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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 »

 

I got a testimony

Happy Sunday, y’all.

I just want to testify.

You know, many times, we think we can only testify when something “big” has happened in our lives. Like we bought a brand new car, like we are pregnant with a baby after TTC for five years, like we finally got engaged at 34 and after a zillion disappointments, like we got that big contract, got a promotion, got a new job, got healed of cancer, fibroid… and all of that.

For us, as Christians, those are recognizable miracle. Awesome miracles. Testifiable miracles. And when we hear such testimonies, we wow and clap and make that joyful noise to the Lord.

And all of that is good.

He did it, so give Him the glory.

But that is not all He’s done. The “big” things are not all He does. The “significantly visible” things are not all He’s doing.  He does the small things too. He does the unseen things too. And those “small” and “unseen” things are the greater miracles.

Ndubuisi – 3

ND EPISODES

3 

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IF the lizard did not puff up its chest in courage to take the jump from the rooftop, then it would not have the chance to nod its head in pride at its landing.

Her mother used to tell her that when she skulked at corners, twisting her fingers as she scraped up the courage to approach her father for a favour.

She was twisting her fingers now, wringing them around the hem of her blouse and rubbing them hard against the heated satin fabric when her palms became damp with sweat.

The thick curtains that acted as door for the canteen were drawn to the sides, leaving the entranceway widely open. She wouldn’t go through it though. She had no wish to enter the canteen. Someone might notice and call to her and she preferred to escape such notice that would definitely end in questions, unsolicited counsels and then sighs of pity.

Sleepy Saturday

The alarm clock rang. She flung out a hand and punched it shut. A clang announced its fall. She grumped, sniffed and rolled on her left side. The piggy little noises resumed again.

It was sleepy Saturday and her plans were… no plans!

Hiya, peeps, it’s Saturday and I am calling it: sleepy Saturday. I got one plan and that is: put up my feet… well, right after I’m done with today’s episode of Ndubuisi and have it posted  🙄

But you… what’s your Saturday plan? Who had a mega Friday night last night? Anyone still hungover?  😮

Who’s going to remain under the covers all day long and let the world sweep by in slow, rhythmic streams, huh?

Wishing you a super great Saturday and remember:

Cheers  🙂

Say Yes – 5

SY EPISODES

#5

Say Yes.

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She was on her bed, in her bedroom, right inside her house. Eve peered down at herself—and she was wearing her night shirt.

So, it’d really been a dream.

All of it? Or just… some of it?

She raised her head to stare at her mother. She was busy inside her closet, sorting through her clothes for laundry. She liked to handle those sorts of things. “Mum… I came home last night?”

“Of course you came home last night. Are you not here now? I did ask you though to sleep over at Lindy’s because of the rain. But you didn’t listen to your mother.” She clucked her tongue. “Walked in here soaked and soggy like a wet rag.”

It had rained.

It had been raining when she’d gotten into the cab. That part had been true. “Did I come home in a cab, mum?”

Her mother ducked out her head from the closet. “But of course, you did! What else would you have come in? You’re not still woolly headed, are you? You sure were when you staggered in last night.” She clucked her tongue again and her head went back in the closet. “Anyway, you should get up and start getting ready or you’ll be late to work. Still going over to Lindy’s after work?”

Say Yes – 4

SY EPISODES

#4

When you believe, you love.

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The thud against the bare earth whooshed the breath out of her.

“Oh heavens!” Eve groaned, staggering off the ground and inhaling and exhaling to steady her wild beating heart. “That was some long fall. And from where?”

She peered up at the skies and was mildly surprised to find it clothed in pearly white and blue clouds with the sun peaking out of it and lighting the surrounding atmosphere.

“I’ve never seen the sky so beautiful before.” She muttered, dropping her gaze to glance around studiously. “Where the heck are we now and in what era are we in?”

And where was Adam?

She whirled around, calling out. “Adam?”

There was no response and he was nowhere in sight.

Ah, books… #sigh

Who is feeling this way? Or ever felt that way?

Like you’ve read all the books on your shelf, reread most and read all of those on your mobile device… all ’em TM David-West’s and now… there’s just nothing to do and you’re like: “oh lawd, what next do I do with myself?”

Who’s feeling this way? And feels like screaming at me… or some other writer:

 

It’s all about gist today and I want to hear how you are feeling with no new reads… so, let’s talk.

And you have a great day.

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how TM’s feeling though:

…oh, times that by 50… #walking-away-and-whistling

One More Time… And Forever – 2

OMTAF EPISODES

CHAPTER TWO

 

Mid-April didn’t always come with heavy downpour and thundering storms. But it seemed to be doing so this year. It certainly was doing so that morning. The roar of rumbling thunder accompanied by the whistling crack of lightning rent the air and Kobi winced, ducking even though she was safe under the shelter of her veranda.

She would call in sick, but she never called in sick. She never took excuses, worked on holidays when it was required and beat all her targets. It was how she’d wound up store manager of one of Lagos’ biggest retail stores in just four years.

Hard work kept her grounded and animated. It kept her from losing her mind. So, she would go in today, stormy downpour or not, and she would have a good day at work.

Inhaling, Kobi flipped open her umbrella and walked into the rain.

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