Where Dandelions Die

Where Dandelions Die

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WpMetadataNoticeDernière publication mar., juil. 15, 2025
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Romance
"You say you hate me, but your eyes...they only ever look for me." Lanre's deep and velvety voice boomed despite its low tone, his eyes never leaving her face. Wunmi felt her face heat up under his gaze and quickly retorted, her eyes narrowed at him. "That's not true." She felt the vibration again, but this time it came from the rich laughter that escaped him. "What's so funny?" "I know you pinch your thumb when you lie," his eyes dropped down to where her right thumb was still held captive by her other fingers. "So... why don't you try again?" When love defies tradition, who pays the price? In the ancient Yoruba village of Ile-Aye, Prince Lanre returns from his studies in Lagos to find his world unchanged, bound by rigid customs and expectations. But everything shifts when he meets Adewunmi, the spirited daughter of the village's most talented aso oke weaver, whose sharp tongue and fierce independence challenge everything he thought he knew about love and duty. Their forbidden romance blooms in secret-stolen moments by moonlit streams, whispered promises beneath ancient baobab trees, and stolen kisses that taste of rebellion and hope. But when war erupts between neighbouring villages, their love becomes a luxury neither can afford. As enemy forces close in, the village elders demand an impossible choice: sacrifice their love to forge political alliances, or watch their people perish in the flames of conflict. With Adunni facing the horror of becoming the old king's concubine and Adebayo bound to marry a foreign princess, they must decide what they're willing to lose for love and what they're willing to fight for. Muibah Aboderin 9|07|2025
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At War

"Obanma if you keep vibrating like a car engine, neither of us would get good sleep. I can feel the bed shaking from way over there" He gestured at the edge of the bed where lay he before. Her mouth couldn't form any words in her own defense. "I've been battling with pneumonia I would have left the bed for you. Those tiles might just worsen my case. Besides there's enough space to fit two more people on this bed." She only nodded still staring at him and recoiling inwardly at the proximity between them. Adaugo had once told her that being on the same bed with a man could make her pregnant. Oh Biology her saviour! " I am not that kind of man, I offered you a place to rest for the night and that you shall get. Sleeping with your Jean trousers on, one foot in and foot out of the bed, huddling at the edge which is quite close to the door, wouldn't really save you if I wanted something else. I am a man, I am stronger and faster. So please relax, stop shaking and go to sleep. I have a very busy schedule tomorrow and just like you, I can't sleep unless my surrounding is suitable for sleeping " How did he know all that? Was he a mind reader too? She nodded again then slowly relaxed on the bed, still very much awake. Sleeping was not really what one did in enemy camp. He smiled, gently rolling over to his side to really have a look at her. She was truly very beautiful and innocent. He knew deep down that she could escape if she wanted to, he was no superman and she would definitely elude him. His hands itched to caress and hold her, that feeling was not alien, he had always felt protective of the girl. Onyedikachi simply turned to the other side of the bed with a smile on his face and very familiar words in his heart as exhaustion drove him to sleep. Smart girl! *** Two families living peacefully as neighbors till an unfortunate event turns them into arch enemies. How long will their war last when love decides to make their children mediators?

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