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Dear High Mistress Fans…PLEASE READ

Good afternoon, fam I know this isn’t a post you want to see here right now. Nothing less than Dear High Mistress will make you guys happy. Unfortunately, we’re not having an episode of that today. I want to make some announcements. >The first is about Love, Your Enemy. I will be postponing the release of the book till September. I have encountered some technical difficulties finishing it. First, I recently concluded the first part of Stranger In Lagos, which took me quite some time to finish. It left me rather drained. Secondly, I got into a ‘no write’ period. I wasn’t able to put down anything. It was not that I was suffering from writer’s block. No, I don’t suffer from that. Rather, it had to do with the desire to write. My writing process involves the inspirational and the technical. Inspiration can keep me writing a seven-thousand word…

Love, Your Enemy #16

Read previous episodes of Love, Your Enemy The old things have passed away… -2nd Corinthians 5 “You have no idea who this person is?” Papa twirled a gold-plated Mont Blanc pen around his fingers, an expression of annoyance resting on his face. “No,” Love responded to his question concerning the video she had just shown him and Leye. They were in Papa’s home office. Najib was also present. Love was having a lunch of cheese and macaroni, cooked by Asher. “This is good,” she commented. “Yummy.” The duo of her husband and father-in-law looked at her. They both found it weird that she was not perturbed by the video or the fact that someone was after her. But then, she was Loveth. A different breed of female. “You’re not bothered by this?” Leye asked. “Bothered?” Love responded after a delay of three seconds, when it occurred to her that…

Love, Your Enemy #15

Forget the former things: do not dwell on the past… Isaiah 43 “This? This? Or this?” Love gave the three outfits Mina thrust in her face a lethargic stare before lowering her eyes to the documents spread before her. “Mommy, choose one nau.” “Get me something else, Mimi. Something black. And also get me coffee.” Mina shook her head. “No coffee for you, mama.” Love looked up at Mina in frustration. She felt a sudden need to cry. “Okay, tea with some lime, please.” “Nope. You can have lemon.” “I don’t want lemon. I want lime.” “I’m sorry, mommy but daddy says you have to stick to your diet.” “What diet?! I don’t like you and this your daddy!” “You don’t really mean that.” “Go and get me something to wear before I vomit on you!” Mina curtsied and hurried off into the walk-in closet. Love dashed away from the…

About Love, Your Enemy, The Ebook

Good morning! For starters, happy new month! We’ve come to a pause in our adventure with Love, Your Enemy. A short pause. As I already stated, the book would be ready by the end of July, available on Okadabooks and on this blog. So, I have gotten two complaints over this and I want to address them. The complaints were about me not giving my stories out for free. Once upon a time, everything you read here was completely osho free. That was because I had a well-paying job and only wrote as a hobby. But my writing journey evolved with time and today, I’m standing on both feet, relying only on the proceeds I get from my books. Yes, my dears, I don’t have a day or night job where I get paid a salary. This is all I have. So, telling me to give it freely is a…

Love, Your Enemy #14

And you will know the truth and the truth will set you free. -John 8 If a feather dropped, someone passing outside would hear it. The silence that rested upon the Omotosho family in Leye’s living room was as compelling as the mix of emotions that lined their hearts. Papa had just cleaned out one half of his closet before his children and their spouses. The truth was finally being let out. It was ugly and excruciating to hear. Love had passed around tissues to her sisters-in-law. She was now passing around fresh ones. “I was not the father you all knew. I lived a shameful life. I don’t deserve your love, or forgiveness,” he said, coming to the end of his confession. Shade covered her face in a sob. Big Mommy, also known as Jumoke, who was seated beside her, lent her shoulder for comfort. “I have struggled with…

Love, Your Enemy #13

This post is dedicated to our best man, Seye, who just had his baby. Congratulations, Seye! Can a man walk on hot coals without his feet being scorched? -Proverbs 6 She couldn’t sleep. She couldn’t sit still either. Tara ambled about in her room restlessly, replaying Alice’s words about Wesley’s extracurricular accomplishments. She hadn’t been privy to the information until Alice let it out. Defending Wesley had been the best way to deflect Alice’s attack. Furthermore, Wesley was her man. It was only right that she stood by him. But she felt remorseful for the things she said about Papa. They hadn’t come from a place of disgust or disrespect. She had merely wanted to hurt Alice back, an act that was also now regretted. However, neither of that kept her pacing about in her room. It was Wemimo’s reaction to the whole drama that got her. What had…

Love, Your Enemy #12

Behold, they shall surely gather together… -Isaiah 54 Love jolted awake. Her weave flailed at her sudden movement and then fell gently over her neck and face. Daylight hit her eyes. She closed them and opened them again, letting out a yawn. She rolled on her back. Her feet came into view. One of them was covered with a wedge sandal while the other was bare. She recalled getting into the activity of removing both last night and then throwing her weight on the bed in exhaustion. Around her lay her phone, handbag and work documents. She murmured something as she managed out of bed. She had slept alone. Leye was on a ten-day trip out of the country to return later in the day. Love undressed, removing one piece of clothing at a time as she made her way to the bathroom. She noticed that the water heater was…

Love, Your Enemy #11

And here we are at the end of the marathon 🙁  This episode is looong. It was two episodes initially, and I had planned to put the other up tomorrow, but splitting it would have broken the story in a wrong place. So relish this. Drop a comment those of you that have been waiting for the marathon to end before commenting. Share, tell your friends. Have a good day. . . . . Two are better than one, because they have a good return for their labor… -Ecclesiastes 4 “I feel strongly in my spirit that that man is not good for you. But I may be wrong. I may just be wrong. The only way to find out is to pray, and also fast. You don’t want a destiny destroyer in your life. God has created you for greater things, my dear. Greater things.” Adonijah had invited Tara…

Love, Your Enemy #7

Greetings, fam! I just want to drop a quick one. There will be no episode of Love, Your Enemy next week but I’ll be here two weeks later. Please, pardon me. I just want to sort out a few things. Fatimah, the lady that brings you Omoge Campus apologizes for her absence. Her laptop went bad and she’s hoping to get a new one. Ibukunwrites promises to return soon with Memoirs of a Repentant Escort. She had been ill for a while and had also just recently completed her NYSC. Meanwhile, I may resume adding pics to my posts, although not always. This is because I stumbled across a goldmine account on Instagram. OMG! The guy is Papa personified. I saw him and I was like there is no way I’m not sharing these hot pics. I just couldn’t resist. Don’t mind me; I can’t say no to pics of…

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