As I drifted into my own land of dreams, I was slightly pulled back by a sound coming from the door. I didn't pay close attention and was unsure so I allowed myself let loose and get lost in the comforting state. A rough tug on my right breast brought me back to earth. I opened my eyes only to see step dad hovering over me. I screamed partly, because next thing I know he stuffs a handkerchief in my mouth and pins both my arms above my head. My voice was muffled by the thick piece of cloth in my mouth and.... To all my Nigerian friends who wished they could know what happened in the future of The Last Day of forcados High school .well there you have it. But this is from my POV ...enjoy. After several years of being abroad fate brings Efua back to Nigeria. Her past confronts her in a traumatic way. Will overcome these challenges or let them tear her down? Jimmy has moved on with his life; having a company, dating a renowned and sexy lawyer Amaka. With all these he seemed to be at the top of his game not knowing what fate has in store for him. Awesome cover by @giddyforyou Highest ranking #10 in teen fiction #2 Nigerian #2 FWC

Published on the 12th of November, 2018. What the fuck! Can't you watch where you're going?? You almost injured me!" I said dusting my skirt and trying to get up with the help of the wall of course. " I'm so sorry. My bad" a deep voice told me. I quickly looked up and well he was too tall. I'm like the average height girl. I'm just 5"5. He's more like 5"11 or 6ft. I'm not sure. He was not too dark neither was he fair. He had this look on his face, I wasn't sure if he was smiling or frowning. It was confusing. His lips were redish and looked quite kissable. Idiot! Snap out of it jor My name is Oluchi. It was just a dare. Or so I thought. Follow Oluchi on a journey filled with love, trust, betrayal, lies. What will happen when the dare she thought was so little could end up being so destructive.

** this is a sequel to Broken Walls and I doubt that this book can be read as a standalone** To love at all is to be vulnerable, our fears reveal what we care about the most. She's got fire in her veins, smoke on her lips and blood staining her fists but her mind is wrapped in chains and scars mark her hips. Sometimes she forgets she even exists. Calm her chaos but never silence her storm. Behind her smile is a hurting heart, behind her laugh she's falling apart. Let it hurt, let it bleed, let it heal and let it go...I'm that girl, my name is Ann Parker and my life has turned into one big I Don't know. ★★★★★ "Now where do you think your going" he said walking closer caging me against the wall of books. "Back to ash" my voice trembled betraying me, but strangely I wasn't thinking about that right now but rather on the touch of his hands against my skin. There was something sensual about the caress, something disturbingly hot in the slow male undertone of his accent. I frowned. What the hell is wrong with me? I must be so tired that I'm imagining things. And I guess I dazed off too long as I felt hot breathe caressing my face as he leans in an obviously uncomfortable position due to his tall slim frame. His eyes piercing through mine, reading me like an open book as he slowly starts to smirk. "What you thinking about" he asked, he's voice making my knees fail. "Nothing" "Your pulse is racing" he pointed out as he ran a finger across my wrist. "It generally does when I'm annoyed" I lied gaining courage. And he scoffed leaning against my ear. "Or aroused" his lips almost touching my ear. What! Pushing him back, my face red and hot with anger both In embarrassment and irritation. "Are you high? Sorry mistake...you are" I said and spun away making sure my hair whips his face painfully before going down the aisle. "Tarde o temprano princesa" he said before I left

When Ruby James had failed her promotional examination in Benson college, she was advised to repeat the class but her parents didn't want that, so they thought of enrolling her in a tutorial lesson. Ruby, on the other hand, didn't want to go for the lesson because of her social anxiety, neither did she want to repeat the class owing to the fact that she felt it was a huge embarrassment on her part. However, despite being faced with the horns of dilemma, she just had to choose between the two- repeating or tutorials? Will her choice change her life completely. Find out!