What happens when the choices you made come back to haunt you? Set in Lagos, Nigeria, Zhulfah Ilyas comes back home after University, only to feel the four walls of her home squeezing in on her. There is a hollowness in her, a guilt she carries, and she finds herself making choices to redeem herself. Impulsive, some would say, but she has thought through the reality of how her future would be, even though getting married wasn't in the equation anytime soon. They say relationships hold up a mirror to show who you are. The question is, what happens to the self and the relationship when the reflection isn't one Zhulfah is willing to face?

Kaftan is a romance story that spins around the lives of two individuals,each with their own demon,fear and even insecurity. Ebere has never seen anything good in the way she looks, low self esteem is what she battles with and when she fell for a boy with blue eyes it felt like a dream. She's fiesty, intelligent but behind that cloak is a lonely soul hoping that one day she'll love the image she sees in her mirror Muhammad is handsome, his presence was felt once he stepped into a room, he didn't fight for attention, he had it and coupled with the fact he had blue eyes. Falling in love with an igbo girl and a Christian was never what he expected, still healing from his mother's death, he finds succor in painting, his hiding something, no one knows but him, behind the beautiful face is a secret no one knew. Falling in love was beyond their control but most times, they realized that love was not enough, it entails other things, more larger and complex Kaftan is a story of two different worlds colliding Chioma Chris💓

"So goddamn tiny," He muttered to himself, making a blush rise to Freya's cheeks. "I am not," She defended herself quietly. "You're just huge." ~🎀~ Freya Karol was the epitome of innocence. She was small, sheltered, and fiercely protected by her millionare father. Going out after 8pm was a no. Drinking alcohol or doing drugs was a no. Skipping school without reason was a no. And boys were a big no. But if there was one thing that attracted Falcon Anders, it was innocence. ~🎀~ "All the synonyms of perfect. This book is absolutely beautiful, the plot, the writing and the characters are so addicting. Literally fell in love within reading the first paragraph of the book. I honestly truly hope you update more often, because you're very talented and this book is literally beautiful💙" - Najma Copyright © 2019 N.E. Lorimer All rights reserved.

❤️ WATTYS 2018 WINNER ❤️ WATTPAD FEATURED ❤️ When sixteen-year-old Janie Myers' grades hit an all-time low, she is pulled from her blow-off class with her best friend and placed into a course the guidance counselor says will boost her confidence: theater. There, she meets a group of theater "misfits" who accept her into their troupe. Armed with a full troupe of actors, the misfit theater company takes on a one act that will not only challenge Janie's shyness, but also her feelings for fellow misfit Thatcher. Cover photo credit to Anthony Ginsbrook. Found on Unsplash.com and edited using Canva.

❝The most rebellious people in society are the dreamers; for their minds are capable of creating incredibly beautiful and impossible concoctions. And those single thoughts alone have the ability to reconstruct anything.❞ Alice is nearing graduation and the stress is pushing her to breaking point. So, in a spontaneous decision to run away, she finds herself in the circus tent at a carnival two towns away. What better way to distract herself than speculating upon an entertaining show of optical illusions?

A fear of flying is one thing. Being seated next to a Tetris-addict who claims to be the Reaper is quite another. "He pulled out a business card. Where his profession should have been stated, the card read 'Destroyer of Worlds'. Nodding slowly, I pocketed the card." [check out the new spin off: http://www.wattpad.com/story/19632442-reaper-man] Copyright S.Ranasinghe 2013 HG Wells Short Story Competition [shortlisted]

Conversations between a self-professed narcissist and a baby-faced coffee-addict at ungodly hours.

"I didn't ask to be in the middle of your ego-battle," I grumble. Blake pins me to my locker, hands resting on either side of my head. "Well, you got it in anyway, Darling," he whispers. His face is inches away from mine and damn me for licking my lips. I am NOT falling for these guys. And then, at the corner of my eye I spot Owen and his gang approaching. Well, that's just great. *** The West and East gang of Tygerwell have been at each other's throats since the dawn of time. And the two leaders of these gangs want to end the fight, once and for all. But fighting with fists is easy. Fighting with wit and charm, is a whole other ball game. Blake. West-side gang leader. Leather jacket and killer glare. Don't talk back. Owen. East-side gang leader. Fancy coat and toxic stare. Don't resist. And in comes Amber. Hair of gold and oceans in her eyes. Has too much sass for her own good and always, ALWAYS, manages to get into the middle of trouble. But these boys have no idea who they're really dealing with. And when Amber descovers she knows a little too much when it comes to guns and fighting, she has to question everything she thought she knew about herself. Three can play this game. *** "Let's settle this. You got rejected, I got rejected. It's only fair that the fate of the gangs be on who gets the girl first." "That sounds rather good, Rhodes. I'll take that bet on the golden girl." *** COMPLETED FICTION AWARDS: Best new story and best new account Highest ranking in Teen Fiction: #1 on 25/06/2018

It was adventurous. It was breathtaking. It was illegal. The first year of Sixth Form. The first year of a new beginning, the year I fell completely and utterly in love. Mr Hunter Danvers. My History teacher. The way his dark, lustrous hair fell naturally, lazily. His deep grey, almost charcoal eyes that bore into your heart. His muscular and tall physique shadowing my petite frame. That day, when he walked into class, was the day that changed my life.