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  • Vice on Wheels by TabTales
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    Vice on Wheels: A Ride on Morality When a short ride on a tricycle turns into a wild ride of morality, one young woman's faith is put to the test. Caught in a web of illicit activity with strangers who seem all too comfortable with crime, she must confront her own silence and the weight of complicity. Will she find redemption, or will the vice of her surroundings consume her?
  • Shadow of doubt by Drkn3ss
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    Darkness presses against your eyelids. Open or closed, it makes no difference - the void remains absolute. Your hands reach out, grasping nothing. Up becomes down becomes sideways becomes nowhere. Your breath catches. Lungs burn. Panic rises like bile in your throat. Fight. Move. Run. But where? Your feet stumble over themselves as reality blurs. The darkness wraps around your ankles, thick as tar, patient as stone. Then... silence. The frantic drumbeat of your heart slows. The void no longer suffocates - it cradles. Like sinking into warm water, the darkness seeps into your bones. No more running. No more fear. This is what you were fighting? Here, in the ancient dark, truth whispers. It has waited eons for you, watched civilizations rise and fall, held secrets older than time. You understand now - the darkness isn't empty. It's everything. It's you. Let go. Become whole.
  • JULIUS OVIOJE: A Tale of love, forgiveness and redemption by FamilyGambits
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    "Julius Ovioje" is a poignant exploration of the complexities of family relationships, love and resilience in the face if adversities. A tale of family ties: when love becomes a strife.
  • Still, After Everything  by Godsmaid1
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    At fourteen, Kamsi Obi meets Jayden Adeolu on the wrong foot and spends two years of boarding school pretending she doesn't notice him. She fails spectacularly. They are young and brilliant and something unnamed grows between them - until university pulls them apart, Jayden goes quiet, and three years of silence close the chapter she never got to finish. Now she is twenty-five, senior architecture lead at a Lagos tech firm, and the life she built without him is exactly the life she wanted. Then Jayden walks through her office door. Not as the boy from the veranda. As her new team member. He says he has changed. He says he is sorry. He says some things are worth the distance. Kamsi has heard promises before. But she has never been good at lying to herself. And she never stopped. *#slowburn #secondchance #nigerianliterature #boardingschool #romance #lagoslife*
  • Unending love  by flybabiexoxo
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    Karina, a naive 17 year old Nigerian girl with typical Nigerian Parents had just transferred from an all-girls boarding school to a mixed school. Due to her strict upbringing, she is not expected to bring home anything less that straight A's and boys are a no go area. This is not a problem for Karina, however, moving to this new school has proven to be harder than she expected as Ruby become more in touch with emotions she thought she never had. She is a smart girl who makes smart decisions, but is this entirely true? Find out in this intriguing story about a young girl who is on a journey to find out who she really is It gets better as you read...
  • "UNIBEN'S ORCHARD" by Favour Moses  by favourmosesbest
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    The poem "UNIBEN'S ORCHARD" is inspired by an actual orchard located near the Faculty of Arts in the University of Benin. Over the course of a month, I noticed that the orchard became a sacred place where students sought communion with God-an oasis of peace amidst the busyness of university life. The trees, standing tall as silent sentinels, seemed to offer spiritual refuge to those in need of solace and prayer. The orchard is always busy with students, praying, meditating, and reflecting. It's more than just a place-it's a sanctuary where faith meets study, and where the heart finds peace. Observing the vibrancy of this spiritual environment, I was inspired to capture the essence of this divine connection in my poem. It is composed of twelve lines, following an AABBCCDDEEFF rhyme scheme, reflecting the harmony I observed in the orchard-a harmony between the students and their pursuit of both knowledge and divine grace. I hope my poem speaks to anyone who has found peace or strength in the midst of their academic journey, just as I did in the Orchard.
  • ADANMA by itz_maja
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    I am Adanma and this is my story!
  • The Great Slave by Tafdonjnr
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    A novel teaching northern nigerian children about the slave trade through the story of a young girl named kamlah. A young girl which was taken as a slave to america in the early 1800 where she met her father which was also lost when she was little , which led into a journey of self discovery and bravery. And heart throbbing events which led her back to her nation as an independent and strong woman, also including the events that conspired in the north her hometown during her absence
  • I will tell my Children by benny4wax
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    this is a poem that helps tell the story of the 2015 Presidential election in Nigeria. Its a poem that demonstrates the overall victory of democracy in my country Nigeria during the poll. It is the hope of the poet that this piece of art work would instil in the coming generation: The spirit of hard work and perseverance just as demonstrated by the elected president General Mohammadu Buhari after three failed attempt to win at three previous work presidential polls. The poet also aspire to imbibe in them the spirit of sportsmanship demonstrated by the incumbent president. After his popular congratulatory message to the eventual winner of the poll even before the end of state electoral results coalition. Thank You....
  • The Only Choice  by deelararh
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    There's a name she's been avoiding her whole life. Not because she hates him - though she'd like you to think that. But because he has always had a way of making her feel like the ground beneath her feet was slightly less stable than it was before he walked into the room. She thought it was irritation. She was wrong. Now she's nineteen, engaged to a man she didn't choose, banned from her hostel, and about to spend every day in dangerous proximity to the one person her heart apparently didn't get the memo about. *She didn't know it was him.* *He always knew it was her.* --- The Only Choice - Book Two of The Choices Series 🌚
  • The First Choice.  by deelararh
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    Zafirah Abdullahi has never had trouble finding her place in a room. Charismatic, bold, and impossibly herself, she moves through life the way she moves through a crowd - effortlessly, and always at the center of it. At Air Force Comprehensive School, she is known by everyone and loved by most, and that has always been enough. Final year was supposed to be simple. Study, survive exams, attend prom, go home. It is not simple. There is Ajmal - calm, patient, and quietly certain about her in a way that is both flattering and terrifying. There is Jawad - her cousin, her person, her most complicated relationship, whose feelings neither of them have found the courage to examine too closely. And then there is someone else entirely. Someone who doesn't fit neatly into any category she has, who looks at her without softening what he sees, and whose indifference bothers her far more than it should. Three people. Three different kinds of attention she wasn't looking for. And Zafirah, who has always known exactly who she is, slowly discovering that knowing yourself and understanding yourself are not the same thing at all. Some choices are easy. The first one never is.