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Dugo #4

There was a certain glow on her skin he had never seen before. She radiated with exquisiteness from where she sat. Her laughter seemed to come from a place of freedom. The gleam in her eye was something that was almost alien to him. He used to be acquainted with it, back when all they had in their relationship were moments of sunshine. His caramel… In those days they nursed grand dreams. He had promised her the world. She had believed in him. But the years passed and the gleam went away with the dreams. It was painful that he was just realizing how much she had lost being with him. She seemed happier now. Dumping him appeared to be a good decision in the end. He didn’t want to spoil the moment she was having with her friends, and so he sat, four tables away from her, and watched…

Dugo #3

“You weren’t going to show me this until I asked about your past?” Dugo was amused at the expression displayed on Ace’s face as he lifted his eyes from her laptop and cast them on her. It was as though he was just realizing that she was a woman. The expression also came with X-Ray vision. She could tell he was trying to find on her the same assets he was viewing on the laptop. She had just presented him with one of her porn videos. Ace was having a jaw-dropping moment. “But seriously, this cannot be you.” His eyed had been drawn to the video again. She gave him some time with it, and when he found his voice once more, he asked if she truly was the one. “Yes.” “Deedee Holiday?” “Watched any of my stuff before?” “No. Just seeing it and I’m stunned. She doesn’t look like…

Roses And Thorns #16

‘Roses and Thorns’ is back. I have been away because I have been concentrating on publishing my book. If you want more stories like this, then head over to Okadabooks and search for my two books, ‘Bullets and Roses’ and ‘Fallen Angel’. Thanks for following this story; I have been reading your comments and they are all appreciated. To all Tehilah fans, you rock!                                                *** It was the wedding day of Haliru and Tehilah. The city of Lagos was agog with talks of the impending nuptials. Everyone used Haliru and Tehilah’s pictures as relationship goals. There was no mistaking the intense love Haliru had for Tehilah, it showed in the way he looked at her. He was always caught staring longingly at the chocolate beauty. Tehilah’s dress was designed by Zazi couture, a household name in bridal fashion, with a luxurious flagship store in the heart of Lekki. The dress…

Biyankavitch #6

Days stretched into weeks and months and years. No leads to finding Bianca were given to Idris and Victoria, and all access Idris had to Captain was blocked. Idris had paid more than a few good private investigators to look for Bianca, but nothing good came out of the search. The couple of times Victoria visited Captain to demand Bianca’s whereabouts, Captain demanded for sexual favors in exchange for information. Victoria was now a woman who controlled Idris’ empire, a phoenix that had risen from the death of the simpleton she once used to be. Ambitious and ruthless, she had taken over the operations of the Bahago Farms after coming into a mutual agreement with Idris, to help expand the business across Africa. She had learned a thing or two from her past and had become steely in her deals. It was believed that she had made people disappear who…

Please Read This If Your’e A Fan Of Moskedapages

This is a difficult post to write. Some part of me feels that I shouldn’t bother coming here to explain what I’m about to share, that I can hide it and keep on like nothing is happening. And that would be typical of me. But I think it’s only polite to let you all know about this major change in my life. For everyone who has followed me closely on this blog, you would know how much writing means to me. You also know that I quit my job to concentrate on my work. One of the reasons I quit, apart from this, is to be able to spend quality time with my kids – an act that I don’t regret, having suffered enough in the hands of maids and nannies. Writing, however, is a difficult terrain to journey through in Nigeria. I don’t blame those who look at writers…

Adventures of Kola Onifoto – The Popular One Chance Story

Introducing…Adventures of Kola Onifoto Sometimes when some stories go viral, you feel maybe they are just myth and they won’t happen again. One chance is a popular slang at almost every motor park in Nigeria. I mean the slang started from there and it entered the streets and when you hear anyone talk about “one chance”, all you think of is either kidnapping or robbery. The stories of one chance I heard are of taxis and it happened to me some few years back. This is what they do.. You might get to be the last person to complete the persons traveling and as you drive a little distance, this event will happen.. 1. The driver will go to his boot, open it and shout, he will claim he just saw a full bag of money in the boot. He will come back in the car and start threatening…

The Marriage Ultimatum #14

♥ She didn’t tell him about Camilla’s visit when he got back home yesterday and she’d forbidden Catia to say a word about the visit either to Mia or Dominic. Of course, the talkative housekeeper had only reluctantly agreed. She wasn’t sure why she was reluctant to let him know his ex—or maybe still present girlfriend—had come to the house to warn her off him. Maybe it was her pride not wanting him to know anything he did with other women affected her. And it shouldn’t anyway. They had a marriage of convenience and not a love relationship. Kaine frowned and shifted on the armchair. Juliet had had a different view though. Kaine, a woman must fight for her man and her marriage. You are now his wife. Don’t just stand aloof, defend your marriage. That was what she’d counselled. It was a counsel that highly tempted given her…

The Marriage Ultimatum #11

♥   Camilla flung open the ash-wood door and stormed inside. “He is married! He is goddamn married! Can you believe it?” “I might if I knew who he is?” Kanayo responded from behind his single-piece mahogany wood lane desk. “And who else will I be talking about but Dominic?” Camilla shrieked, her temper getting the better of her as she glared at the half amused, half insouciant man in khaki-brown French suit. “The boss is married?” The insouciant expression was quickly replaced by frowning astonishment. “But…how? To who?” “To some damn Nigerian called Kaine!” And because the office wasn’t large enough for the pacing that her fury demanded, Camilla yanked aside the upholstered stack chair and plunged into it, crossing her legs with careless expert fluidity. “Kaine? His… wife’s name is Kaine?” “That or something as equally stupid.” She wasn’t there to discuss the name of the woman who’d…

It’s Another Novocaine Saturday #24 – Valentine’s Special

Happy Valentine’s Day! Enjoy the long read. For you mushy people, hold your hankies. For you who love pics, there’s enough to go round. Ekene doesn’t celebrate Valentine’s. He believes that every day is love day if you’re in a relationship. And I can’t counter that, being that he has made me feel like I’m in a romantic novel in which he’s the author and I’m the main character. My time with him has been magical. In my grief, he created rainbows and butterflies. Whenever I wake up and I feel like I can’t handle the weight of losing Peace, I would be consoled by the thought of having to pour out my heart to Ekene. For the longest time, I have felt like I owed him, and to pay the debt, I took an entire week to convert the downstairs guestroom into a man cave for him. He has…

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