Truelife Stories

Indila James a young lady with a kind heart in a wicked world. Indila is a Nigerian girl who has a "perfect family". What happens when she comes in contact with a familiar face, what happens when that face belongs to none other than Terry Otedola her old crush, what happens when the worst comes to pass? Will she still have a crush on him or crush him. Well go on this journey with her to find out. Just like any typical high school bully Terry Otedola has a gang of friends who do and say every thing he does, they help him run the school the way he wants it. But the real question is, is he really as evil on the inside as he is on the outside or does he just put up a facade every time he goes back to the four walls of Waleed International school. Waleed international School a place where all the rich kids in Port Harcourt go and where the middle class or lower class dream to go to. In this school there's more than just brains, there's gossip, rumors, mystery, and most importantly life. With all the sexual tension present do you think Indila will actually remain a good girl? well read to find out。

Okay so this is xBookWormGirlx and i'm gonna do a collaberation with _Hannahraerae. These are some of the funny real life things that happen to us. We are gonna update everyweek so you have something to look forward to. So i hope you like this book and Later. xBookWormGirlx signing out. _Hannahraerae signing out. :D PEACE :D

After finding out her boyfriend cheated on her Claire decides to live her life to the fullest. Not realizing boy band guitarist Adam would walk into her life. Now it's up to her to stop her feelings for him or to become completely addicted.

'Life's a bitch and when you treat life like a bitch be prepared for it to treat you back in the same way.'.. "I never really looked at life as a challenge, always thought of it as a game, took me by surprise when I wanted to end it as fast as I started it.".. Like any average teenager, Kiara didn't give a flying fuck about anyone and the only thing she cared about was having a bit of fun, drugs and boys. She played life like it was a game with a set of rules and didn't care if she had to bend the rules to get what she wanted. But what will happen when a she starts to fall for a certain boy, will she run from her feelings or will she follow her heart. or will her game turn around and play her back.

Labarine akan wata yarinya, labarine mai cike da barkwanci, taba zuciya, garari tausayi, qunci, sanadin mahaifiyar data kawota duniya da mahaifinta..............

I have read this book in rl so I thought I would share it with you it anyone can read it female , male or any Gender I will be updated every day something I will upload 3 or 5 parts

Kelvin became an Orphan at the age of 15 and left to fend for himself by his cruel aunt, he later became an addict who Over dosed couple of times, which was as a result of depression and what he sees on the other side. Did his coma scenes become a reality? Find out in this book. It my first story, please pardon my errors and over look my excesses. Thanks ☺

ratatouille is seggsy about two girls who KNOW that the rats are coming enjoy lolskies

Two people meet at work an have such an instant connection. He is her sanctuary from her abusive boyfriend. They start having a private meeting outside of work. They travel all over just to spend time together. Things get hot an heavy. Feelings arise. Is it lust or more? While together there is no one else in the world. Things get complicated.. They have to quit talking will they find their way back to each other read to find out...

Roses aren't red. Violets aren't blue. I like to write poems, These ones are for you.

"Everything I know That I belong to you You are meant for me & I FOR YOU..." ~2krazywinit : I 4 U ~DecadeOfLove ^_^ WattysRank :- Highest till date :- #145 - 3/8/15 ☺❤ ups & downs are going to hapn! ~HeartBeat :*

It's been three years. Why am I still like this?

Complied with some article that needs to open their mind with using critical thinking. I just want to share my articles; some articles were made as my activity, and some articles were made as my personal. These are articles for the purpose of entertainment and to let people think critically. However, this book isn't involved with everyone or any issues-just I want my opinion. ✍︎ 𝙿𝙴𝙽𝚆𝙷𝙴𝙴𝙻𝚂𝙴𝙻𝙻𝙰𝙽𝙳𝙼𝙸𝙲 𝙸𝚂 𝚂𝚄𝙿𝙿𝙾𝚁𝚃𝙸𝙽𝙶 𝙾𝙽 𝙿𝙻𝙰𝙶𝙸𝙰𝚁𝙸𝚂𝙼 𝙰𝚂 𝙰 𝙲𝚁𝙸𝙼𝙴 𝙰𝙲𝙲𝙾𝚁𝙳𝙸𝙽𝙶 𝚃𝙾 𝚃𝙷𝙴 𝙻𝙰𝚆✍︎ All rights reserved By the author Penwheelsellandmic

Adrianna is a young mother raising an infant baby girl in the hood .She's Independent,Trusts Easily and has been crossed by the ones she called friends.Now she's a loner until she Finds true love and moves out the hood into a Life she always Dreamed of.

My life

It's a story about life. I dedicated this story to the person who lack in self esteem, who feel like the world hates him or her and to those person who depress right now. " Oo nga't hindi mo na maibabalik ang nakalipas at nawala sa'yo, subalit buksan mo lang lagi ang kalooban mo at maniwala ka. May darating o papalit na mas better pa kaysa sa nawala mo o moment na nais mo pa sanang balikan." Join Sleepy Nozomi and Shinzoo Kuroi to the journey of their story. Warning and please don't forget:Bring your own handkerchief for your own sake.

Beybe short

Oh, how life can be so fleeting and fragile, One moment filled with joy and laughter, The next, the grim reaper comes knocking at the door, Leaving hearts shattered and lives forever altered. On that wintry day, the children played with glee, But death had other plans. It seemed to be the streets of Archina, once alive and vibrant, Now turned into a scene of mourning and lament. Oh, the pain and agony etched on my neighbor's faces, Siblings and loved ones on the floor, crying out in various places, A father, waiting to welcome a new life, Now answering the call of death's cruel knife. Questions upon questions arose in my mind, Was it my morning prayers, or my innocent childhood left behind? But alas, time had ticked on, and Mum was gone, Betrayed by death, I sat and wondered what went wrong. Years later, death came knocking again, But this time, it was my turn to face its end. Lying lifeless for thirteen hours, my spirit went away, To the land of darkness or light, I could not say. But one thing I knew, I was not ready to surrender, Goals unaccomplished, love unrequited, children unfathered, I refused to be like a dying man's script, Broken in mind, spirit, and flesh, all aptly equipped. No, I was fierce, and fearless, and ready to fight, For I knew it was either life or death, with all my might. And at the fourteenth hour, I opened my eyes, I saw the light, and realized that second chances do arise. So now I live each day with gratitude and purpose, Knowing that life is a gift, and death is just a surface, I won't be betrayed twice, for I choose to embrace, The beauty of life, the hope, the love, and the grace.

I wanted to finally be able to get things off my chest!