This story is only available from the Prologue to Chapter three. But you can get the full book on Goodnovel. Sixteen years old spoilt brat, with weird quotes from her diary, Katherine Amelia Jones is being stripped off her position as the only child when her Dad remarries a woman with five children, who she develops this sudden hatred for. From being bullied to getting wanted and longed for, by her bully, her step brother. Things takes a sullen turn when she finally lets her guard down and gets involved in a proscriptive relationship with the eldest male of her step siblings. •Started: November 26th 2019• •Completed: August 19th 2020• © ekpikapere All rights reserved.

Highest Ranking #1 in African #15 in romance #1 in November #1 in Nigerian romance #1 in Melanin #1 in Company #1 in Nigeria "You're mine, you hear me? Mine" he growled as he pulled me close, so close that I could inhale his breath, "And anyone that tries to come in between? Will regret they did"... It all started with a drunken one night stand... Anyway, this is my first NIGERIAN THEMED BOOK. Some chapters may contain +18 stuff so read at your own risk Started - 25 November 2018 Finished - So read and enjoy. Natashah...

#1 in Africa #1 in Latin #1 in Possessive "I'm very sure I'm allowed to fuck who so ever I want to fuck" I yelled at him, unaware of how close we were "No Cara, you only get to fuck me, I own you and this sweet pussy of yours" he said, sliding his fingers into my pussy. All this started because of that stupid threesome I agreed to. Sewa has been alone for most of her life, not because she couldn't have friends, no, she just enjoyed her own company and she loved peace and quiet. It lasted for a while until she came across the greatest disturbance Antonio Rivera, an Italian womanizer who took to liking her and her body. She can't seem to get him out of her mind after their first meeting and likewise. The man started to grow a strong sexual desire towards her until it became something more, something he dreaded. Okay this shit is getting too long. I hope you enjoy it really.

She has everything a woman could ask for in her life but why does she feel that there's still missing? Emerald St. Clair world's renowned supermodel had it all, wealth, fame, and family who loves her. All of her sisters are now happily married, thanks to their prying Granddad. She isn't ready to marry and have a family on her own. She is fine with the way her life moves, traveling to one country after another. Her grandfather promised not interfered with her life in one condition: become the model of the latest jewelry collection of St. Clair Diamonds and travel to the exotic location of Saqr for the photoshoots. Before she could think twice she agrees if that's the only thing to make her grandfather stops breathing under her neck. But a series of unfortunate events at the exotic country Emerald found herself at the mercy of her archenemy, no other than Khalil Al-Farsi!

Love can change people. Love Endures. Love can't be explained. Love is REAL. 'Along Came Timi' is a love story about two teenagers and their journey in finding love. 10k reads🎀. 2k votes🎀 20k reads🎀 3k votes🎀 50k reads🎀 5k votes🎀

Jamal Inioluwa Bamidele has known pain all his life. Diagnosed of Post Traumatic Stress Disorder, due to a child hood accident that he barely got out of, Jamal suffered from Incessant Nightmares and Panic Attacks while growing up. His life was one big Hurricane, a deadly Hurricane he wasn't sure he would get out of. Until She came... ...and for once He felt Peace ****** On the outside, Mateo Seyifunmi Craig was the most out going, care free and jovial person anyone could ever meet but on the inside, he was just a ticking time bomb waiting to explode. ...and he needed someone to diffuse that bomb so desperately. **** They say the Eye of the Storm is the calmest part of the Storm. Was that what they needed? A safe haven? A LightHouse? (Disclaimer:None of the pictures that would be used in this book are mine. Credit to the real owners)

"Can I help you ma?" He asked. His voice was scratchy and low and his tone rang out as sarcastic. "What do you mean by 'Can I help you ma?'" she asked him in incredulity. "I said what I said. Now what exactly is your problem?" He asked, obviously nonchalant about this whole scenario. "My-my problem?" She sputtered, gaping at him. "I'm not the one trying to kill myself. In this case, you're the one with the problem-a very big one in fact," she retorted. He sighed deeply once more and looked heavenward, as if to show his exasperation. "Madam, I was clearly staying on my own when you thought to bother me and now you're complaining? Kindly do the both of us a favour and keep walking." She gaped some more. "Mr Man, I cannot keep walking, as you've so eloquently put it. In fact, I'm not going anywhere." ********** Mosope is a man with the weight of the world upon his shoulders. His decision to end it all takes him to Third Mainland Bridge, one of the most popular bridges in the entire Lagos. Enter Anjola, who barges into his life last minute and disrupts all his meticulous plans. She's hellbent on changing his mind, and you know what? She's not going to take no for an answer. ... A short novel.

"Obanma if you keep vibrating like a car engine, neither of us would get good sleep. I can feel the bed shaking from way over there" He gestured at the edge of the bed where lay he before. Her mouth couldn't form any words in her own defense. "I've been battling with pneumonia I would have left the bed for you. Those tiles might just worsen my case. Besides there's enough space to fit two more people on this bed." She only nodded still staring at him and recoiling inwardly at the proximity between them. Adaugo had once told her that being on the same bed with a man could make her pregnant. Oh Biology her saviour! " I am not that kind of man, I offered you a place to rest for the night and that you shall get. Sleeping with your Jean trousers on, one foot in and foot out of the bed, huddling at the edge which is quite close to the door, wouldn't really save you if I wanted something else. I am a man, I am stronger and faster. So please relax, stop shaking and go to sleep. I have a very busy schedule tomorrow and just like you, I can't sleep unless my surrounding is suitable for sleeping " How did he know all that? Was he a mind reader too? She nodded again then slowly relaxed on the bed, still very much awake. Sleeping was not really what one did in enemy camp. He smiled, gently rolling over to his side to really have a look at her. She was truly very beautiful and innocent. He knew deep down that she could escape if she wanted to, he was no superman and she would definitely elude him. His hands itched to caress and hold her, that feeling was not alien, he had always felt protective of the girl. Onyedikachi simply turned to the other side of the bed with a smile on his face and very familiar words in his heart as exhaustion drove him to sleep. Smart girl! *** Two families living peacefully as neighbors till an unfortunate event turns them into arch enemies. How long will their war last when love decides to make their children mediators?

" I'm not straight, " I said. Seeing the question in his eyes, I continued. "I'm curved." Using my hand, I showed him what it meant for something to be curved. "What are you talking about? " he asked, laughing. "She's my baby. We're in a relationship, " I said, pointing at Nellie who was now looking at us with a raised eyebrow. " She? " he didn't seem shocked. "she's dating my nigga. " I was looking at Nellie. She looked at me and shrugged. When she looked up again and saw me looking at her, she raised an eyebrow then stood and started walking towards us. "Now that I have cancelled out your lie, Will you go out with me? "What was her lie? " Nellie asked as she was already standing beside us. I kept looking at her, while Tony narrated what I said to her, laughing. "Nellie, are you in a relationship? " She was silent. •••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••• Now, most people believe she's a lesbian . She does not diasagree because what they say does not bother her. ********************* Disclaimer :I do not own the beautiful picture on my cover.

"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