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In The Name Of Papa #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…

Girls #8

Previously on Girls Lola would have ran out of the kitchen if she could. If her head didn’t feel like it had been split in half and if she could see through her eyes.     But instead, she half-crouched, half-walked out of the kitchen. Ignoring her husband’s pleas to wait.    In the bedroom, she finally let go, chest and shoulders heaving until she started to fear for her baby.     Clutching a pillow, she wept some more. If she had not angered Kenny and her auntie, she would have parked some of her things in bags and gone to her auntie’s. She couldn’t go to her parents’ house. They liked her husband. Her mother, especially. She was fond of calling him her favourite son. Thanking him for his patience with their daughter. John was a sweet, kind man when he first approached her. He waited for a long while,…

Always One More Time #1 By Temitope Ogunyinka

Hi guys, Meet Tope. She begins a new series here every Thursday. Please, read and comment. She’ll love some feedback. Apologies on The Immortals’ Code. It will continue tomorrow with a long and steamy episode. Emphasis on steamy. Have a great day! A choice between something dangerously bad and sexy, and something confidently innocent and good . . . THE BEGINNING Two years ago . . . She was ready to lose her virginity. Ready to become the woman he wanted/needed. She knew it was a stupid idea . . . But being with him, alone in the house with no one else around, made her daring and willing to do anything. Daniel had never been hers but she had always been his; just that he never knew it. She stared at herself in the mirror. The little curves she had. She wasn’t as voluptuous…

It’s Another Saturday…#3

The Girl Next Door They say the best cure for a hangover is more alcohol. This is my way of the ninja. I catch a cold, I take ice water. I stub my big toe, I punch a door. I sleep with my brother’s psychotic fiancée, I get over the shock by smashing another chick. Not intentionally, though. This encounter just sort of happened. I didn’t go looking for the girl; she came for me and the rest is for the books. I start the day, as you well know, roughly. Having just discovered that I’ve committed an abomination I become sober and start to reflect on my useless life. I try to pray but I feel God won’t listen, that he has allowed this adversity to fall on me as punishment. I have decided to take it in stride, although I haven’t concluded on what I’ll do with Tola.…

Season Finale: His Little Black Book #7

I sincerely apologize for the long break. You see ehn, many, many things have kept me away from writing. But I’m glad to have this final episode here today. I made it really long to compensate. So pick your tea, coffee, wine, juice, weed, whatever your poison, and enjoy the read. Secondly, I’d like to state that this series wasn’t inspired by 50 Shades of Grey. I started writing this story before any buzz of 50 Shades came out. My sister gave me the three e-books and I never read any of them. I don’t know why. I didn’t even follow the buzz online. But I finally watched the movie and got a good laugh when I discovered the main character’s name was Anna. Pure coincidence! Anyways, enough talk. Read!   I should have walked away the moment I entered that suite and looked into his hankering eyes. He was…

His Little Black Book #6

So I thought about resigning. A lot. For a greater part of the night with my head on my tear-soaked pillow, it seemed like the only option. However, I am not known to be a coward or a quitter. I grew up with boys and through them, daily, I learned what it meant to face my screw-ups. Kissing my boss was probably the biggest screw-up in my life, right after losing my virginity to an idiot. I didn’t walk away from that idiot when I felt regret. I braced four more days with him until my brothers beat him to a pulp. Similarly, I made up my mind not to quit my job. I was going to face my boss and give him the explanation he wanted. It was up to him to fire me or not. And my feelings… well, they were to remain buried because God knew I…

Only A Flame #ChildNotBride

I sat crouched at a corner of the room… With my arms circled around my folded knees. Another stream of tears rolled effortlessly down my cheeks as I relived the experience. I could still feel his fingers like the gentle slithery movements of a snake as he caressed my body. I closed my eyes….If only I could shut out the images… But No…. They were there… Refusing to leave…They came with such vivid clarity! Images of flailing arms … Fighting to keep away the evil that loomed above me. I remembered trying to scream… But I couldn’t hear the sound of my own voice. Randomly the images came, in no defined order. I recalled a struggle to retain my underwear as groping hands determined to take them off… The sound of a dress being torn… Then I remembered the slap! Like a thunderbolt, the impact had gone through my whole…

To Tame A Virgin #10

Read previous episodes of To Tame Virgin HERE Kachi couldn’t believe what she was about to do as her fingers formed a fist and rapped softly at the door before her. She had prepared a speech with solid points and a winning ending but as she waited for the door to be opened, she felt her nerves give way. Travis who was beside her was hopping from one foot to the other restlessly and humming a tune she couldn’t quite make out. She knocked at the door again and pulled in a bolstering breath as she waited. “Maybe he’s not at home,” Travis said and continued with his music, adding a rap Kachi thought sounded vaguely familiar. “Yeah, maybe.” Kachi brought her bag to her face and was going for her own copy of the key when the door opened from within and Dike appeared before her with a sleepy face…

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