lanya:
Breathe Lily. Just Breathe, I tell myself. It’s starting again, the angry words and open disgust. I don’t know what I did this time. I mean, I’m just coming in.

Chuks is a nice guy, he really is. But this temper. I’m just coming in from the salon. I know it’s late but there was nothing I could do. My hairdresser was busy so I had to wait, besides I had called to inform him that I’ll be finished later than I expected.

He’s sitting outside, I nearly do not even notice him there. Just sitting and staring. Bleep. Breathe. I force my mouth open as I mumble words I hope sounds like a greeting and he responds. He doesn’t even comment on how nice my hair looks. I leave him there and go in. I need to wash off the sweat and heat of the day.

As the first drops of water hit me I remember I didn’t bring a change of clothes. “No problem, I’ll just wear his” I think to myself as I proceed to shower and go to bed. The cold water cascading down my body is exactly what I need, that and a painkiller. I dry myself and take his shirt, the mustard one, I like that one and shorts I see lying around. I feel refreshed and decide to watch a movie before sleeping. He is still outside.

I’ve seen this movie before but I really just want something to put me to sleep. I reach for the headset to plug into the laptop but withdraw my hand ; I want to hear when he’s talking to me. I press play and lie back to enjoy the movie. The lead actor is calling his love interest because he’s been in an accident and as he’s struggling to form the words in describing where he is, the door opens and he walks in. Chuks I mean. With a scowl on his face, I wonder silently what he has to scowl about. I’m the one that has been ignored since I walked in.

He starts talking, his voice rising with every sentence. Why did I come back so late? Why did I leave him outside? Why am I using his laptop? Why am I ignoring him? I don’t reply because I know he doesn’t really want answers, I just keep staring at the screen even though I can no longer hear what’s being said.

I’m praying he tires himself out and just go to bed. It happens so fast. He drags the laptop away and slams it shut, just barely missing my hands.

I know he’ll never hit me but his action shakes me enough that I withdraw to a corner on the bed, shielding myself with a pillow. He’s still talking and the jabs are... Read more at https://olliealley./2016/10/15/chronicles-of-lily-the-undercover-overlover/

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TWO YEARS TO THIRTY- EPISODE 1 by Rose Akpabio

She lay on the bed with her android tab going through pictures of her best friend’s wedding …how could she do this to her?

Others had abandoned or snubbed her rather immediately after they got married, but she didn’t expect this from her best friend Edna….

‘god help me…’ she whispered fearfully….

It wasn’t funny any longer….she was twenty eight years old and no man was yet to put a ring on her finger…

She’d lost most of her friends as a good number of them had gotten married before her…after attending each wedding, she would lock herself up in her room and cry…

‘don’t worry…your time would come’ that’s what they always said to comfort her…to make her feel better…

But it made her feel worse when she woke up to reality the next day….

Her name is Egodiamaka Anderson and she is twenty eight years old….she is like an average Nigerian spinster….

Who waits anxiously for her man to pop the question…and wipe away her ‘misfortune’ of being unmarried at such a late age…

Ego as she is fondly called graduated early from school at the age of twenty one…and was lucky to have a masters degree at the age of Twenty three…

She is an orphan as her parents both died when she was nineteen and she had to go live with her Uncle and his mean wife and cousins…

Thankfully, she’d gotten a job in a firm shortly after her National youth service corps and she’d become independent soon enough…

However, the problem was keeping a man or finding a good man…she always had badluck when It came to men…

She is a virgin and is ready to stay that way till she gets married, sadly not all the men that have come her way feel that way…

She logged out of facebook, tired of watching Edna’s wedding pictures…. Edna had stopped picking her calls…
She’d thought of it as a kind of network problem but it broke her heart that day….

Yes, the day she’d bumped into her friend in a shopping mall and Edna ignored her completely, though she’d tried starting a conversation, she cut her short and hurried out…

She pushed the troubling thoughts out of her mind and peered out of the window…she felt lonely on Sundays…

Her job kept her busy on weekdays…now she had nothing doing and she didn’t feel like watching any movies….
The weather had changed, the clouds had gathered yet again, it was going to rain, then she heard the loud bang!
‘Jesus take control’ she gasped…as it dawned on her that someone had just been shot.

Then she saw the middle aged woman….who lay on the dusty streets bleeding….


***
‘so my love….tell me about your trip to Seychelles…what’s it like over there? Never been there before…’ Ife wrapped her hands over her lover….

‘darling…’ Yinka groaned and rolled atop her….

‘stop that…you haven’t answered my question….don’t you wanna take me there’? she struggled as he tickled her….

‘it’s beautiful…I’ll take you there….whenever you’re ready…I love you so much Ife…my only wish is that…’

‘don’t say it…don’t let it spoil our moment together…I love you so much Yinka…promise never to let me go’ she placed her fore finger over his luscious lips….

Yinka was a man to die for…. He was extremely handsome…he was tall and well muscled and had a fine caramel complexion…

His eyes were hazel…neither blue nor brown but they were most beautiful…they bore through the soul and could calm a storm…

His nose was straight and attractive and his lips were not too full but very soft and slightly pink…Yinka Oluwatosin was every bit any woman’s Mr Right…

She sighed and fell back on him….if only she’d waited for him…she wouldn’t have been trapped in that hell of a marriage…

But she’d been too fast and now they had to show their love in secret…she was married to another man but her heart would forever belong to Yinka…

No woman would take her place…because no one could understand him the way she did….

‘hey babe….lemme take that’ he picked the phone up…he didn’t know the caller…but he picked anyway…

‘hello please who am I speaking with’? he was polite….

‘hi…sir…your mother had a little accident…please come over to ST.LUKE’S HOSPITAL OFF ORE ROAD’ the caller replied…

‘what is it?’ Ife saw trouble written all over his face…

‘I have to go baby….mum just had an accident…’ he kissed her and burrowed into his clothes….

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CHAPTER 1
I walked out of the bathroom and began
to slowly make my way down the narrow
hallway. My hands were tucked deep into
the pockets of my little pink pajama
pants in an attempt to keep my fingers
warm. The night air was chilly and as I
silently made my way back to my
bedroom I couldn't sway my mind away
from the thought of sliding back under
the warmth of my plush blanket. I was
only sporting a tiny little black tank top
and already I was starting to feel the
goose bumps rising up on my arms.
The house was silent. The only noises
were the sounds of the wind howling
fiercely outside the window and my
older brother's epic snoring echoing
down the hallway. My parents were away
for the weekend, gone on some major
golf tournament, which left the house to
me and my brother. Not that it was much
of a surprise, being left unsupervised
was the norm as my parents were hardly
ever home. If they weren't away for golf
then it was business or another vacation,
either way they were really only home a
few days a month.
Before they departed, they had left
implicit instructions that we were not
allowed to have any friends over.
Naturally, my brother decided to rebel
against my parent's authority and invite
his utterly hot friend over for the night. I
honestly didn't mind the eye candy and
my parents would be none the wiser.
Also, it didn't hurt that the guy was
unbelievably sexy and one of the most
popular guys at our school, Crowns High.
I couldn't help but stare at him with
quiet reverence and awe every time I
saw him, even though he barely even
acknowledged my existence.
As I reached my bedroom door I turned
the knob and walked into my warm and
cozy bedroom. My heart skipped a beat
and my breath was caught in my chest as
I realized there was someone sitting on
my bed. It took me a moment to realize
who it was as relief washed over me. It
was only Adams, my brother's friend.
He was wearing a pair of black and red
plaid pajama pants with a tight white
muscle shirt. I could see every perfectly
chiseled muscle through the thin fabric
of his shirt, which instantly caused me to
breathe in sharply. His tousled brown
hair was about an inch long and stood up
on all ends, indicating he had probably
been tossing and turning in bed for
hours.
Then suddenly the relief transformed
itself into mild confusion. I mean, sure, I
was relieved that it was Adams in my
bedroom and not some creepy stranger
danger crawling in through the window,
but I thought to myself, 'what was Adams
Brown doing in my bedroom?'
"A-Adams?" I stuttered as I took a few
more brave steps into my bedroom. "W-
what are you doing in here?"
And there it was, my very first words
ever spoken to this demi-god, Adams
Brown. Although Adams had been my
brother's friend for years I had never
exchanged any sort of verbal dialogue
with him before. Hell, I'd never really
spoken to any of the student body at
Crowns High.
"I couldn't sleep," he finally replied.
I frowned, my eyebrows raised in
confusion. "So you decided you come
into my bedroom?"
"Well, I wanted to come see you," he
answered quietly as he stood up and
began to walk toward me.
Instantly, I felt my heart begin to beat
more rapidly and my palms begin to get
clammy.
"M-me?" I asked, still completely dazed
and somewhat confused. I mean why
would he want to see me? Adams was
two years older than me and completely
out of my league. "But why me?" He took
one last step that brought him only
inches away from me. "I can't get you out
of my mind, Jane," he whispered near
my ear. His hand reached toward me as
his fingers traced along the outline of my
face. The second his rough skin brushed
against my cheek a shiverof of desire ran
down my spine.
I stood there completely stunned
speechless as I continued to just stare
into his deep brown eyes. My heart
continued to thump until it was racing at
an abnormal and unhealthy rate. I
wondered if it was possible to have a
heart attack at my age.
TO BE CONTINUED

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Chapter. 1
Hammick looked ahead at the gathering of unruly half-drunk peasants in front of him and cursed the gods.
"Order." He bellowed, and the crowd turned silent, Hammick looked around the large torch lit hall, rubbed his hairy jaw and cleared his throat.
"Now you all know, why we're here." Hammick said in a voice that revealed his weariness.
"Em, I don't." Shouted someone in the crowd, hammick closed his eyes, resisting the urge to scream, he let out a huff of air and reopened them.
"For the seventh time, we're here because we've been threatened with war." Hammick said slowly.
"Who threatened us again?" Someone asked.
"I hear it's the barbarians." Someone else answered.
"The barbarians? What the Bleep do they want with us? We don't have shit worth taking."
"That's what I thought too."
"Quiet down you useless shits." Hammick screamed and again the hall turned silent and hammick continued.
"The barbarians have threatened us with war, so we must be ready." He looked around at the raised platform he stood on.
"Where's the Oracle?" Hammick asked the person beside him, a young lad named John or was it Alfred? uhh who gives a shit thought hammick.
"I think he's late." John or Alfred disclosed.
"You don't say." Hammick responded, then he looked up and cursed the gods again. Hammick then fixed his gaze back on the peasants.
"Sorry about that, now where were we?"
"Something about barbarians I think." Someone replied.
"Uh yes barbarians, now_"
"Sorry I'm late." Someone shouted, parting through the sea of peasants as the person approached the platform, the Oracle appeared, climbing up the platform, he stood next to hammick, beads of sweat rolling down his face.
"Sorry. I got caught up in one of my visions from the future again." The Oracle said to hammick.
"What did you see this time?" Hammick asked, more out of habit than curiosity. The Oracle looked at hammick, his expression dead serious as he brought his face closer to hammick's.
"Two words." The Oracle said in a hushed tone.
"Global Warming." The Oracle revealed with fright.
"What's that?" Hammick asked, now truly curious, the Oracle shrugged, his expression turning back to normal.
"How the bloody hell should I know, but it's big in the twenty-first century, believe me." Hammick sighed.
"Just talk to them." Hammick instructed pointing to the crowd of about six hundred people.
"Fine." The Oracle said turning to the crowd.
"You all know the barbarians are coming." The Oracle started, patting his thick robes.
"And our only hope is to fight." He continued.
"How do you know that?" Simon the Shepard asked from the front of the crowd, the Oracle squinted his eyes at simon.
"I know that because I am the Oracle."
"Well did you actually see it?" Simon asked, the Oracle seemed unprepared for the question.
"Well_"
"Well no." The Oracle admitted, hammick slapped his palm across his face, and once again cursed the gods.
"All I keep getting from the spirits is porn." The Oracle revealed.
"Not that I'm complaining or anything." He added, smiling as he glanced up at the ceiling.
"Porn, what's that?" Simon asked.
"Only one of the greatest accomplishments of the future, its a sort of_"
"That's enough." Hammick boomed, startling the crowd, hammick was very impressed at his vocal skills. He shoved the Oracle aside, reclaiming the centre of the platform once again.
"If the barbarians get here with a fully prepared army, we're bleeped." Hammick peered at the crowd, praying they understood the weight of those words.
"A few days from now the barbarians will camp out at black lake, they'll be tired and hungry, but most importantly they'll be weak."
"Oh I get you, then we'll go there and beg for mercy." Someone whose name hammick didn't know or care to know interrupted from the front, hammick glared at him.
"No." Hammick stressed.
"We don't beg for mercy, we attack their tired barbarian arses at black lake." Hammick explained.
"That doesn't sound like a good plan." The nameless person argued.
"Well no one asked you." Hammick reminded.
"Fine, but when this all blows up in your arses, don't say Alonso never warned you." The previously nameless person hammick now knew as Alonso warned.
"Suck a prick Alonso." Someone yelled from the crowd, followed by laughter. Hammick straightened the smile off his face and continued.
"If we do nothing, the barbarians will kill us, take our lands and our women." Someone laughed, hammick folded his fingers into fist.
"Who laughed?" Hammick demanded, and a hand shot up from the middle of the crowd, the bastard didn't even have the decency to hide hammick thought. The person walked closer to the platform, a big scraggly fellow, hammick instantly recognised as Eric the stonemason.
"Why did you laugh Eric?" Hammick inquired, more tired than angry now, controlling nitwits was no easy task. Eric had the gall to laugh again.
"Well it's just that you said they would take our women." Eric explained.
"And why is that funny?" Hammick asked.
"Well its just because I know they wouldn't take my wife." Eric clarified, hammick sighed.
"And why do you think that?" He asked again.
"Are you kidding? have you seen my wife, she's uglier than a shit stained wall, I'm getting a de-rection just thinking about her." Eric said to the amusement of everyone but hammick.
"And you think that will matter to the barbarians?" Hammick asked.
"Of course it will, I'm her husband and even I won't Bleep her." Eric disclosed, causing another round of laughter from everyone but hammick, who just starred ahead and once more cursed the gods.
"Well then you must have something you care about?" Hammick requested, eager to end the interference.
"Well there is this pure white stallion I got a week ago, real beauty this one, plus it has excellent mileage, and I'm talking about going for miles on just a half bag of hay." Eric replied.
"Its my pride and joy." Eric added, wiping what looked like a tear drop from his cheek.
"Then there you go. Something worth dying for." Hammick said to Eric, mentally stabbing himself with a pitchfork.
"See. We all have something worth dying for!" Hammick boomed to the crowd.
"Now who's ready to fight the barbarians?" Hammick screamed, a barely audible cheer went up from the crowd, but that wouldn't dampen hammick's spirit, not when he'd come so far, he cleared his throat.
"Who's ready to die for our home?" Hammick boomed again, this time he only got three coughs in return.
"Shit." Hammick whispered to himself, that's it we're doomed, he summarized, but the Oracle stepped in.
"Allow me." The Oracle requested, and hammick hesitantly stepped aside, all eyes then turned to the Oracle, who cleared his throat.
"Well how many of you don't want a fourteen inch barbarian cock up your asshole?" The Oracle asked simply, all hands were raised in the hall. The Oracle nodded, he'd expected as much.
"Well then, the gods have shown me that's exactly what will happen if we don't fight."
"I thought you said they only showed you porn?" Someone inquired.
"Only on Mondays and Wednesdays, the rest of the time its keeping up with the kardashians." The Oracle clarified,
"But on rare occasions the gods do give me a glimpse into our future. And I see all your assholes being stuffed with hairy barbarian cock. If we don't fight that is."
"Really?" Simon the Shepard asked, both his hands now involuntarily clutching his butt cheeks.
"Yes." The Oracle answered gravely.
"And I fear some of you will be gangbanged." Gasp's echoed throughout the hall. Sad indeed, thought the Oracle.
"Frankly I would have gotten alot more from the vision, but you were all screaming like a woman in labour as your assholes were being rammed. And that really messes with reception." The Oracle revealed.
"So there you have it folks." Hammick shouted.
"Defending your home, not getting your assholes stuffed by barbarian cock. Same thing." Hammick once again pushed the Oracle aside.
"Now who wants to fight some bloody barbarians?" Hammick asked, this time a halfhearted cheer went up from the crowd, but that was good enough for hammick.

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Hello diary,

I'm Dora Andy and I'm sure you're wondering at my brand of crazy to name myself an assistant girlfriend, stick a little longer and you just might find out. On a regular day, I'm the average girl next door who is just another face in the crowd because I'm not so popular or outstanding.

The reason may be because of my plain Jane looks, neat but regular dressing with no laces and frills unlike all the other 'girly' girls. I'm more comfortable on baggy jean and jersey than skirts and gowns. I also detest heels with a passion. Another reason may be because I don't like to talk too much, because i know for certain that along the line, my train of thoughts will freak people out...

But I believe here's a place to honestly and shamelessly pour my heart out. So what could be better to talk about on here, than the first time I fell in love and what went down with Jack.

I'm usually the kind of girl who carves her heart out and wears it on her sleeve. I have all the good intentions and try to do things right. But things fall out of place especially because we don't know what's on peoples mind.

I doubt Jack will ever find this, but i would love to pour my heart out...

Why am i so stuck to the past? Well, maybe because i am still deeply in love with someone who didn't seem destined for me, even though we have never seen nor spoken since we parted ways.

Or maybe its because I care way too much about what people think about me, and I have a desperate need to set the records straight.

Why didn't I say anything then?

Maybe because I didn't have half the mind I have now. Or I was so caught up in the situation, I couldn't handle it properly.

But I will lay how it all went down 5 years ago so you will understand all of it dear diary


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@mattkent

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Register as a writer on penpee.com. You do not have to be a professional writer,our editors will vet before publication. Some of our editors have worked for top media houses in the UK, USA and in Nigeria.

Once you post it on our website (www.penpee.com)and is verified by our team; you get paid each time a new person reads a chapter of your story

This means you can invite friends to read your story in Penpee.com and get paid for each view!

Writers can withdraw their accumulated credits into their PayPal or any bank account in Nigeria, or anywhere else in the world.

Register for free today!
Every member is awarded welcome credits, they can be accumulated over time or purchased. Credits earned are used to read online stories.

Anyone can join as a writer, once you possess the skill and present authentic stories.

Go ahead now and join www.penpee.com to start reading and posting your own short stories.

NEW!!! All writers receive $10 on their first published chapter...isn't that amazing

Be in touch with Penpee
We are available online 24/7 or you can reach us at support@penpee.com

@foxyflow

Ever considered making money doing what you love doing?

Register as a writer on penpee.com and thereafter send a draft of your first chapter to support@penpee.com. You do not have to be a professional writer,our editors will vet before publication. Some of our editors have worked for top media houses in the UK, USA and in Nigeria.

Once your story has been verified, we post it on our website (www.penpee.com) and you get paid each time a new person reads a chapter of your story

This means you can invite friends to read your story in Penpee.com and get paid for each view!

Writers can withdraw their accumulated credits into their PayPal or any bank account in Nigeria, or anywhere else in the world.

Register for free today!
Every member is awarded welcome credits, they can be accumulated over time or purchased. Credits earned are used to read online stories.

Anyone can join as a writer, once you possess the skill and present authentic stories.

Go ahead now and join www.penpee.com to start reading and posting your own short stories.

NEW!!! All writers receive $10 on their first published chapter...isn't that amazing

Be in touch with Penpee
We are available online 24/7 or you can reach us at support@penpee.com

@oyinprince

Ever considered making money doing what you love doing?

Register as a writer on penpee.com. You do not have to be a professional writer,our editors will vet before publication. Some of our editors have worked for top media houses in the UK, USA and in Nigeria.

Once you post it on our website (www.penpee.com)and is verified by our team; you get paid each time a new person reads a chapter of your story

This means you can invite friends to read your story in Penpee.com and get paid for each view!

Writers can withdraw their accumulated credits into their PayPal or any bank account in Nigeria, or anywhere else in the world.

Register for free today!
Every member is awarded welcome credits, they can be accumulated over time or purchased. Credits earned are used to read online stories.

Anyone can join as a writer, once you possess the skill and present authentic stories.

Go ahead now and join www.penpee.com to start reading and posting your own short stories.

NEW!!! All writers receive $10 on their first published chapter...isn't that amazing

Be in touch with Penpee
We are available online 24/7 or you can reach us at support@penpee.com

oweniwe:


My books are more than 6,000 words but I can break them into series. It's really heartwarming having someone from penpee here....

Ouch... I thought it was detutu1 that replied my earlier post... E don happen O. (Dont ask wetin happen)

Hello oweniwe,

Not to worry. Once you have sent your details to support@penpee.com. You will be contacted in due cause.

Thank you.