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Tasha's Story

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About a Nigerian American whose life is about to fall apart. suddenly she has to get away from her comfort zone in Beverly hills to rough it up in Nigeria. that can't be easy for anyone.All Rights Reserved

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A Soldier's Homecoming || Hachiman x Yukino || (COMPLETED) by ShitsAndOrGiggles

"You're the only person who hasn't changed." Yukinoshita's words echoed through my ears which have been deaf for my entire life. She exits the house, never to be seen again. More like, I was the person to never been seen again... My father and mother had found a job that paid very well in the United States of America. Me, my little sister Komachi and my parents were forced to move into the U.S. I couldn't bring myself to tell all my... the people who I normally cooperate with in high school. I was going to graduate as a 3rd Year anyway, I doubt I would see more than half of them during adulthood. In the end, they all found out because Haruno managed to get that information out of me. Let's just say... All I did was wanted to not worry them. I mean, is there a reason to be worried that Hachiman Hikigaya has been missing? Yet 2 of my.. acquaintances, worried for me. I failed to even notice that and I paid the price. So I cut all their contact info, I hesitated to delete Yukinoshita's contact number but she had already done the deed first. "Let's go, say goodbye to Chiba." Komachi went into the car, with tears. I, Hachiman, didn't shed none, for I never had any friends in the first place right? We moved into the U.S. in California. We weren't exactly rich but we were richer than average foreigners that lived here. It was all thanks to my parent's new jobs. "So, have you found a job yet?" My father asks. Being 18, I knew I would have to find a job in a matter of months or else I'll possibly get kicked out. I threw away newspapers that were recruiting young people for small minor jobs like becoming a cashier for a fast food restaurant. Or maybe a newspaper boy and a person who puts stuff in the markets. Then I noticed a brochure that went with the newspaper. 'Become a future U.S. army soldier and help us fight in the War in Afghanistan!' "You're the only person who hasn't changed." Her last words still haunt me. But I'm just about to change myself.

So Wrong (gxg) by vsalin11

When Chloe has enough of everyone around her finding there mates. She decides to go off and live with her friends cousins pack to get her mind off of being alone. Little does she know her mate awaits.

The Bad Boy by Icebreaker21

Megan has just moved to town looking to get away from the good girl life. So she throws out those nerdy clothes and finds herself in Oklahoma, with a complete make over. She meets Toby who turns her life around, makes her see the world in a different way. will it make her wanna be with him? Then what happens when her mom shows up and sets her up on a blind date? Will she Stay with Toby? The wild, sexy, and fun guy to be with. Or Seth, who is more like her old self? find out, and unveil secrets, and unwanted drama. Also some hot love scenes :)

Stardom by honey_reedah

Noone ever talks about the middle class. A story of a typical middle class Nigerian girl struggling to find herself amidst the set societal values.

Playing House by Iyero123

18+ only! 🔥🔥🔥 | Toyin was living her best life! She had the perfect job with an Oil Major, amazing friends, a suitor and a fabulous apartment with a view of the Atlantic Ocean. Life was good until an unexpected breakup led her to the hot but NFA (No Future Ambition) Osaze. An odd pairing which helps her discover herself nonetheless. 🌴 Osaze didn't know what he was doing with his life anymore. He spontaneously quit his dream job as a top programmer with Google 3 years ago, moved back to Nigeria to start up his own tech company but failed miserably, was swindled out of his own code by ruthless business partners and is left with a million dollar debt to pay back to his investors. He now squats with a childhood friend in a dilapidated mansion (which is on the market by the way) and drinks his failure away in Lagos bars. When he meets Toyin, a young high flying oil & gas exec who has her own life together he starts to reevaluate his whole existence. Word count: 61,000 Best Rankings 📈#1 African | 20 October 2021 📈#1 Nigeria | 29 April 2021 📈#1 Lagos |11 March 2021 📈#1 NYSC | 26 Sept 2020 📈#1 Oil and gas |26 Sept 2020 📈#3 Lekki | 12 Mar 2021 📈#5 programmer | 31 Jan 2021 📈#1 Nigerian Story | 12 Mar 2021 📈#5 Naija | 12 Mar 2021 📈#3 WattpadNigeria | 12 Mar 2021 📈#10 Tech | 14 Mar 2021 📈#5 Naija | 12 Mar 2021 This is the first book in the Lagos Hustle and Love Series. (Came up with this a minute ago lol) 2nd Book: Sophia the First (Chapter 1 out in March 26th 2021) 3rd Book: Flaming Shadow (Chapter 1 out in August 6th 2021) Warning: Contains a ton of Nigerian & Black slangs (Most of them are googleable so I will leave them in italics but I will add an index of slangs chapter soon) I appreciate corrections and constructive criticism.

Beautiful Scars: Breaking Free (Christian Romance) by igniteyourlight

Family may break you, but there are strangers that will walk you through the journey of healing and help you find the light. After the death of Mary's parents, her older brother-who was just eighteen at the time- became the CEO of their parents company, Jarius Incorporated, an oil company in Nigeria. In the midst of the tragedy, he struggled to keep his parent's legacy. Meanwhile, ten year old Mary found comfort in her brother. Unfortunately, her solace was ripped away when her brother sent her off to their Uncle in the United States. Their uncle on the other hand, is wrapped up in the dark world of money, lust, drugs and arrogance. His greed pioneered a prostitution organisation, forcing Mary to grow into the work. All men are the same to her, "All they want is carnal satisfaction." Until one day, one of her clients, John, wouldn't sleep with her. He'd rather take her out for dinner as his "satisfaction." Mary isn't sure if she can trust this stranger, or is she afraid of finding love that she can never have or keep, because her freedom is constrained by her Uncle's pride and fallacy. Mary and John go on a journey, navigating their faith in a dangerous world that threatens their lives. But maybe, just maybe, Mary's smothered hope will ignite. Mary will learn that she can be made whole again by receiving Jesus as her Lord and saviour, coming as she is, bruised and shattered.

Tales of the Nigerian Girl by curious_st0ne

All my life I'v wanted to go to USA.... I lived in Nigeria for seventeen year with this dream. I've read a lot of books about this place most especially their highschool but I've never really experienced it and now the time has come for me to see if all of this is actually true.... " Ada we are here " my eyes open at the sound of my mother's voice in my ear, when I open my eye's the first thing in sight is the white ceiling of the plane. I gently get up from my seat and head towards the door.... " Finally " I'm here, I'm in America, I stare around my environment in disbelief. So this is it after a long seventeen years I'm finally here. This is a new home. It's a new beginning. I'm Sapphire Unoha a Nigerian girl in America for the first time, join me in my little adventure as I explore America. USA here I come

COMING FROM AFRICA [Completed] by Ifunanya_aa

*NOT EDITED.* *•••••*I've heard a lot about Abroad. The US specifically... Can you imagine my surprise when my mom told my sister and I one evening that she has been transferred to the US to work?! *•••••* ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ *•••••*My name is Ijeoma, and yes, I'm African. Nigerian specifically. I have always heard stories of how America is. I have watched a lot of foreign movies as well, so when my mom informed us of her transfer, my thoughts were 'Hey I've got this. It's just like in the movies. I can handle them.' What I didn't know was that the movies exaggerate about some of the stuff there. A lot of the stuff there. How the hell am I supposed to survive in this ridiculous place? A place where all my training and manners cannot be used? GOD HELP ME! *•••••* TO THE GOOD READER: THIS IS MY WORK...IF YOU SEE OR HAVE SEEN THIS STORY SOMEWHERE ELSE, PLEASE DO WELL TO INFORM ME😁 TO THE DING DONG WHO TRIES TO STEAL MY WORK: I WILL HUNT YOU DOWN AND RUIN YOU🙂

Bed of roses by joannajoha

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MAD WOMAN by catherinethewilliams

My sister has always attracted the wrong crowd who didn't hesitate to take advantage of her meek heart. Right from small, Zikora's naïvety always made me fight with every single one of her 'friends'. I have never been comfortable with any of her so-called friendships. Not even the one she was in at the moment with her new roommate. Funny enough was that I actually liked their relationship. It was pure, true, and more of a sisterhood. For the first time in history, Zikora made a true friend. I inwardly approved of the friendship, when the girl in question, didn't think twice in lunging a frying pan at my little sister's ex-boyfriend. And I know as you're reading this, you may ask yourself, what was my issue then? My issue wasn't with the friendship, but the babe herself. Her appearance reminded me of that Disney princess that had the complexion of a vampire. Snow White, very innocent looking creature. But that girl was the definition of a werey in disguise. Chineke ekwela! And I know you've already started judging me as the problematic character already. I am not problematic, she is. You may begin to think that okay I'm probably overreacting. Oga, Aunty, I am not overreacting. On the first day of meeting her, this babe carried her old fashioned okrika shoe that looked like it suffered for nineteen years, and threw it at the glass of my car while I was driving. Aunty, ha si na hel zipụ gị, ma-ọbụ site n'oké ọhịa ọjọọ dị n'obodo m? {did they send you from hell, or from the evil forest in my village?} That one is her business sha. She should just carry her small bum bum and stay on her own, because she's really getting on my nerves. I don't blame her, because she knows she's fine. That's why she's doing all this bullshit. But all that I know is using the word 'mad' in a sentence, I would say; Biboere Mirabel Madagascar is a MAD WOMAN. Come and fight me.

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A Soldier's Homecoming || Hachiman x Yukino || (COMPLETED)

"You're the only person who hasn't changed." Yukinoshita's words echoed through my ears which have been deaf for my entire life. She exits the house, never to be seen again. More like, I was the person to never been seen again... My father and mother had found a job that paid very well in the United States of America. Me, my little sister Komachi and my parents were forced to move into the U.S. I couldn't bring myself to tell all my... the people who I normally cooperate with in high school. I was going to graduate as a 3rd Year anyway, I doubt I would see more than half of them during adulthood. In the end, they all found out because Haruno managed to get that information out of me. Let's just say... All I did was wanted to not worry them. I mean, is there a reason to be worried that Hachiman Hikigaya has been missing? Yet 2 of my.. acquaintances, worried for me. I failed to even notice that and I paid the price. So I cut all their contact info, I hesitated to delete Yukinoshita's contact number but she had already done the deed first. "Let's go, say goodbye to Chiba." Komachi went into the car, with tears. I, Hachiman, didn't shed none, for I never had any friends in the first place right? We moved into the U.S. in California. We weren't exactly rich but we were richer than average foreigners that lived here. It was all thanks to my parent's new jobs. "So, have you found a job yet?" My father asks. Being 18, I knew I would have to find a job in a matter of months or else I'll possibly get kicked out. I threw away newspapers that were recruiting young people for small minor jobs like becoming a cashier for a fast food restaurant. Or maybe a newspaper boy and a person who puts stuff in the markets. Then I noticed a brochure that went with the newspaper. 'Become a future U.S. army soldier and help us fight in the War in Afghanistan!' "You're the only person who hasn't changed." Her last words still haunt me. But I'm just about to change myself.