroyed my chances of being with the love of my life. With Baba mad and Mother dead, the truth about my family unfolded gradually including the truth about Mother's death. Will i ever get to be with the love of my life? or will destiny destroy such chances and put me in an overwhelming situation? Follow me as i journey through the ocean of life filled with unexpected dramas and revealations that will spring surprises and touch some nerves.

'Never make someone a priority when all you are to them is an option.' - Maya Angelou Izigora is an orphan who has always wanted to belong to a family. She marries the top benefactor of the orphanage but everything isn't always what it looks like from the outside. Excerpt How could she have married this mad man? Dry sobs raked her body as he poured more salt on her wounds and began to massage the salt into the wound with the efficiency of a masseuse in a spa. Izigora went into her most private place where she was alone and shut out the world around her. Tears were for the weak. She wasn't going to let him break her. She shut out everything, no longer aware of what he was doing to her. 'I could just end your life right now,' he said, sounding like he was far away. 'But I want you to live with the knowledge that you're only alive because I chose to spare you. Every breath you take is only possible because I let you have it.' He let go of her neck and rose to his feet.

Oluwa Koluluwa and her people are tormented as slaves.Black and Whites are not even allowed to touch each other in any way, though it depends on the master-slave relationship. Oluwa hates slavery even though born as one. She is a woman with big dreams with a father that is the leader of the Black people, so as a future ruler, she has responsibilities... and one that affects her love life. Like her father, she is hot-headed with a fighting nature for change... How far will she go? What sacrifices must be made? Will her and her Herusan people survive in the hands of their master? Will her romantic relationship survive? -------------------------------------------------------------------- For the full transformed and edited book, let me know!