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A banker, a militant, and a billion naira. E choke..!!

But these weren't just still waters; they were dead waters. If I threw my blunt out unto it, we'd have a sea of fire. --- Smoke

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"Are you ready?" I said to her placing her long silky hair at the back of her head. She nodded. Her bewitching smile sending immense pleasure to my body. I pushed into her slowly- carefully and then with a little force. She forced a smile at first and in seconds her face had turned pale, hysterical- beastly! "Shit!. Shit!. Stoppppp Dotun - Please stopp." She screamed loudly like she was in enormous pain. I felt like I was in another world, lost in a haze of sensations-almost like I had found a place that felt like home. But then, reality struck. No matter how intense the moment, when a woman says stop, you stop. It doesn't matter how powerful the desire burning through you is. "Shit!" I yelled, fighting to pull myself back from the edge. The tension within me was overwhelming, the kind that tempts you to ignore everything but your own feelings. But I knew better-her voice, her comfort, and her trust meant everything. The desire could wait. Respect couldn't. Dammit!!! The sweet taste of a woman!!! Her personality, A ferocious saint, like fire and brimstone. He on the other hand, is like water yet powerless against her fire She was broken, a puzzle that was missing a piece. But he was willing to carve his own piece to complete her. They said her fire would consume him. But he was ready to be destroyed by her raging flames! Ranked 1 in #nigerianstories

She breathes fire 🔥 He breathes fire🔥 The word 'detest' isn't enough to describe what these two have for each other. Some say respect is reciprocal, but not when two blaring fire clash. She is free in her wildness, she is a wanderer. She knows nothing of borders and cares nothing for rules or customs. 'Time' for her isn't something to fight against. Her life flows clean, with passion, like fresh water. She was a wild and crazy one; always stomping on eggshells that everyone else tip-toed on. She held fire in her eyes. She was fierce, and strong, and full of fire, and that not even she could hold herself back because her passion burned brighter than her fears. They all saw her as an angry person, but why bother explaining to them, when sadness and grief engulfs your heart, it turns into anger. What happens when she cross paths with an arrogant,short tempered and egoistic man? He isn't one to lose, he gets whatever he wants when he wants it. His mind is clouded with nothing but success. He has a heart, but doesn't know how to use it, he doesn't know what it's meant for other than family. It's small, but it's there. He does more and says less. Sabrina Adila Khaleed Farooq Khaleed "Victory is always possible for the person who refuses to stop fighting." A book by queenziraa 27th book in Nigeria (16.11.2023)💕 1st book in Nigeria (17.11.2023)🎉

It took a wrong turn to align their paths. They met at a time when both were lost souls, navigating through loss and the storms of life. At first, it was silence and long stares. Then the sceptical meetings blossomed into an orbit of comfort that uncovered the similarities of their souls in the bleak room of a psychiatric hospital. What began as hush tunes in their hearts boomed into a fierce crescendo. Noorie was a woman of fire, spontaneous and outgoing which rivalled Amir's quiet, organised and shy nature. Yet, their differences were a factor in the whole circumstances that bonded theirs hearts, souls and lives. They decided to take the leap into a life together. Marriage. It took her away from home, across the continent to the city of London where a new life awaits her. Her optimism was great. She was ready to learn the new way of life and fit in. But her new family found ways to tell her she was not fair enough to be part of them nor would they give her a chance to fit in. Little did she know that should be the least of her problems. There were a lot the man, her husband, with honey-wheat eyes that captivates her, whose sincerity melts her heart, and attitude races it had hidden from her. So much that brought fears, insecurities and secrets neither her nor her husband were ready for.

Aarmau AU ¤♡ Xs And Os ♡¤ by InnocentTragedy

I didn't become an officer because I wanted too. I became one for revenge. The revenge I swore on him so long ago. 10 years ago he killed my life. He tricked me into thinking he loved me. He tricked me into thinking I was his everything. But then, he killed them. He killed my mom and my dad. Then he left me behind. He left me to die. Until the cheif found me. He took me in and took care of me like his own daughter. I was 16 at that time. I was traumatised by this. If I ever saw him again id kill him. ~°•°A/N°•°~ Hehe IK IK I just put out a new story not too long ago but oh well. Idea appered so. First off these aren't my characters soo I own no rights to them. These are Aphmau's characterers @Empress_Aphmau

𝐀𝐧 𝐀𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐥'𝐬 𝐓𝐨𝐮𝐜𝐡 (𝙱𝚃𝚂 𝙵𝙰𝙼𝙸𝙻𝚈 𝚂𝙴𝚁𝙸𝙴𝚂 #𝟹) by Iyanuoluwa-Temi

Aisha thought she had her whole life mapped perfectly but things weren't going as planned...and yes, in the worst way possible. She needed an escape... Things seemed to start taking shape when she got employed as an attorney in the most prestigious Law firm in the country. She was doing what she loved best. That was her escape. But she got more than she bargained for, moving into a zone she wasn't sure she would come out of alive... ...and she prayed so desperately for an Angel to come to her rescue. (Disclaimer: None of the pictures I used are mine. Credit to the real owners.)

*******Nigerian Yoruba themed novel******* Meet the family of a rich man Wale Bello with his daughters and thier complicated lives. ------ Were the Bello sisters We fight We love We care And most importantly....We need a husband!!!!! ----------- ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Everyone is enjoying the meal and I bet father was more than happy to see us because he maintained a smiley face. I could smell family love in the air as we all just ate, talked and laughed. "So, anyone found a husband?" Mom suddenly asks and everywhere becomes as quiet as a grave yard. She chuckled and said again, "Maybe I went too far, Any boyfriends or does anyone have an engagement ring that their hidding??" Grinning at each and every one of us. And again.... Silence. I knew this was going to happen. "Awọn ọmọbinrin Bello!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" She yells on top of her lungs (Bello daughters!!!!!!!!) I think my Eba has hooked in my throat. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Join the amazing and drama filled life with the Bello sisters, coupled with mothers trouble and their Prince charming. P.S: It's addictive😉 Filled with family drama and comedy! If you enter the house of mamma Bello...Will you come out alive?????? --- I'm so not into this description thingie so just get reading folks!! *************************************

"You bitch! Look what you fucking did!" "I did?" I ask. "You were the fuck the blew the red light!" "I didn't blow any fucking lights, bitch whore! You destroyed my fucking Jeep!" "No I didn't! You got a tiny fucking dent and a goddamn scratch? I can't even drive my fucking car!" "So? It's a piece of shit anyways and you shouldn't have blown the fucking light!" "I didn't fucking blow the light, asshole! You did!" "I did not!" he shouts, getting right in my face. "How old are you anyways? Three?" "No! You're acting like a fucking two year old! Just own up to your goddamn mistake!" "I didn't make a mistake, you cunt! You did!" "Fuck you, dick! I didn't do anything!" "How fucking old are you?" he hisses, his lips inches from mine. "I'll be fucking twenty one tomorrow, fucker, how about you, huh? How old are you? Thirty? Forty?" "Twenty fucking two." he hisses. "Now pay up!" he puts his hand out. <><> Alyssa is your regular girl with perfect looks. Luke is your hot bad boy asshole. When you push the two together, two things can happen. One, they can click, or two, they can crash. And it won't be hard to wonder if he's a Devil or an Angel.

In a world where power is the ultimate weapon and betrayal is currency, the line between hero and villain doesn't just blur... it shatters. She's the woman you're warned about. She's selfish and deadly, you don't see her until you feel the knife in your back. He's the man everyone fears. He's cold-blooded and dark, the embodiment of vengeance in an expensive suit. They should have destroyed each other. But instead, they made a deal. She's playing a game with no rules. He's rewriting them as he goes. Together, they're a storm no one can outrun. Loyalties are broken, alliances burned, and blood spills in their wake. But when the smoke clears, only one thing remains certain, trusting the devil doesn't make you safe... It makes you just like him. She's the sinner. He's the executioner. And in their obsession, no one gets out alive. Some stories don't have heroes. Some don't need them. This is theirs. Outlaw - where survival isn't enough, and obsession is the only law. Highest Ranks: #1 - badgirl #1 - secretsociety #1 - enemieswithbenefits #1 - antihero #2 - hacking #2 - slowburn #2 - enemies [All rights reserved, Copyright @devilseyez 2024]

"We need to talk " he said and I nodded my head. "We both know this marriage was forced on us right?" He asked making me nod my head already afraid. "I just want you to know that in this marriage we're just going to be friends,I have a very deep past and I'm trying hard not to let it make me hurt you in anyway" he said lowering his gaze from me. "Try your possible best to stay away from me,but of course I'll do my duties as a husband and also do yours as a wife but don't think it'll lead to anything more than friends." He said and stood up and as he reached the door he stopped as if he just remembered something . "LASTLY STAY THE FUCK AWAY FROM ME!!" He shouted before banging the door leaving me in shock.

Waking up to find out her boss was her ex was really shocking and more heartbreaking that what they had was fake. Nothing seem more sketchy than the fact that she was engaged to her ex's best friend. Nothing seem more bemused that something still held her and her Ex together, a sex tape that could ruin both the wealthy and the commoner beyond mercy. Without a second thought, Harrison Adeleke was ready to fight for his name but could he and Obi sit around the table after such a painful separation to fight their common enemy without waking their sleeping passion? #love #romance #heartbreak #fiction #Nigeria

$DEPTH OF PAIN{completed} by bettie_butter_$

*** Why are you still here Mr Wellington?" I asked as I clutched my bathrobe to cover my body well. I don't want the scenario of my bathrobe falling off. "You've not answered me, who's that guy?" He asked "You mean Darlington?" "Da... What?" He raised his brows "You heard me, I work for you Mr Wellington, as your PA, you have no right to ask me about my private life, who I hang out with or talk to isn't your business! I don't poke my nose in your affairs so don't poke your nose in mine!" I shot at him in anger. "Listen you have every right to be mad at me and I don't blame you, I just need you to listen to me" he said firmly "Whatever you say won't change anything Mr Wellington" "Great! I'm sick and tired of trying to reason with you, I'm not interested in explaining myself anymore, but I want you to know one thing, strong relationships are built on the foundation of trust, relationships without trust or forgiveness are bound to fail, just like ours" he said and stormed out I slumped on my bed and different thoughts ran through my mind. His statement echoed in my head "strong relationships are built on the foundation of trust, relationships without trust or forgiveness are bound to fail, just like ours" *** Read and enjoy DEPTH OF PAIN #51- adc... out of 292 stories (december 1st 2018)

Behind The Scenes (Completed) by jabbya1

Our nature is lying. We were born to sin. Yet your one of my biggest sins I will not regret. We built a relationship on lost hope, lies, and hurt. We expect not to fall deep or even fall. Yet we did and the truth reveled layer by layer leaving us exposed. (Completed) _____________________ All rights reserved Copyright 2016 © Mature audience (language, Violence, Inappropriate scenes) I do not own any of the pictures they belong to there rightful @shmateo @india_oneill @ogleloo @richhomiekey or via internet

Within her was the rising wave of memories, bowling over in violent tides, trying to crash through the barrier she had built over the years. She could feel the force that shook the restraints, leaving her almost breathless. She won't let it happen. The bang intensified, shaking and nearly spilling. She held back, pushed back, her fist tightening. What roared inside her was the need to breakdown and the need to remember a dark past.

─── ･｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ─── ❝𝑰 𝒘𝒂𝒏𝒕 𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒎𝒆 𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓𝒚 𝒔𝒆𝒄𝒐𝒏𝒅. 𝑰𝒇 𝑰'𝒎 𝒊𝒏 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒉𝒆𝒓, 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒏 𝒔𝒐 𝒃𝒆 𝒊𝒕. 𝑰ʼ𝒗𝒆 𝒇𝒐𝒖𝒏𝒅 𝒂 𝒏𝒆𝒘 𝒐𝒃𝒔𝒆𝒔𝒔𝒊𝒐𝒏, 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝑰 𝒘𝒐𝒖𝒍𝒅𝒏'𝒕 𝒉𝒂𝒗𝒆 𝒊𝒕 𝒂𝒏𝒚 𝒐𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒘𝒂𝒚. 𝑰 𝒘𝒂𝒏𝒕 𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒕𝒐 𝒃𝒆 𝒎𝒊𝒏𝒆. 𝑰𝒇 𝒊𝒕 𝒅𝒆𝒔𝒕𝒓𝒐𝒚𝒔 𝒎𝒆, 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒏 𝒍𝒆𝒕 𝒊𝒕.❞ ❨She has become the breath in my lungs, the pulse in my veins. Without her, I am nothing, a shadow waiting to be filled.❩ ╰─➤ 𝐀𝐃𝐕𝐈𝐊𝐀 𝐓𝐇𝐀𝐊𝐔𝐑. ❨He is the light that pulls me from the dark. In his arms, I find the strength to exist, to love, to be.❩ ╰─➤ 𝐘𝐔𝐕𝐑𝐀𝐉 𝐒𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐇 𝐑𝐀𝐈𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐍𝐃. ❛𝑺𝒉𝒆 𝒍𝒐𝒐𝒌𝒆𝒅 𝒔𝒐 𝒃𝒆𝒂𝒖𝒕𝒊𝒇𝒖𝒍 𝒘𝒉𝒆𝒏 𝒔𝒉𝒆 𝒔𝒎𝒊𝒍𝒆𝒅. 𝑨𝒏𝒅 𝒘𝒉𝒆𝒏 𝒔𝒉𝒆 𝒍𝒂𝒖𝒈𝒉𝒆𝒅, 𝒊𝒕 𝒇𝒆𝒍𝒕 𝒍𝒊𝒌𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒆𝒏𝒕𝒊𝒓𝒆 𝒇𝒖𝒄𝒌𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒖𝒏𝒊𝒗𝒆𝒓𝒔𝒆 𝒑𝒂𝒍𝒆𝒅 𝒊𝒏 𝒄𝒐𝒎𝒑𝒂𝒓𝒊𝒔𝒐𝒏.❜ ─── ･｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ───

With a flutter of her lashes and a sultry smile, she revealed her heart's deepest desires. 'Among my many dreams, one stands out - to be your queen,' she whispered, her voice husky and persuasive. 'I long to be the one you trust implicitly, the one whose love and care know no bounds. I aspire to be your partner in every sense, making you proud to call me your wife. I want to be your irresistible obsession, your sweet addiction, your forever companion.' Her eyes sparkled with intensity as she asked, 'Let me be your queen.' But just as he seemed to falter, she pressed on, her voice laced with a hint of vulnerability, 'I'm afraid... but...' ---------- Imagine a life-shattering revelation: on the day you took your first breath, your fate was sealed in a lifelong commitment to the one person you've loathed since childhood. Your cousin, yet arch-nemesis, Nabil Muhammad Suleiman, a ruthless pilot and CEO, has made your life a never-ending battleground. His ego and chauvinism know no bounds, and he's determined to control every aspect of your existence. Afifah Maryam Habib Suleiman, a fiery and unyielding architect, has built a top construction company and a reputation for independence. She detests being shackled and will stop at nothing to preserve her freedom. Yet, their parents' arrangement binds them together in a union that's both inescapable and suffocating. As they embark on a journey of clashes and unexpected twists, Nabil's dominating aura and Afifah's unbridled spirit collide in a maelstrom of passion and willpower. Will their bond ignite a fiery inferno of love or a war of attrition? Join them on a rollercoaster ride of emotions, as they navigate the unbreakable bond that threatens to consume them both. Started : 20 September 2021. Ended : .........

"Listen to me Qurratul Ayn, before you go, I want to know; did I ever offend you? Is my love for you too little?" I can feel his hand hovering over mine. He wants to hold it, but he knows better than to do that. "Please, I don't want to do this now. My flight is in thirty minutes." I can feel the tears wetting my Niqab. "No! I want to know. Where did I go wrong? Was it money? I didn't feed you well? I didn't clothe you? My love wasn't enough for you? I need to know, all those years! You're seriously willing to throw them away like they were nothing?" A sob breaks out but I manage to hide it behind a cough. I take a silent deep breath and turn, my Niqab swaying and making a whip sound. "It's not like, they really were nothing! Look, I don't have it in me to explain myself. You said you'd give me whatever I want? Then leave me be. I never loved you okay! I never did, it was all a sham, a facade!" His hand that was looming over mine falls limp beside him and he staggers back. "You're lying." He laughs. It's as if he's trying to convince himself. I scoff. "You think so? Well take a look at this." His eyes fill with tears and he takes one of his hands and place it on his mouth. He can't believe that it's actually true. "Okay, Fa'iza." My heart breaks. He never calls me that, ever. "I know something is wrong, and wallahi I'm going to find it out and bring you back to my house in six months. I promise." I feel my heart squeeze knowing his promise can never come to pass, ever. Death is nearing me so nothing can be done. Absolutely nothing. * Ten years of loving, doting over each other and marriage, Fa'iza upped and suddenly said she wanted out of the marriage. After months of persuasion and blackmail, Bello let her go, but before she left, he made a promise. Would he be able to fulfill this promise? STARTED: COMPLETED:

Not every truth deserves to be brought to light. Especially, when it's a ticking time bomb. Eventually, shredding every piece of his life with it. Zayn-Ashraf Malik__ a captain of the Nigerian Armed Forces. Twelve years of sweat, tears, and blood, burnt to ashes. What was his crime? Bringing the truth to life. How worse will things get after that? An excruciating near-death experience. A terrifying betrayal, least expected. Dismissal from the army. Almost getting lost in pleasurably destructive narcotics, with the pressure of possible leadership looming upon him in distress. How was he supposed to handle it all? An ultimate redemption came along, saving him by the bell. She was the solution to his never-ending adversities. He forgot that nothing lasts for long. Not even the good times. *~* To the world, she was an outcast with too many secrets that were buried deep within the earth. She was his angel with a dark shadow looming over her. This is a prequel to ' My Emir ' By Sara novels. ©2023

He stood at the entrance of his bathroom, his chest bare, his sun kissed hair wet from his late afternoon shower.. He caught my stare and held it with his own making long stride towards me, I swallowed hard. "There's no running away now little girl." He said trapping me with his arms, my back against the wall. "Who is talking about running?" I answered, faking a fierce look... A seventeen year old girl whose life changed as a result of a divorce, and a remarraige. Now it's left for her to decide if the change is for good or bad as she tries to adapt to the life her step father bestowed on her. Now can she do it? Because everything is new now, including her country .. A Nigerian in the midst of Americans is it devastating? Or intriguing?

18+ only! 🔥🔥🔥 | Toyin was living her best life! She had the perfect job with an Oil Major, amazing friends, a suitor and a fabulous apartment with a view of the Atlantic Ocean. Life was good until an unexpected breakup led her to the hot but NFA (No Future Ambition) Osaze. An odd pairing which helps her discover herself nonetheless. 🌴 Osaze didn't know what he was doing with his life anymore. He spontaneously quit his dream job as a top programmer with Google 3 years ago, moved back to Nigeria to start up his own tech company but failed miserably, was swindled out of his own code by ruthless business partners and is left with a million dollar debt to pay back to his investors. He now squats with a childhood friend in a dilapidated mansion (which is on the market by the way) and drinks his failure away in Lagos bars. When he meets Toyin, a young high flying oil & gas exec who has her own life together he starts to reevaluate his whole existence. Word count: 61,000 Best Rankings 📈#1 African | 20 October 2021 📈#1 Nigeria | 29 April 2021 📈#1 Lagos |11 March 2021 📈#1 NYSC | 26 Sept 2020 📈#1 Oil and gas |26 Sept 2020 📈#3 Lekki | 12 Mar 2021 📈#5 programmer | 31 Jan 2021 📈#1 Nigerian Story | 12 Mar 2021 📈#5 Naija | 12 Mar 2021 📈#3 WattpadNigeria | 12 Mar 2021 📈#10 Tech | 14 Mar 2021 📈#5 Naija | 12 Mar 2021 This is the first book in the Lagos Hustle and Love Series. (Came up with this a minute ago lol) 2nd Book: Sophia the First (Chapter 1 out in March 26th 2021) 3rd Book: Flaming Shadow (Chapter 1 out in August 6th 2021) Warning: Contains a ton of Nigerian & Black slangs (Most of them are googleable so I will leave them in italics but I will add an index of slangs chapter soon) I appreciate corrections and constructive criticism.

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"Are you ready?" I said to her placing her long silky hair at the back of her head. She nodded. Her bewitching smile sending immense pleasure to my body. I pushed into her slowly- carefully and then with a little force. She forced a smile at first and in seconds her face had turned pale, hysterical- beastly! "Shit!. Shit!. Stoppppp Dotun - Please stopp." She screamed loudly like she was in enormous pain. I felt like I was in another world, lost in a haze of sensations-almost like I had found a place that felt like home. But then, reality struck. No matter how intense the moment, when a woman says stop, you stop. It doesn't matter how powerful the desire burning through you is. "Shit!" I yelled, fighting to pull myself back from the edge. The tension within me was overwhelming, the kind that tempts you to ignore everything but your own feelings. But I knew better-her voice, her comfort, and her trust meant everything. The desire could wait. Respect couldn't. Dammit!!! The sweet taste of a woman!!! Her personality, A ferocious saint, like fire and brimstone. He on the other hand, is like water yet powerless against her fire She was broken, a puzzle that was missing a piece. But he was willing to carve his own piece to complete her. They said her fire would consume him. But he was ready to be destroyed by her raging flames! Ranked 1 in #nigerianstories

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