Hey guys..Thanks for reading thus far. The story is remaining 5 chapters...so, I should finish it in the next 48 hours from now.

Hey guys, I want to talk about something real quick. I need your help. I need your help with ideas on how to successfully monetize all the stories I have. I know none of us is as intelligent as all of us, so I know you guys can come up with ideas that can help me achieve my purpose.


So, basically what I'm trying to say is, I am trying to become a successful literary entrepreneur with the help of you guys. I know my weakness and my strengths. I know I am not the best writer on this forum, but at least I can score myself 7/10 abi . That is good enough. My strength is really in coming up with story plots. I have almost 30 stories on Nairaland. As I am typing now, I have 2 story ideas in my head that I want to start working on, as soon as I complete the 2 uncompleted stories on the platform. I can start and complete two novelettes every month on Nairaland.


I'm a poultry farmer, and that's where my main source of income comes from, but I believe I should be able to make at least $1,000 from this my writing talent . So, I call on all you readers of my stories...the ones that show themselves, and the ghosts, help me come up with ideas to achieve my goal. I have 25 of my stories published on Okadabooks, but barely make anything from there. I just believe there must be a way. As I said earlier, none of us is as intelligent as all of us.




Thanks.

Looking at sokodobo's style, he posts some chapters before marketing his work. That way readers are already hooked.

CivilzedTyger:
Looking at sokodobo's style, he posts some chapters before marketing his work. That way readers are already hooked.

Kayo80 post his own completely, if he won't he'll let us know from the beginning

Chapter 12

By the time they got home, Sesan had heard the whole story. He had always believed his grandfather died before he was born; now he was hearing that the man had abandoned his grandmother after she got pregnant for him. Sesan’s mom also told him she didn’t know about him till after her mother died a few years ago, and he showed up trying to come into her life.

She had lived her whole life believing her father had died when she was a baby. And then she heard he had abandoned her at birth, she developed a strong hatred towards him and never wanted to have anything to do with him ever.

When they got back home, instead of going to up to his room as usual, he sat in the living room silently with his mom, going through all that had just been revealed to him in his head. It was too much to take all at once. He had too many questions. Like his mom, he wondered how it happened that he had been the one to answer to the advertisement his grandfather had put up o Facebook. He also wondered why his grandfather, the cofounder of of one the biggest oil companies in Nigeria was now a magician. It just didn’t make sense to him. Did he loose his stake in the company? Sesan wondered.
“I have to talk to him mom.” He said; breaking the silence.
“You will do no such thing. We will look for a way to pay him back the rent money.”
“But mom…Mom, you said you wanted to meet him up for the money initially.”
“Yes. I was desperate at the time. Besides, I don’t like how he went behind my back in meeting you.”
“He didn’t. It’s the universe that did.”
“The universe? What are you talking about?”
“Mom. I really have to talk to him.”
“No you won’t see him again. And that’s finally.” She said with a loud angry voice.
He sat there, taking deep breaths, trying to calm himself down as he was losing his tempter. He knew his mom would never lie to him, but he just didn’t want to believe the same man he had been working closely with over the last couple of weeks could do something that heartless. He needed to think. He needed a walk. “Mom, I need to get something from Ngozi. I need it for a school project.” He said as he got off his seat.
“Okay.”


……….


Sesan and Ngozi were in her upstairs living room talking. The place was quite small, with just one couch; a long three seater facing the big flat screen TV on the cream painted wall. It was reserved for the children, and it used to be where Sesan, Ngozi, and her brother played video games in the past. He hadn’t come up here in a while, and he felt nostalgic as they sat side by side on the couch talking. A cooking program was showing on TV, but the volume was turned down.

He had told her about the magician turning out to be his grandfather and how his mom had banned him from ever seeing him again. After initially going gaga over the story and asking him for more details, she suggested he call the man. “At least your mom didn’t say anything about not calling him.” She had said. But he said he respected the man and didn’t think it would be proper discussing a sensitive topic with him on the phone. She agreed with him.
Ngozi yawned, and Sesan wanted to leave, but she pulled him back on the couch. She was clearly tired from the new responsibility she had taken up. It was clear in her voice even. The ever fast talking Ngozi, was talking slowly, and in slurs sometimes. It was funny to him how sexy he found her slow talking voice. Also unlike her, she was wearing perfume and she smelt so good. She had on jeans and a black tank top, and their bare arms from the elbow area to their arms touched, sending chills up his spine.

After a while of sitting in silence, she put her fingers in between his and looked up at him with a poker face as she said, “Just do what’s in your heart.” He didn’t know if that was meant as a double entendre by her, or she was only talking about the issue with his grandfather. Their eyes locked for a while, and then they both looked away. She slowly disentangled her hand from his, and turned up the TV volume a few notches. They spent the rest of his stay there watching TV in silence.

Thanks for the update

Ngozi Ngozi, dey watch u with 3d oooo

Make sesan go see the man jhor, nothing go happen



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I know Ngozi is Chun Lee.

Update on point. Thanks

best nairaland story ..kudos to the writer

Thumbs up KayO....

Well done kayo80

kayo80:
Hey guys, I want to talk about something real quick. I need your help. I need your help with ideas on how to successfully monetize all the stories I have. I know none of us is as intelligent as all of us, so I know you guys can come up with ideas that can help me achieve my purpose.


So, basically what I'm trying to say is, I am trying to become a successful literary entrepreneur with the help of you guys. I know my weakness and my strengths. I know I am not the best writer on this forum, but at least I can score myself 7/10 abi . That is good enough. My strength is really in coming up with story plots. I have almost 30 stories on Nairaland. As I am typing now, I have 2 story ideas in my head that I want to start working on, as soon as I complete the 2 uncompleted stories on the platform. I can start and complete two novelettes every month on Nairaland.


I'm a poultry farmer, and that's where my main source of income comes from, but I believe I should be able to make at least $1,000 from this my writing talent . So, I call on all you readers of my stories...the ones that show themselves, and the ghosts, help me come up with ideas to achieve my goal. I have 25 of my stories published on Okadabooks, but barely make anything from there. I just believe there must be a way. As I said earlier, none of us is as intelligent as all of us.


In order not to derail this thread, you can reach me directly on 0802-7794635 (text, call, whatsapp), or send me a mail...kayode.odusanya@gmail.com


Thanks.

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Ngozi chun lee

Chapter 13

Around 9am the next morning, he was outside the magician’s house; this time not in his mom’s Kia, but in the front passenger seat of Ngozi’s blue hatchback Renault. The car was silent as he composed his thoughts, and went through all the questions he wanted answers to.

He turned to the side to look at Ngozi applying makeup with her eyes focused on the rare-view mirror. She was dressed casually in blue jeans, a black top, and had she a black bandanna covering her hair. She looked a little like Genevieve Nnaji. Even though she still had a splash of her tomboy swag, she was looking more beautiful than she had ever looked to him.

“Are you going to go and talk to your grandpa or you’re going to be staring at me all day?” Ngozi said and he laughed lightly. She rolled the lipstick in her hand a few times till the top part she had been using to paint her lips rolled out of sight, and then she capped it. She turned to face him as she rubbed her lips together. “Oh, you are wearing that blue polo top I got you?”
“Yes. Thanks again.”
“It looks really good on you.”
“Thank you. And thanks for the ride.” He said as he opened the car door and got out.
“You want me to wait for you?”
“Nope; I think I’ll be here a while.” He said, leaning on the car window now.
“Okay. I wish you luck.” She said with a smile.
“Thanks. Bye.” He said and hit the roof of the car before turning around and walking towards the gate. Ngozi honked twice and drove off.
Yusuf opened the gate before he even knocked. He looked shocked to see Sesan earlier than usual. Sesan greeted him and stepped into the compound. He had called his grandfather the night before, immediately his mom finally gave him the go ahead to go and see him, so the man was expecting him.

Sesan met him in his regular sitting position when he walked into the house. He was still in his pajamas and had a big white mug in his hand with steam dancing around the top.
“Good morning sir.” Sesan said as he proceeded into the living room.
“Good morning Sesan.” The man said with a warm smile on his face. Sesan sat opposite him in an upright sitting position, with his hands clasped. “I guess we should get right to it.” The man said and Sesan nodded with a smile.

After a prolonged silence, the man said, “Before I start, I would like to say the man you see sitting in front of you today is not the man I was fifty years ago.” He stopped to take a sip from his hot cup of tea, dropped the mug on the table and continued with, “I met your grandmother when I was in my early twenties, fresh out of the university. I had just returned from England at the time.” He stopped to smile, and look into space, reminiscent of the old times. “It was the sixties; there was no AIDS back then and we barely used condoms. I was reckless and ruthless at the time; going from one girl to another. But your grandmother was really special; I just wasn’t ready for the responsibilities of fatherhood.” He cracked his knuckles a few times before continuing with, “My brothers and I had just founded Quantum Petroleum at the time and all I cared about was the growth of the company.”
Sesan’s eyes popped out; shocked at the realization that his grandfather was a co-owner of Quantum Petroleum. That was the biggest downstream oil company in the country. “I asked her to get an abortion, and when she refused, I got angry and left her. Abortions back then were quite dangerous, but I didn’t care. I was really heartless back then.” Sesan imagined his grandmother as a young girl, pregnant and helpless, and it saddened him. She was just about Ngozi’s age when she got pregnant, and he couldn’t even imagine how Ngozi would handle an unwanted pregnancy. “By the time I had come to my senses, and went to look for her, she was nowhere to be found. I got tired of searching after a while, and believed she would at least come to me when the child was born, but it she never did. One month turned to one year, one year turned to ten years, ten years to thirty years. Time goes by so fast when you are making millions and traveling the world.” He sighed and reached out for the mug, took a few sips, and placed the mug back on the table.

“And then one day a few years ago, I saw her obituary on the walls of a church I had been invited to. I went for her funeral, and approached your mom, but she didn’t want to have anything to do with me.” He stopped to rub the back of his neck for a while before continuing with, “I kept trying over the years, but she kept making it clear she wanted nothing to do with me. I had been married twice, but never found happiness. My career had been my life. I had all the money in the world, but I felt unfulfilled.” He sighed and sat back in his seat.

The room was quiet for a while before he went on with, “I had always been fascinated by magic, so I resigned my position as the group chief executive officer at Quantum Petroleum and traveled to India.” He had a smile on his face now. “My kids and other family members were furious, but I didn’t care. I just wanted to make the most of the remaining years I had left. I wanted to do something that I loved which at the same time would put smiles on the faces of thousands.” He reached out to get the mug again, and took down the remaining content in it. “It wasn’t an easy task because of my bad health, but I had money, lots of it, so it made things easier. I learnt from the best. They were exciting times.”

After a short pause, he went on with, “And when I came back to Nigeria early this year, all I could think about was getting to know you.” He smiled at Sesan. “I had a young man that worked in the IT department of Quantum Petroleum that I had paid handsomely to keep a tab on you and your mom over the years. Johnson did a great job.” When he saw the quizzical look on Sesan’s face, he said, “Sorry about that. I just wanted so much to be a part of your life.”
“I think I understand.” Sesan said.
“I had left my mansion in Parkview, Ikoyi, and moved into this two bedroom bungalow just so I could live an ordinary life. Of course my kids didn’t like that, especially Nike.” He said with a smile.
There was a question that had been on Sesan’s mind for the past twenty hours that he needed an answer to, and when he saw an opportunity, he asked, “Sir. How did you get me to see that ad on Facebook? Was it magic?”
“Maybe that was a bit magical, but Johnson did that.”
“How?”
“Thanks to accuracy of reach in Facebook advertisement; he narrowed down the reach of the advertisement to male, born in December, twenty-one to twenty-two years old, in Akoka. Of course a few tens of people called, but I knew you would call. I just knew. Once you did, we deleted the Ad.”
“Oh. Okay.”
“Yea, that’s the beauty of technology I guess.”
The room went quiet for a while, and then the man asked, “Now that you have the full story; do you still want to go on working with me? Do you still want to learn the magic tricks?”

Sesan had gone through a roller-coaster of emotions while listening to his story, but he felt he couldn’t hate someone for mistakes they made in the past if they had become remorseful of those mistakes. He looked up at the man and with a smile on his face, said, “Yes sir.”

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Wa oo.the story gets more intresting as it unfolds. Thanks for the update

Chapter 14

According to psychologists, Lawrence and Ames, what we see when we look at something depends not so much on what is there as on the assumption we make when we look. We don’t actually see with the eyes, they only take snapshots of what’s in front of us, send to the visual cortex part of the brain, which then interprets the images based on the brain’s data bank. Our brains are responsible for our perception of vision. This was one of the scientifically proven facts that Sesan had learned over the weeks working closely with the magician. When people come to magic shows, their assumption is that they are going to witness magic, so they zero in on that; they only see the magic, and not the tricks behind the magic.

Dressed in black pants, black t shirt, and a black jacket, Sesan stood at center of the stage, looking at the audience of little over a thousand people in front of him. He was about to perform his last magic trick of the day and couldn’t believe he had handled the show all by himself.

His grandfather had come down with a fever from exhaustion at the last minute. If Sesan hadn’t been a great student, they would have disappointed the large crowd in front of him. So far so good, he had done well and was about to perform his most daring trick. “I need a volunteer for this last magic performance.” He called out into the audience. A few hands went up with murmuring everywhere. Sesan pointed at a girl on the front row to his left and called on her to come on stage. She had a smile on her face as she walked on stage excitedly. The black gown she was wearing clung to her slender body. Sesan held out his hand as she approached him, and she took it. Behind them, two of Sesan’s stage girls, dressed in white one-piece bathing suits were wheeling in a coffin-like box onto the center of the stage. The girl that volunteered for the magic performance looked back a few times, and the smile on her face slowly disappeared. Sesan whispered something in her ear, and she smiled again. He then led her to the box, and instructed her to climb into it. She did so, and lay flat inside, with her head and legs protruding out on the two ends of the box. Sesan stood aside and waved his hands at the box, showing the audience that the girl was really in the box.

The two girls that had wheeled in the coffin were wheeling in something else; it was a large, industrial buzz saw. The round stainless steel blades shown under the deem stage light. The girls placed it at the back of the box the girl was in; the scary looking blades now hung a few feet high up from the box. Sesan waved his hands at the box one more time before walking over to circular saw. He turned it on, and started lowering it onto the box. The large spinning saw made a menacing sound, and the girl in the box looked really worried. Silent murmurs could be heard in the crowd.

There was a large outcry in the audience when the saw went through the box, cutting the girl in the half, and leaving the stage bloodied up. A woman in the crowd shouted “JESUS!” and ran out the hall. The rest of the crowd sat there, dumbfounded as the box was pulled apart by the Sesan’s stage assistance, showing that the girl was really sawed in half. The girls then pushed the wheels back together, making the box whole again.

Sesan waved at the box a few times, before the girls walked over to the front of the box and covered it with a black cloth. They removed the cloth after a few seconds, and Sesan walked over to the box, opened it, and pulled out the smiley faced volunteer. The crowd gave a standing ovation as Sesan and the girl walked forward on stage. They both bowed at the crowed in a cheerful mode, before he gave her a hug, and she walked off stage, back into the audience.

He was still bowing at the audience when another outcry erupted from the audience. One of his pretty stage girls was walking towards him from the back with an axe in her hand. Before he could turn around, she raised it up and let it come down on his neck. Sesan bent over to catch his head before it fell to the ground, put it back in place, and stood upright to the shock of the audience. The whole room was quiet, till the pretty assistance dropped the ax and smiled at the crowd. They received their second standing ovation of the night.


……….


The night was a success; more of a success than he had ever dreamed, and he was excited as he slipped backstage. His online friend, Chun Lee had asked that that they meet by the car park immediately after the show and he couldn’t wait to see her. ‘I would be dressed in all white’ she had said in her last message to him.
He saw a tall muscular guy in all black, standing next to a girl in glasses when he stepped out of the hall through the backdoor. The girl had on jeans and a white top. “Hello.” She said as she approached him. Could this be Chun Lee? He thought to himself. “My name is Ndidi.” She said with an outstretched hand. He shook it and looked behind her as her friend approached. He was just about an inch taller than Sesan, but he was much more built physically. “This is my friend, Olu.” The girl said as she placed her hand on the guy’s shoulder. “We…We are big fans of your magic show and think we might have a job for you.”
“Umm. Okay. But I’m kind of in a hurry right now.”
“Okay. No problem. We will call you later.” The girl said and they walked off. Sesan stood there, wondering what she meant by her last statement then he heard a voice in his head say, ‘We have your number. We will reach out.’ It sounded as loud as if the person that said it was actually beside him. He shook his head, and hurried along towards the car park.

She had her back to him when he saw her standing next to a black SUV. Just like she had said, she had on all white; a short, white sleeveless gown, and white shoes to match. His heart started racing as he approached her. When he finally got to her back and she turned around, his jaw dropped to the floor when he saw who it was. “You’re Chun Lee?” He asked her and she nodded. “You have been Chun Lee all the while?” He asked, and she nodded again. “Wow! How…how did you pull it off? I’m sure there was a time Chun Lee sent me a mail when you were right there beside me.”
“I told you time and again to change your network provider.” She said and smiled.
“Wow! I don’t know what to say.” He said and she remained silent. She looked so enchanting. “I’m kind of glad you turned out to be Chun Lee though.” He said and chuckled.
“Can I ask why?”
“I was…I was falling in love with Chun Lee and Ngozi at the same time, now I don’t have to make a decision.”
She smiled and looked down for a while before looking up and saying, “You remember that day I was driving you home and you told me the magician…your granddad had thought you about visualization?”
“Yeah.”
“I actually went home that day and started doing exactly what you explained to me.”
“Oh. Wow.”
“Yeah. I started visualizing you as my boyfriend.” She said and looked away shyly. “I guess the stuff does work.”
“I guess so.” He said, and she slowly turned to look back at him. He had never seen her look that nervous before and he just wanted to hold her in his arms. He took a few steps forward, leaned in and kissed her. He pulled away after a few seconds, and she looked away with a on her sheepish smile on her face.
“So…what happens now?” Ngozi asked after a prolonged silence.
“I guess we live happily ever after.” Sesan said, and she laughed.
There was another prolonged silence before Ngozi said, “Umm. Can we try that kiss again; it didn’t feel magical enough.” They both burst out laughing. When they got quiet again, Ngozi pulled Sesan forward by his jacket, he stylishly slipped his hand around her waist, and they locked lips.

The End

I want to say thank you to all the moral support I got from you guys while writing this story. Most of my novelettes are usually about 10,000 words, but this one is 13,400 (Completed in exactly 3 weeks and 3 days). Thanks to you guys.

Thank you Ann2012, nastynic, LightQueen, skubido, crossfm, queenitee, collinometricx, OluwabuqqyYOLO, abubakarbabang7, carloz685, OlufemiWhit, MhizDherbee, evajael, shedrak1, froze6, fabulousbrainzz, emperorblog21, superjaks, CivilyzedTiger, Oloyedprince1, Djex614, michael123pelemo, Electricboy, Happiness98...I really appreciate you guys. It ain't easy writing sometimes, but you guys kept me going during the course of writing this story.

OluwabuqqyYOLO:
I know Ngozi is Chun Lee.

queenitee:
Ngozi chun lee

Uwc Sir, I've always been ur fan and an addict of your novelettes. Keep on with the good work

kayo80:
I want to say thank you to all the moral support I got from you guys while writing this story. Most of my novelettes are usually about 10,000 words, but this one is 13,400 (Completed in exactly 3 weeks and 3 days). Thanks to you guys.

Thank you Ann2012, nastynic, LightQueen, skubido, crossfm, queenitee, collinometricx, OluwabuqqyYOLO, abubakarbabang7, carloz685, OlufemiWhit, MhizDherbee, evajael, shedrak1, froze6, fabulousbrainzz, emperorblog21, superjaks, CivilyzedTiger, Oloyedprince1, Djex614, michael123pelemo, Electricboy, Happiness98...I really appreciate you guys. It ain't easy writing sometimes, but you guys kept me going during the course of writing this story.

Bros Kayo80 fi le don't touch it... You are on fire... Respect... I always knew that ngozi had to be Chun lee... Great story... Oya let's finish the others.. More grease to your elbow... Your biggest fan on nairaland....

Buh y you no mention me na... You wan vex me abi... No worries I no dey vex for December...

carloz685:
Buh y you no mention me na... You wan vex me abi... No worries I no dey vex for December...

I mentioned you na. Look at the the names again.

kayo80:
I want to say thank you to all the moral support I got from you guys while writing this story. Most of my novelettes are usually about 10,000 words, but this one is 13,400 (Completed in exactly 3 weeks and 3 days). Thanks to you guys.

Thank you Ann2012, nastynic, LightQueen, skubido, crossfm, queenitee, collinometricx, OluwabuqqyYOLO, abubakarbabang7, carloz685, OlufemiWhit, MhizDherbee, evajael, shedrak1, froze6, fabulousbrainzz, emperorblog21, superjaks, CivilyzedTiger, Oloyedprince1, Djex614, michael123pelemo, Electricboy, Happiness98...I really appreciate you guys. It ain't easy writing sometimes, but you guys kept me going during the course of writing this story.

Thanks bro
Keep up the good work
You're da bomb!

At Long Last! That Was Such A Smooth Ride!!! Oga Kayode, Big Twale For You, Na You Be Boss, Thanks For The Mention!

kayo80:
I want to say thank you to all the moral support I got from you guys while writing this story. Most of my novelettes are usually about 10,000 words, but this one is 13,400 (Completed in exactly 3 weeks and 3 days). Thanks to you guys.

Thank you Ann2012, nastynic, LightQueen, skubido, crossfm, queenitee, collinometricx, OluwabuqqyYOLO, abubakarbabang7, carloz685, OlufemiWhit, MhizDherbee, evajael, shedrak1, froze6, fabulousbrainzz, emperorblog21, superjaks, CivilyzedTiger, Oloyedprince1, Djex614, michael123pelemo, Electricboy, Happiness98...I really appreciate you guys. It ain't easy writing sometimes, but you guys kept me going during the course of writing this story.

You are welcome dear.

Keep it up, you are a great writer

I just saw it...

Wa oo.that was breathtaking.thanks bros,you are really good.