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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…

The Marriage Ultimatum #5

Read previous episodes of The Marriage Ultimatum ♥ Kaine felt like she was a helpless spectator watching a poorly written screenplay. They were at the Registry and waiting for their turn to take their vows. It seemed so surreal that she should be at a Registry waiting to exchange marriage vows with a man she’d met just two days ago. She’d spent the entire night asking herself—and God—if she really knew what she was doing. There had been no answer, none that was satisfying.  None that made her feel more at peace with what she was about to do. She’d begged God for a miracle that Dominic would call her and say he’d had a rethink and there was no need for them to marry. She’d prayed that, by some divinely prompted miracle, Anwuli would return and stop her from entering into this covenant that already felt like a…

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…

Girls #13

Read all episodes of Girls here She was asleep. She had been asleep since moments after he passed her two round painkillers for her stomach. Strands of hair had been tucked to the side of her face by him. Her bra strap pulled in place. Yet, she slept on. It was soul-satisfying watching her sleep like this. Watching her drift off. It wasn’t because she was clad in her bra and knickers and his groin throbbed. It was simply because, she made him smile. He yawned again and stifled another one. His eyelids were puffy and his body weighed heavy as if he had not slept for weeks. They spent a chunky part of the night talking. Until there was almost nothing left to talk about. He had been unable to drift off the previous night. Filled with dread because of his relationship and his dwindling savings. And now…

Love, Your Enemy #5

Read the first four episodes of Love, Your Enemy Her husband is known in the gates, when he sitteth among the elders of the land. -Proverbs 31 She was aware of his presence in the kitchen but pretended not to notice. His imposing frame threw a shadow at the entrance, taking away some of the sunlight coming in from the door. She set her concentration on the meal she was packaging. A food basket lay on the table before her. She placed the packaged meal in it and angled her head in his direction. He was just returning from his morning run. Sweat-soaked, he struck a pose that made her think immodest thoughts. “You should shower before the sweat dries on your body,” she said to him. “You want to shower with me?” “Jeremiah…” she chided with a playful smile. He walked towards her. “We’re feeding the poor…

The Darker Berry #11

Read episodes 1- 10 of The Darker Berry The first time they met she had been sitting across the hall from him, her red lips igniting the dimly lit room. He’d stared long and hard at her until she turned, conscious of being watched. He’d raised a glass, head slightly bowed in salute but she’d ignored him, her pretty brown eyes focused on the man before her. Sho, they had called him. The guy she was currently with and the only son of an Oil mogul. Sho was the type of man girls like Susan dated, the type of man guys like him couldn’t take a girl from. But he had fallen fast and hard for her from the very moment his eyes caught hers. He had wanted her and so, the power to ‘unlook’ had not been left to him. “I was saying hi to you the other time.”…

Love, Your Enemy #4

Read Previous Episodes of Love, Your Enemy The lines have fallen for me in pleasant places… Psalm 16 “Ah! Relax, Alice.” “You want to cry? It’s not that serious nau.” Aunty Shade left the bed to where Alice sat and put her arms around her. “Relax, my dear. You’re not in a courtroom.” “We just wanted to know if you had honest intentions towards our father,” Aunty Ayo explained. “It’s not a crying matter.” Alice was nowhere near tears, but her face must have said different. Having held her breath for so long, she felt like she was going to pass out. She had been unable to give the sisters any answer and so she sat glued to her hot seat, sweating through almost every pore of her body and praying that by some miracle, she would appear on her bed back at home, waking up from a…

Love, Your Enemy #3

The time was 7am. The day was Sunday. The venue was Alice’s home. And the topic of discussion was Alice’s relationship with Papa.

In attendance were Wemimo, Tara, Alice herself and Pastor Adindu, who was not a stranger to the ladies.

Love, Your Enemy #2

Read Episode 1 of Love, Your Enemy For where your treasure is, there your heart will be also. -Matthew 6 Alice picked out the embarrassing sound of her rumbling stomach rumble. She also felt a prickly sensation in her armpits as the atmosphere around her suddenly turned warm. Her mouth seemed to lose the bulk of its saliva as well. An instant headache hit the side of her head, causing her temporary blurriness. She clutched her iPad with both hands to get a grip on herself but her troubled stomach worsened, leaving her no choice but to hurry out of the church as the senior pastor was just about to deliver the day’s sermon. Dropping her iPad with her best friend, Wemimo, who was seated beside her, Alice sought the nearest exit and sped towards it. The pastor’s voice over the PA system irritated her with each step.…

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