It is true that Eve tempted Adam to sin by eating a forbidden fruit. But what if Segun was really the one who tempted Eve? That's right - Segun! * Segun is a handsome, tightly-strung panty -dropper, intent on only one thing with the females. Hit and run! But when he meets Eve, he finds out he's not able to let go of her so easily. The reason isn't because she believes in the picture of marriage with kids and a nice cozy home -- something he's greatly averse to, neither is it because she's a sight for sore eyes -- okay, that definitely is a factor -- but it's not because she decides to rope him into a "Ten commandment game plan," concocted by her best friend to win him over and make him fall in love with her either. Could the reason be he's actually beginning to like her more than he should? There's just one problem about that. Probably more than one problem actually, stands in their way. The unusual suspects! Will Segun be able to remove the obstacles and win Eve before it's literally too late? This is a story that may at first seem cliché, but as you read on, you realize it's a complete package of lust, passion and games . . . so much games!!!

Romola has a secret. She has a different version for whoever wants to know. Her best friend, Yetunde, and her mother are to be kept in the dark and away from each other. But when Olumide, her best friend's crush, is added to the mix with a secret of his own, she knows things are about to get dirty because while Olumide steals her heart, he makes her question if she ever truly knew Yetunde.

"And who are you?" I looked up to see his well structured face. "I'm Itoro, Itoro Samuels." "And what are you doing here?" "Trying to clean up Sir, you came home drunk last night and your elder brother thought it was wise to let me clean up your mess." He looked at the mess in his room, "Good, I've got the worst head ache. Clean up and get out." ************************************************************************************** Itoro Samuels, was in need of money. Her mum was sick in the village and her father's brothers wasn't an option. Itoro needed money or she'll have to drop out of school. Itoro and her best friend Chidinma, came across a house help website and Itoro was adamant to fill the form at first. But when she saw the huge salary, she let go of her dignity and eventually filled the form. While working as a house help, Itoro met Genesis who happened to be her boss's second son. She couldn't help but fall in love with him, but Genesis was oblivious of her being. But what will happen when Genesis, eventually noticed her? Will it turn into something more or will it just be a C.R.U.S.H ************************************************************************************** Started : 24/06/2019 Finished : 11/09/2019 ************************************************************************************** Highest Rankings 25/08/2019 #1 - african #1 - nigeria #3- bestie #1-nigerian 23/08/2019 #3 - nigerian #4 - bestie #1 - proudlynigerian 07/07/2019 #2 - nigerianstory #6 - proudlynigerian Cover by Eddy622

Oroma had always lived an ordinary quiet life.That was until her village was invaded.After being carried off as a slave, what more did the future hold for her? Never could she have imagined that was only the beginning.

"You know I cannot commit such atrocity my love. I cannot sleep with anothers wife." Tomori stressed, looking away as she moved to untie her once white wrapper. It was now brown and dirty, showing all she had to suffer just to make sure there was no stain of blood on it. Brown and black was allowed, but not red. Not yet. "I would rather die than be called the wife of that animal." She hissed. "Yet you are his wife anyways, and until we leave his territory, you would always be his wife." He replied. "My lord, I'm beginning to think that you don't want me any more." Abebi sniffles and he freezes in discomfort. "My loyalties have been sworn to the king since I became a warrior." "You had better choose one, your loyalties to your king, or your loyalty to me." ... The prophecy was simple, only Abebi could give the aged king a son, only she could bear the heir to the throne. Thrown into a marriage she despised, Abebi runs away with her lover, the head warrior of the village, in search of refuge and another life. But fate has other plans, as the king is not ready to have his only chance of having a son slip through his fingers. Cue bloodshed and war, it's a fight of survival, and a quest for freedom. ... For Tomori to finally get his wife, he must pay the highest bride price. He must pay with his life. For every love story comes with a price. ... Highest Rank Achieved: #325 in Historical Fiction

2020 Winner of the WattysNG Awards One more lie would do no harm. That was Chizaram's motto and it had worked well for her. Weaving an intricate web of deceit involving foetuses was the art of legends-she was a legend. Unexpected circumstances force her to make a decision; tell the truth or become pregnant. Fast. After all, it's just another lie. #WattysNG2020

Highest Rank #61 Mum was struggling to breathe, her legs kicking hard as they shuffled on the floor. I pulled on dad's hands which gripped mum's neck but he was quick to nudge me with his shoulder, forcing me to stagger, hitting my head on the wall. Tiny white stars danced before my eyes as quick darkness closes in on me. Mum was gasping. Dad hasn't let go. I staggered up, my eyes clearing off a little as I rushed to dad. Glancing at mum, her pupils were dilating, the white part of her eyeballs slowly taking over completely. Dad's eyes were bloodshot with no emotions whatsoever registered in them. Mum's kicks were slowing down with her hand slowly losing grip. I screamed and bite into dad's hands, chewing as though I was hungry for meat. The metallic taste of blood trickled into my mouth but I didn't let go as I bit harder. All his efforts to push me away were in vain as I kept my gaze on mum, every slow kick she gave urging me to bite in more. Then dad let go. And mum's body slumped. Sprawling on the floor like a bunch of weak leaves. I let go off dad's hand and rushed to her. No pulse. No heartbeat. ****** This emotional fiction gives it's readers an opportunity to peek into the life of a pained woman and her struggles to survive when abandoned by a man she's ever loved. ****** African society has given men so much control over women. No matter what a woman accomplishes in life, once she's not under a man, she's seen as utter useless.... Religion, society and family have subconsciously compelled African women into accepting everything including domestic violence as long as the 'Mrs' title is retained. Many women have lost their lives through physical and emotional abuse. They stay put in abusive relationships cos most are afraid to bear the tag "divorcee", so they rather die than leave. Most African men are proud cheats, with the excuse that "men are polygamous in nature". Sadly, women are the most supporters of this false ideology.

'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.

Young maidens are being raped and murdered in Amaife. The killer always leaves behind a souvenir: A torn piece of 'okrika' clothe. The once peaceful community is thrown into chaos; the masses are provoked, the elders are clueless, families are scared and the gods of the land seem powerless to stop the murders. A young team arrives from the city for a week long crusade and the young evangelists meet the village in a state of emergency. The leader, a young pastor named Osi meets Amara, a beautiful, intelligent girl and they develop feelings for each other as they try to solve the crime(s) The killer is a member of the community; very intelligent, cunning and dangerous but who? Who could be behind such gruesome acts? Surely not a man but a devil. And beautiful Amara is his next target.....

Updates every Sunday 😉 Sugar has always been bullied. Her name didn't help matters at all. Why her mother called her Sugar she had no idea. Maybe it was her inclination to the sweets. Her love for confectionery and baking. Sugar had problems. Her concentration level was none existent which was not needed in her area of work and she could barely stand for the number of hours that was needed at her work place. The last thing she needed was a fainting drug addict who is so full of himself. But what happens when said drug addict is her client and she has to play nice even if he irks her.