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RAVAGED (Under Reconstruction )

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Parts 6
Time 18m

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1...2...3 that's how it goes right? 
That's how it's supposed to go.... That's how it's always been. 

Now imagine if you are told that it's wrong, that's not how it goes, rather it's 2....5....1 or something completely different. 

You'd call it a scam right? 

That's how I felt when everything I seemed to hold on to since birth, started deteriorating..... Piece by piece.... Strand by strand.... It all felt surreal to me. 


But I won't let it..... This wall built won't go down easy. 


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Please this is my very first book........ever. I guarantee there will be typos, the story line may possibly stray. But I'll try my best to make it it worth your read


#213 in Christianity 29/15/18

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Before you go by meemxy

"Listen to me Qurratul Ayn, before you go, I want to know; did I ever offend you? Is my love for you too little?" I can feel his hand hovering over mine. He wants to hold it, but he knows better than to do that. "Please, I don't want to do this now. My flight is in thirty minutes." I can feel the tears wetting my Niqab. "No! I want to know. Where did I go wrong? Was it money? I didn't feed you well? I didn't clothe you? My love wasn't enough for you? I need to know, all those years! You're seriously willing to throw them away like they were nothing?" A sob breaks out but I manage to hide it behind a cough. I take a silent deep breath and turn, my Niqab swaying and making a whip sound. "It's not like, they really were nothing! Look, I don't have it in me to explain myself. You said you'd give me whatever I want? Then leave me be. I never loved you okay! I never did, it was all a sham, a facade!" His hand that was looming over mine falls limp beside him and he staggers back. "You're lying." He laughs. It's as if he's trying to convince himself. I scoff. "You think so? Well take a look at this." His eyes fill with tears and he takes one of his hands and place it on his mouth. He can't believe that it's actually true. "Okay, Fa'iza." My heart breaks. He never calls me that, ever. "I know something is wrong, and wallahi I'm going to find it out and bring you back to my house in six months. I promise." I feel my heart squeeze knowing his promise can never come to pass, ever. Death is nearing me so nothing can be done. Absolutely nothing. * Ten years of loving, doting over each other and marriage, Fa'iza upped and suddenly said she wanted out of the marriage. After months of persuasion and blackmail, Bello let her go, but before she left, he made a promise. Would he be able to fulfill this promise? STARTED: COMPLETED:

Our Journey With Him [A Christian Romance] by Sophie_dara

Stephanie Darasimi Ajayi is a 27 year old freelance interior designer in Lagos, Nigeria. At that age, with no prospective husband, everyone starts to bother her about finding a partner, but no one seems to get that she is trusting God's timing with her future spouse. He has promised her that He has someone for her, but she has to trust His timing. Omotayo Jayden Williams just turned 30. Although he owns a thriving restaurant, his mum has decided not to see past the fact that he is not married and seems to have no desire for women. Why can't she understand that he just needs time to heal from his last relationship and reconnect with God. They meet in a not-so-pleasant way at a friend's wedding and seem to keep seeing each other around. Coincidence?... I think not. Come on this journey with Stephanie and Tayo as they seek to put God first while navigating this thing called life. ~ "Are you really upset with me? I was joking.... o de ti binu beyen (and you're already angry)" he chuckles. "Jokes are supposed to be funny, Tayo." I reply with an unimpressed look. "Alright, I'm sorry." He walks up to me and with his arms wrapped around my waist and my back to his chest, he whispers slowly delivering gentle kisses to my neck "Ife mi, ayo mi, eni okan mi (my love, my joy, the one who owns my heart), please forgive me for teasing you about your hair" I giggle at his attempt to win my forgiveness even though we both know that I wasn't really angry. Turning to face him, I'm in awe by the fact that this is what my life is now; engaged to this beautiful, God seeking, loving, intelligent man, I'm nothing short of blessed. God really does keep his promises. "Forgiven." ~ This book will not contain explicit scenes or cursing, but it will include the everyday struggles of anyone seeking God in this generation... That being said, I pray this book reaches and helps someone who feels like they relate to the topics in this book... HAPPY READING 🤗🫶🏾

A Promise From My Heart by Queen_of_blooms

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A twist of hatred by ameeyrerh1

A coming of love story which begins with hatred . Yazid a handsome, cruel and chilling 18 year old son of a multi billionaire was very upset about the idea of his cousin coming to stay with his family. He will never let it happen, he just can't even imagine sharing his First luv with any body . Iman on the other hand being the naive girl who run away from loneliness and anxiety had no idea of what awaits for her in Nigeria. Could it be better than what she ran away from? As he was being persuaded for the girl's stay by his Mom whom he call his First love , he devoutly hope she will keep her promise of not giving more attention to the Arab girl than him. When he saw her for the first time she was so damn beautiful but never good for his liking. He after all kept his promise for making her life hell. Due to the extreme suffering, he thought she will run away but the reverse is the case When the fight began, nothing could be seen other than a great animosity that will never let them sort out their differences. Follow me and find out how these two ended up in a trap neither of them can escape from...a trap they ended up falling into under a great strain to save the life of whom they cherish to live their whole lives with. Read the enticing, exhilarating, thrilling , entertaining and romantic love story to find out how love won against hatred..how true love prevails..

LAURA by Sweethooneydew

Follow the story of Laura who is about to be forced into marriage to a criminal by her father after the death of her mentally ill mother With the help of her grandmother they both ran away from their village. She starts a new life somewhere else. A rich man walks into her life and blackmails her to work for him. Will love bloom between them? Find out how other long buried truth will be revealed. Abdulrahim Muhammad Kura. One of Abuja's most eligible bachelor. The CEO of PEARLS CONSTRUCTIONS. All his life he has always gotten what he wants because of him being the only son among 4 girls. Women flaunt themselves around him but he only has eyes for one. Fareeda his girlfriend of five years. When Laura rejected his offer to come work for him. He knew he most get her to work for him so she can be at his beck and call always " please stop teasing me I am not yours" I pleaded. "You are mine Laura. You are mine, I don't know how it happened but I fell for you my love. I love you Laura I do. I cannot let another guy take you from me. that is why I lost my cool earlier when I saw you with that guy. Do you know how many of my friends I had to warn to stay away from you during this wedding. You can call me selfish I don't care I just want you to myself. I want you to be mine alone. I love you and please marry me" he concluded. I was too stunned to say anything. Did I hear him say he love me. he said he is in love with me. Wait he asked me to marry him. Is he serious. ..............................................

Flaws Of An African Girl (COMPLETED/UNEDITED) by yvonnenezi8

Ranked #2 in Africa (6/08/18) Ranked #3 in Nigeria (9/08/18) Ranked #6 in Naija (8/08/18) Chikamharida is a girl that has always felt inferior to everyone,her heart has been broken a million times by close friends and even family. She feels like she is not worth living and she suffers from anxiety disorders and depression. She would soon be leaving for college,will she be able to pass through it with that mindset or is this mission just suicidal?...she has always wanted to be remembered in life,can she achieve those dreams? Flaws of an African Girl is book about the stigma and misconceptions related to mental illnesses. "Do you see those sunflowers over there? They look so free and at ease. They bloom in happiness without giving a care about the world. They are so beautiful. You know, I easily get intrigued by nature; it so beautiful. Sometimes, I wish I could be like the birds. They are so free. They are limitless. They are not enslaved or imprisoned to one place. They have freedom to fly and stop wherever they want to. No one can stop them from flying and singing in the morning sun. There is no restriction to life in their world. They thrive in freedom. They have no expectations to live up to; you don't need to live up to any standards, all you need to do is live. As humans, we are not expected to live that way. We grew up in a society where there are standards and norms everyone is expected to follow. There are limits to what we can do and where we can go. Some people are lucky and bypass those norms. Some of us aren't that lucky. Some of us don't have physical freedom, emotional freedom or even spiritual freedom. We are imprisoned by forces around us and forced to do things that we don't want to do but who are we to complain, right? It's the norm of the society." Cover photo by @jane_lausten

$DEPTH OF PAIN{completed} by bettie_butter_$

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Default Title - The Next Bride by bluestockings90

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Before you go

"Listen to me Qurratul Ayn, before you go, I want to know; did I ever offend you? Is my love for you too little?" I can feel his hand hovering over mine. He wants to hold it, but he knows better than to do that. "Please, I don't want to do this now. My flight is in thirty minutes." I can feel the tears wetting my Niqab. "No! I want to know. Where did I go wrong? Was it money? I didn't feed you well? I didn't clothe you? My love wasn't enough for you? I need to know, all those years! You're seriously willing to throw them away like they were nothing?" A sob breaks out but I manage to hide it behind a cough. I take a silent deep breath and turn, my Niqab swaying and making a whip sound. "It's not like, they really were nothing! Look, I don't have it in me to explain myself. You said you'd give me whatever I want? Then leave me be. I never loved you okay! I never did, it was all a sham, a facade!" His hand that was looming over mine falls limp beside him and he staggers back. "You're lying." He laughs. It's as if he's trying to convince himself. I scoff. "You think so? Well take a look at this." His eyes fill with tears and he takes one of his hands and place it on his mouth. He can't believe that it's actually true. "Okay, Fa'iza." My heart breaks. He never calls me that, ever. "I know something is wrong, and wallahi I'm going to find it out and bring you back to my house in six months. I promise." I feel my heart squeeze knowing his promise can never come to pass, ever. Death is nearing me so nothing can be done. Absolutely nothing. * Ten years of loving, doting over each other and marriage, Fa'iza upped and suddenly said she wanted out of the marriage. After months of persuasion and blackmail, Bello let her go, but before she left, he made a promise. Would he be able to fulfill this promise? STARTED: COMPLETED: