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  • Reads 37,194
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  • Parts 49
  • Time 28h 5m
Complete, First published May 14, 2021
~~~ Teasers ~~~


"What are we going to do now?" 

Everyone turned towards her, the same fear that was in her eyes was also in theirs. "Who's going to die next?" "Kaluku (Anyone) should just bekaiful with the question they're asking cause I as I am bayii, I can kill someone. Irú èwo Iboro oshi niyẹn? Ibeere radarada (What kind of stupid question is that?). It's your mother that will die next" Fisayo snapped pointing fingers at her.

  "Haba! There's no need for vayolence, madam be calming down" 

"Kaluku ki ọ pa enu re mo, ti ọ ba fẹ kí ayé rẹ ki ọ run (Some people should shut up If they don't want their lives to get ruined) , shut up before I do weré for you. As I am right now, my head is not correct, my sanity is gone. I can shuk (stab) somebody to death so nobody should even dasi (interfer)."

"Ki la ma se ni si yii, (What are we going to do now?) You guys are not answering" 

"Ma lo ọbẹ fi gun ọ  (I'll stab you with a knife) and I will fucking throw your fucking body in a fucking canal. Then we'll know the person that has died next, oshisko" 

All eyes turned towards Amazing who was sitting quietly at the corner.  "Amazing say something, what are we going to do. What are we going to do?" 

"What do you want me to say?" 

"Something...... Anything" 







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Eight ladies in their prime search for the perfect love and happiness experience. No matter what they do, nothing can make their lives any better, it almost feels like they are all cursed . 

Is it even a curse or it's self caused? 

35 years old AmazingGrace,  swims against the tide using her faith race, hoping for love and happiness even in the midst of the chaos; against all odds and craziness and a freaking ten percent choking chance! 

Can she get out of it, will she ever overcome the madness? 









  



Dive in guys!!!



It's going to be fun!!🤸💃
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Before you go by meemxy
16 parts Complete
"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:
COLD (a nigerian story) by BeautyYoungWriter_
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Tseju's Bayo  by OyegokeMitchelBunmi
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16 parts Complete

"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: