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Mercenary Wife – 1

Mercenary Wife – 1

EPISODES: 2. 3. 4. 5. 6. 7. 8. 9. 10. ♥ It was a fashionable society wedding. The kind that dazed the imagination of guests and that had them talking above whispers. More »

He Knows You – do you?

He Knows You – do you?

Who better than the one who created a thing to know it? I always think to myself, I know myself. No one knows me like I know myself. No one gets me. More »

Dinner For Two

Dinner For Two

EPISODES: 2. 3. 4. 5. 6. 7. 8. CHAPTER ONE  ♥  The thought of her made his heart skip. It literally did—each, and every moment, he thought of her. And he thought of More »

Body On My Doorstep

Body On My Doorstep

EPISODES: 2. 3. 4. 5. 6. 7. One ♣ THE jarring noise punctured my eardrums, pierced into my subconscious and destroyed my lavish sleep and picturesque dream. Damn! I hated alarm clocks. I More »

Key To My Heart

Key To My Heart

KTHH EPISODES TEN  ♣ ♥ ♣  HE rattled the iron-cast knocker that swung down the side of the gate. He hadn’t knocked first time he’d stopped by, he was doing so this More »

Key To My Heart

Key To My Heart

EPISODES: 2. 3. 4. 5. 6. 7. 8. 9. 10. 11. 12. 13. 14. 15. 16. 17. ONE ♣ ♥ ♣ THE sun was still up in the sky but shadowed by the More »

The Forgiving Lover – my 1st story

The Forgiving Lover – my 1st story

TFL: 2. 3. 4. 5. 6. 7. This was my first ever written story. I wrote it at 13—June/July of the year 1990. Then I self-edited it three months later, October 1990. More »

Unfaithful 2 – Flash Fiction

Unfaithful 2 – Flash Fiction

“How long have you been seeing him?” Again. My head reminded my battered heart to add again, but I could not muster the effort. “A month or so.” Ama didn’t look at More »

This One Night – Micro Fiction

This One Night – Micro Fiction

So yesterday Toykathy made a teasing remark on the Writers’ Guide 101 post about me writing an Erotica. Not a genre I have particular talent for but I once had my trial More »

House on the Hill

House on the Hill

EPISODES: 2. 3. 4. 5. 6. 7. 8. 9. 10. 11. 12. 13. 14. 15. 16. 17. 18. One ₪ MOYO TRAMPED DOWN the dusty sidewalk of the two-lane highway. The evening sky More »

Kiss Me If You Can – 1

Kiss Me If You Can – 1

EPISODES: 2. 3. 4. 5. 6. 7. Kiss me if you can. It’s the title of a Ghanaian movie, I know. Not quite original since there is Catch me if you can More »

TIT FOR TAT – 3

TIT FOR TAT – 3

Read Two. PART THREE  ADESE emptied the content of the last pot into the bin, then took the bin outside and came back in through the kitchen backdoor. She blew out a More »

The Marriage Ultimatum

The Marriage Ultimatum

TMU EPISODES CHAPTER TWENTY-ONE ♥ He had gotten back to their hotel room and found her gone. She had taken only her handbag and phone with her. The suitcase she’d brought along More »

 

Key To My Heart

KTMH EPISODES

SEVENTEEN 

♣ ♥ ♣ 

PATRICIA, the young man was talking to me, and it wasn’t an event to eavesdrop on.” Nnadim chided. But there was apprehension beneath the reproving tone as he stared at his granddaughter’s resolute stance.

“I wasn’t going to eavesdrop. Came in for something and was going to ask to bring you people drinks when I heard him.” Patti switched her gaze to Isidore. “Good thing I did too, for I will now save you both presuming too much. You would come ask my grandfather’s permission to marry me before you asked mine?”

“Yes, I would.” Isidore answered. “It was how our father’s and their father’s before them did it.”

“How traditional.” Patti scorned. “Well, I’ll save you getting the wrong answer—I won’t marry you. I told you before, I don’t want any man anymore in my life.”

Isidore absently noted the old man withdrawing but his focus was all on her. “You still think me any man, Patti?”

Margaret X – 5

MX EPISODES

5

HE OPENED MY EYES

 

I was not an innocent, not in the true sense of the word where both mind and body is pure and uncorrupted. I had been touched before. Intimately touched and I knew, even then, that it was wrong. I did not ask to be touched. I did not go looking for one to touch me. I was too young to seek these things when it happened to me.

If I was fifteen now, then that unwanted intimate touch happened when I was nine.

I was sleeping at the small shed provided by the row of stores I usually stayed in front to beg for food and money. The old woman I lived with had died by this time and to survive, I sometimes ran errands for shop owners, other times I gathered whatever money I was given and bought a bag of pure water and sold.

I did not do this often, selling pure water sachets, maybe because I found it too tedious and begging by roadsides often fetched me enough to feed anyway.

Key To My Heart

KTMH EPISODES

SIXTEEN 

♣ ♥ ♣ 

SHE was in his house, in his bedroom, on his bed—and that made him happy. It had taken some doing getting her there, and getting her to let down her guard and relax.

Isidore looked at her now. She wasn’t pretty facially. But she had a great body type. Type that made him dream things and wish for much more. She was stubborn and overly independent. But she had a kind heart and was very resourceful—he wanted her no other way. He was in love with her. He had admitted it to himself some good many days now.

He would be admitting it to her… at some point when she wasn’t apt to panic and run.

Darn, he was admitting it today. He loved her and he wanted her. Wanted to love and protect and take care of her.

“My face won’t change because you stare long at it.”

Welcome to August

Just simply saying welcome to

august

And wishing every one of us a month full of God’s blessing and unexpected miracles.

Let us take in these words of Steve Job: “Your time is limited, so don’t waste it living someone else’s life. Don’t be trapped by dogma–which is living with the results of other people’s thinking. Don’t let the noise of other’s opinions drown out your own inner voice. And most importantly, have the courage to follow your heart and intuition. They somehow already know what you truly want to become. Everything else is secondary.”

And to all celebrating their birthdays, and other anniversaries, this month, wishing your eight-fold blessings in multiple, manifold ways.

Cheers, everyone

Key To My Heart

KTMH EPISODES

FIFTEEN 

♣ ♥ ♣ 

SHE was doing it again—getting carried away with the romance of the moment. She thought of him all the time. They talked every day now. When he wasn’t calling, he was stopping over on his way back from work. She liked him. Why deny what made her smile into the air for no just reason?

But only a fool walked the same path and got stung by the same bush thorns. Patti knew that and decided to do something about clearing her pathway.

She pulled into the compound of Nweke Okolo minutes after making the decision. And lucky for her, Isioma was out on the veranda of her father’s house.

“Ah Patti, good day to you.” Isioma smiled her welcome. “Here to deliver something for my mother?”

“Not today, Isioma.” Patti kept her own smile agreeable. “In fact, it is glad I am to see you out here. Is your parents at home, so I can go in and greet them?”

Key To My Heart

KTMH EPISODES

FOURTEEN 

♣ ♥ ♣ 

THERE was nothing wrong in coming to see him, Patti consoled herself. They weren’t enemies and she could say hello to a man without it ending in something permanent.

She was just being sociable. She added the excuse when her head still warred with her heart. And then grimaced because her head decided to remind her that she’d sworn never to be sociable with city-bred kinds ever again.

Too late now to turn tail and head back home, she silently argued.

“Hey, Nurse Carol. How’s the work going today?” Patti aimed her most casual smile.

“Work is slow today. Which is good since that is a sign that people are healthy.” Nurse Carol’s smile was friendly. “How’s work at the farm?”

“Going on. The raining season has been a blessing.”

Key To My Heart

KTMH EPISODES

THIRTEEN 

♣ ♥ ♣ 

WAS he really the good man for her?

Patti did not curse this time, as she had done plenty times before, when that question rolled into her mind. It was pointless cursing. Just as it was pointless evading a thought that would not let her be. She might not have thought of a man in the five years since she’d left the one man who’d set off her decision to keep away from men, but she was doing so now.

And she seemed to be making up for lost time with the frequency with which she did, she thought with a hiss. She didn’t want to think about Isidore. She didn’t want to think about good men… or bad men. She didn’t want to wish, to desire—to hope.

But she was doing all of them, and with a consistency that alarmed her.

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