Broken
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Cover credit @ChidChick Battered and Broken. Two words to describe Amanda. Born with a silver spoon and raised with a golden cup, Amanda had the perfect life on papers. But behind those perfectly adorned make ups and overly expensive accessories was a woman battered and broken, left with nothing but bitterness and pain. Hot tempered and rude was a mild way to put it, independent and strong another. Determined not to make the same mistake as her mother, Amanda will do anything but get married, but when she's presented with a marriage agreement by the one man she hates the most, she will do anything to thwart it. And what Amanda wants she gets, unless what she wants are two opposing things... *** Henry's life was perfect until his uncaring father decided to care. Familiar with the opposite gender, he has always loved demure, submissive, innocent and easy to bend women. But being presented with a marriage proposal, to a woman who he knew was far from what he wanted, he was determined to go against it. But the chocolate eyed, easily irked beauty like a magnet draws him in. Drawn into the family with enough trouble to put Igbo, Hausa and Yoruba to shame and enough hatred that surpass the three, Henry was just about to realize that money may not entirely be the solution. With death threats looming, and an obsessed psycho on the loose, the story is about to get more intense. With everybody a suspect Henry will just have to wonder, what exactly has he gotten himself into. *** "Is that so? He doesn't seem to think so, he looks like one who will want to keep you for himself, but unfortunately he's late, cause we are already engaged." "Don't be too certain" she retorted, "if everything goes as plan we will soon go our separate ways" his hold on her tightened, she couldn't help her body's reactions to that. "Maybe till then" he whispered, his voice hoarse "but as of now, and as long as this engagement is on. You.Are.Mine."
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MAD WOMAN

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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