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  • Love Of My Life (Chapter 1)

    Love Of My Life (Chapter 1)

    Love Of My Life Chapter 1

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    👩‍❤️‍👨 Love Of My Life CHAPTER ONE: 💞

    👩‍❤️‍👨🔸(Awaken)🔸❣️

    The busy people in Gwangju Airport were dazed in a peculiar incident happening inside. The employees together with some of the passengers were all gathered around in circle as they stared at a man peacefully sleeping on the white ivory tiled floor.

    His black polka dot polo and black slacks were soaked and his surroundings had paddles of water. Hid hair wet and messy and so was his whole body. He was in a fatal position, breathing slowly unlike the other people around him. The guards interfered them and went in front of the crowd.

    “Sir.” The guard said as he squatted and nudged the shoulder of the man. “Sir.” He reiterated as he put more force in his nudge.

    Abruptly, the man opened his big dark brown eyes. The people gasped as they saw him wake up. The man rose up as he breathed heavily and coughed continuously.

    “Sir, are you okay?”

    The man forcefully stopped his cough and looked around blankly at the guard. “W..where am I?”

    The guards chortled finding the man’s question ridiculous. “Sir, you’re at the center of the Gwangju Airport. You have been sleeping for hours.”

    “Gwangju Airport?” He asked. He was confused on what’s happening around him. He looked around and saw people with different colors looking at him. Slowly, he stood and noticed he was wet. “S… sorry…I don’t know why I’m here…”

    The people were confused too. They had many speculations in mind. Some thought that he was kidnapped and brought her secretly. Some thought that it was some kind of supernatural act. Some thought that he has gone nuts.

    Embarrassed, he got out of the pool of people and shook his arm as he tried to dry up his polo. As he near the glass exit doors of the airport, he was welcomed by the warm and dry afternoon in Gwangju. It was already the season of autumn and the brown leaves kept rustling and falling off the trees.

    He stopped for a moment and tried to remember what happened to him. He closed his eyes and exhaled, it took him a minute to finally realizes that he couldn’t remember a single thing, even his name. It made him frustrated.

    ‘Why am I at the airport? Why am I soaked in water? Who am I?’ Thee questions kept rounding his mind.

    He slowly stepped out of the airport as he pushed the door. As he existed the airport, it started to drizzle.

    The people started to remove their coats to cover their heads as the ran to the nearest shelter they could find. They were hurrying as the rain started to get heavier. The man stopped for lunch while and looked up as the drops of rain touched his face.

    He looked at the side as he continued running forward. As he moved forward, he bumped into someone unintentionally. His eyes widened in shock as he looked down, seeing a woman in long wavy black hair with her books and blue umbrella scattered on the wet floor.

    “I’m sorry. I’m sorry.” He said repeatedly as he squatted and help her pick up the books.

    “It’s okay.” The woman said softly as she winced in mild pain. He stood and offered his hand to the woman. She held his hand and he pulled her up. “Thank you.” She blushed.

    He gave me the umbrella and smiled at her. The woman shyly smiled back and they both stood still waiting for each other to talk.

    “Do…you have an umbrella?” She asked in concern as she saw how soaked he was.

    “No.” He replied as he rubbed his nape in embarrassment.

    “D..D.. Do you want to share mine?”

    He looked at her in surprise. He didn’t expect to hear that from her, especially when he was a stranger to her.

    “W…what?”

    “Ah…ah… please don’t misunderstand.”she blushed. “I..I’m just worried, your shirt’s already soaked.”

    “Ah…y..yes.” he said. He walked closer to her as the woman raised her right arm to cover the tall man. He noticed it and offered to handle the umbrella instead. They continued walking silently as the drops of rain, the car’s horns and the trees made their respective sounds.

    “So… where do you live?” She asked.

    “I don’t know.” He muttered.

    The woman was puzzled. She thought he might be homeless, but she disregarded the thought as his clothes looks expensive.

    “D…do you know me?” He asked, hoping there’s a chance.

    “No.” She answered as she looked to the side thinking that he was bragging. “Who are you?”

    The man paused as he looked down thinking of what to answer. “I don’t know.”

    Again the woman was puzzled. They kept walking forward as they looked down to see the rain dropping on the asphalt floor and partly on their shoes. After a few steps, they both arrived at the bus stop.

    “Where are you going?”

    TO Be Continued

  • For The Love Of Vivian (Episode 1)

    For The Love Of Vivian (Episode 1)

    For The Love Of Vivian Episode 1

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    🙎 For The Love Of Vivian EPISODE ONE: 💞

    Who killed Vivian ?

    That was the question on everyone’s lips.

    You wouldn’t believe the gory sight that lay before her mother -Aliyah as she stood in front of the thick bush. She had to weave through the crowd to see what everyone was looking at.

    It was a girl, all her genitals were cut off and her head was no where to be found.

    Aliyah looked at the girl’s lap and noticed a birthmark, a terrifying chill ran down her spine.

    It was the same birthmark as her daughter; her only daughter who had been missing for three days. Just then it occurred to her; the person lying naked, beheaded and without genitals was actually her daughter!

    “Ahh!” She screamed, crashing into the muddy ground.

    “Who has done this to my daughter? My only child!” She wailed, washing herself in the dirt.

    “Jesus! Madam na your pikin?” One woman who sells fish asked with concern.

    “I talk am, I talk am say na Vivian be this,” it was the voice of one of her husband’s friends. He was among those who tore the bush in search of the repugnant smell coming from it.

    “Chei! That fine girl.” One lady added.

    Tears raced down her eyes. Indeed Vivian was beautiful, a miracle to Aliyah and her husband. If only you know the length they went just to get a child.

    Where didn’t they go? Which church didn’t they attend in a fruitless search for a miracle. Still, there was no result. Aliyah had to accept her fate that she was a barren woman who couldn’t bring forth a child for her husband.

    Still her mother in law didn’t relent in adding salt to her injury. She was hell bent on making sure her son gets married to a new wife.

    Aliyah was just very lucky. God smiled on her when all hope was lost and gave her a child.

    She couldn’t believe it when she got pregnant. It was extremely shocking, unexpected, the chances were one in a million. But she finally bore a child.

    Aliyah had smiled at her husband and said in a mild tone, we will name her “Vivian,” because now I truly feel ALIVE.

    Vivian was endowed with beauty, she was just seventeen and about turning eighteen in a week time. Even at that age, this girl looked like a goddess. She was light skinned, just like her mother. One would get lost in Vivian’s eyes, they were a dazzle with wonder. She always wore a smile that was beyond heavenly.

    A natural beauty, that was Vivian. One of the hardest thing to do is to not get lost in staring at such artistic work of the creator. Perhaps, he was showing off when he sculpted such beauty.

    Aliyah cherished Vivian, her daughter had become her heartthrob. She was closer to her even more than the love of her life; her husband – Desmond.

    The couple lavished the little they had on their daughter. Don’t get me wrong, they weren’t poor. They were the average classed, everyday citizen. They could afford three square meals, pay the bills and afford rent in a conducive apartment.

    They gave Vivian love, care and attention. Just like one would treat an egg. Whatever was in their reach they got for her, and even though she was turning into a spoilt brat they didn’t mind.

    Vivian’s birthday was in a week’s time. But, just when her highly anticipated eighteenth birthday lurked around the corner, tragedy struck.

    Their daughter went missing!

    The strongholds were shattered!

    Things fell apart!

    Aliyah could not eat nor drink, the only thing she tasted was the saltiness from her endless tears. Her husband tried consoling her.

    “Everything will be fine, we will get our daughter back. I promise.”

    But he knew deep down that everything was far from been fine.

    They informed the police about the disappearance of their daughter, and immediately the search began.

    It was three days later when a malodorous smell from the bushes began to drag the attention of passers-by. Some children on their way to school were the first to notice it. But they barely knew what could be causing such horrific odour.

    By the time it was evening, it had become unbearable. Some men who had said it smelled like a decaying body mustered courage and were completely dumbfounded to see a dead body lying deep in the bushes.

    People had gathered around and soon Aliyah rushed to see what was going on. She weaved through the crowd and when she finally got to the scene of such gory sight, she let out a cry of agony straight from the depths of her heart.

    She was drowning in tears as she stood before the lifeless body. The body was mutilated; headless, all the genitals gone!

    But she could tell it was her daughter from a birthmark on the fair thigh of the corpse.

    “Why would they do such to my daughter?” She said amidst tears, she rolled all over the ground as people tried to console her.

    “Ahhh! My only child… my only child that I searched for, for many years. Why will you do such to me that has only one. Why will they take the one thing that has given my life meaning? It should have been me instead.” She cried.

    “Chai! Madam sorry, people wicked o!”

    “Nemesis will catch up with them,” it was the onlookers talking. They were trying to console Aliyah. Little did they know that nothing could fill the big gap that had been forged in her heart.

    The neighbours had phoned her husband. And Desmond ran back home when he heard it was about his daughter. He probably taught he would be coming home to see his beautiful daughter again, instead he met her corpse.

    His kneels became paralyzed as soon as his eyes met his daughter lying in her own blood. He fell to his knees, and in front of everyone Desmond cried like a baby. If only you can understand what he felt, the pain of losing an only child that was sought for years, in such a manner.

    That pain pierced through his heart, and shattered his emotions. The couple was on the ground, tears fell freely from their eyes. This was more than a loss and they couldn’t help but shed tears.

    The big question was why would someone do such to an innocent and easygoing girl? Who was the devil that had done this?

    Find out as the mystery unfolds in more episodes of FOR THE LOVE OF VIVIAN.

    TO Be Continued

  • Lizzy Love Of My Life (Chapter 4)

    Lizzy Love Of My Life (Chapter 4)

    Lizzy Love Of My Life Chapter 4

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    👫💞 Lizzy Love Of My Life Chapter Four:

    Bryan are you mad? , how can you bring a total stranger to my house, she can’t sleep here tonight my Mom said.
    Please mom, Lizzy is an orphan she said she was forced to marry a man she didn’t love by her wicked step mother. That’s why she had to ran away from her and we met.
    ” And you believed her? Mom asked.
    Mother please just this night, she would leave tomorrow morning i promised.

    Bryan! Bryan!! Bryan!!! , how many times did i call you? , my spirit did not like this girl ooooo i think she’s evil mom said.
    Mom she’s not evil, please just a night .

    Lizzy was still standing in the living room .Lizzy follow me let me show you where you will sleep tonight.
    Bryan! , i guess your mom doesn’t want me in her house . I can still continue my trip and pass my night anywhere said Lizzy.

    Oh Lizzy , you don’t need to leave i have already pleaded her and she had agreed. Don’t worry you will be fine, just follow me let me show you your room.
    In the living room, mikel, mom and i where sitting down, facing each other before mikel broke the silence ” Bryan how could you disrespect our mother and still kept that girl in our house?

    Bro, I’m sorry, but that’s the only way i can help the poor girl, she’s an orphan and being maltreated by her step mother.

    How did you know she’s telling the truth? , look Bryan that girl must leave this minute. Said mikel..

    It’s a lie mikel, Lizzy is going to spend her night here and no one is going to stop her. Why can’t you leave the innocent girl alone.

    Bryan! , is like you haven’t heard any story about obanje spirit, she might be one of them said mother.

    Mom she’s not, and am not going to sit down here and listen any more, good night mom. I angrily left the living room and went to my room.
    Lizzy was already asleep on the bed, so i lay down a mat on the floor and doze off.

    Moments later, i heard a scream. on the bed i saw mikel trying to undress Lizzy, i quickly got up to pushed him away , unluckily i was hitting on the head by my mom.

    TO Be Continued

  • Love Of Money (Episode 3)

    Love Of Money (Episode 3)

    Love Of Money Episode 3

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    👭💞🤑💰 Love Of Money Episode Three:

    In the past two days, Jovita was at her husband’s neck.
    “Since we got married, you have never made 1 million naira at a go , you are always taking loans to meet up with our bills and here we are talking about a deal for 3 million and you are saying no, any sharp man that knows what he is doing, will grab this opportunity”; Jovita entered

    “Jovita, can you hear yourself talk? Why are you so obsessed with money that you don’t reason properly anymore, how can you ask me to do this? You my own wife, any sensible wife will turn down this unholy deal, what’s your problem? Why are you bent on troubling me with your insatiable quest for money, please count me out, I’m not interested” Henry replied but finally, somehow Jovita got through to her husband, Henry who loved his wife Jovita so much, gave in, just to make her happy. Jovita was so excited.
    ‘I love you so much” She told her husband as she kissed him.

    The next day, Rhoda handed 3 million naira to Jovita in cash and she almost ran mad.
    “It’s all yours” Rhoda told Jovita as Henry stared at them speechlessly.
    Jovita came closer to her husband and planted a kiss on his lips.
    “My love, I will deposit 1 million into your account, while the remaining balance into mine” Jovita said and Henry was speechless still. He felt pity for himself, he remembered how his mother warned him sternly not to marry Jovita, now see.

    “This woman would have used me for money rituals, if I had refused to play along with this unholy deal, I have never heard of such in my life, Women don’t joke with thier husbands but mine is hooking me up with another woman for money. sometimes, I wonder why I love her so much, Jovita doesn’t deserve my love” Henry thought.

    Later that same day, Rhoda took Henry to her wealthy father and she introduced Henry as her fiance. The old wealthy man liked Henry immediately he saw him.
    “You are welcome my son” Rhoda’s father said as he exchanged greetings with Henry.
    “For how long have you known my daughter?” Rhoda’s father threw in
    Henry stared at Rhoda before he replied.

    ”A year sir” and Rhoda nodded in smiles.
    “And why did it take you this long, to show yourself?” Rhoda’s father added
    “I’m just waiting for the right time, Sir” Henry responded.
    And Rhoda’s father smiled.
    “I like you, you should consider yourself lucky because you have just gained a father in me” Rhoda’s father added and Henry smiled nervously.

    Rhoda fell more deeply for Henry as he defended their fake relationship in the presence of her father,
    “I must make him mine” Rhoda told herself within.
    As Henry was fulfilling his own part of the deal, His wife Jovita was spending money lavishedly on expensive things, that she barely thought about her husband and what he might be going through.

    Two weeks passed, and there was no sign of Henry, Jovita had called Henry’s number uncountable times and it was turned off. She became very anxious when she also called Rhoda’s number and it was switched off as well.

    Out of anxiety, Jovita almost gave Blessing, Henry’s sister, a call but when she wondered how she was going to explain the situation to her, she ended up not calling her.
    “How can I explain things to Blessing, I was the one who introduced the deal to Henry, I hope my husband is okay, I don’t know Rhoda too well, I only knew her as my customer, I don’t even know where she lives” Jovita thought in tears.

    With time Jovita began to regret every thing, She kept trying her husband’s phone number and it was still switched off.
    Jovita almost died of guilt and that was when it dawned on her that her obsession with Money may end up ruining her life.
    ” Where is Henry? Where is my husband? I hope he is okay, oh God what have I done?” She had thought
    Her children were not helping matters as they kept asking for their father.

    Few weeks later, Henry’s boss called Jovita to know why her husband had not shown up for work and why his phone was turned off.
    “Your husband’s leave is over, why has he not report to work” Henry’s boss said at the other end of the phone and Jovita was speechless but she managed to dismiss her husband’s boss with a filmsy excuse.
    “My husband is not feeling well, please sir, he will call you” she had responded

    Then one-day, Blessing’s call came in and Jovita picked up at once and the first thing Blessing asked was
    “Is my brother there?, I have been trying to get hold of him since yesterday but his phone is switched off, where is he?” And Jovita’s heart sank.

    To Be Continued