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Literature / Re: Letting Go By Audrey Timms by AudreyTimms(f): 6:03pm On Jul 02, 2016 |
Oladim001:Please resend it. Been flooded with so many mails due to my absence online. It might be in my spam folder. Sorry for the inconvenience. Thanks. |
Literature / Re: Letting Go By Audrey Timms by AudreyTimms(f): 6:02pm On Jul 02, 2016 |
Daniyomex:I hope so. You're welcome |
Literature / Re: Letting Go By Audrey Timms by AudreyTimms(f): 6:01pm On Jul 02, 2016 |
Toluwaferan:Thanks dear |
Literature / Re: Letting Go By Audrey Timms by AudreyTimms(f): 6:00pm On Jul 02, 2016 |
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Literature / Re: Letting Go By Audrey Timms by AudreyTimms(f): 5:59pm On Jul 02, 2016 |
dauntless15:Ahh...dude, I have wrapped this one up. I did on the 15th of June. Didn't you comment that day? Trying to remember. Please go back a few pages and check, then come black for some strokes of my cane. |
Literature / Re: Unfulfilled Promises By Audrey Timms by AudreyTimms(f): 5:27pm On Jul 01, 2016 |
Literature / Re: Unfulfilled Promises By Audrey Timms by AudreyTimms(f): 5:22pm On Jul 01, 2016 |
Cece23:www.okadabooks.com |
Literature / Re: Unfulfilled Promises By Audrey Timms by AudreyTimms(f): 5:22pm On Jul 01, 2016 |
Twinkle004:Please send me a mail stating your interest at audreytimms83@gmail.com |
Literature / Re: Happy Birthday To One Of Nairaland Best writers- Audreytimms by AudreyTimms(f): 5:02pm On Jul 01, 2016 |
Hmm...I'm so sorry this is coming late. I just discovered the thread from my mentions. Thanks a lot, guys. God bless you all. |
Literature / Re: Waiting For The Bouquet By Audrey Timms by AudreyTimms(f): 4:48pm On Jul 01, 2016 |
ohnyeestephen:I'm so sorry for your ordeal. Please mail them with your complain at okada@okadabooks.com. Thanks |
Literature / Re: Waiting For The Bouquet By Audrey Timms by AudreyTimms(f): 4:47pm On Jul 01, 2016 |
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Literature / Re: Waiting For The Bouquet By Audrey Timms by AudreyTimms(f): 4:46pm On Jul 01, 2016 |
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Literature / Re: Waiting For The Bouquet By Audrey Timms by AudreyTimms(f): 4:43pm On Jul 01, 2016 |
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Literature / Re: Waiting For The Bouquet By Audrey Timms by AudreyTimms(f): 4:42pm On Jul 01, 2016 |
SPDAZZY:Have you gotten it? |
Literature / Re: Letting Go By Audrey Timms by AudreyTimms(f): 4:18pm On Jul 01, 2016 |
labellefille:Thanks dear. I'm glad it was therapeutic to you. |
Literature / Re: Letting Go By Audrey Timms by AudreyTimms(f): 4:16pm On Jul 01, 2016 |
dauntless15:Which grand finale? |
Literature / Re: Letting Go By Audrey Timms by AudreyTimms(f): 4:15pm On Jul 01, 2016 |
Daniyomex:Sincerely, it might take awhile because I haven't even drafted it, let alone written a word. Just be patient. Thanks. |
Literature / Re: Letting Go By Audrey Timms by AudreyTimms(f): 4:12pm On Jul 01, 2016 |
SmartestPopQUEEN:Thanks a lot, dear. God bless you too. |
Literature / Re: Letting Go By Audrey Timms by AudreyTimms(f): 4:08pm On Jul 01, 2016 |
Kriszzy01:No, you're not being too much of a critic but your points were stated earlier on by some readers and I made appropriate adjustments. Thanks |
Literature / Re: Letting Go By Audrey Timms by AudreyTimms(f): 4:05pm On Jul 01, 2016 |
DandyPearl:Aww...thanks dear. Love you like chocolate. |
Literature / Re: Letting Go By Audrey Timms by AudreyTimms(f): 4:03pm On Jul 01, 2016 |
Chuksemi: 1. Thanks dear 2. Guilty! I tend to get carried away whenever I'm writing on my male characters. Blame it on years of reading mills and boon, harlequin and silhouette romance novels. I usually drool over the alpha males. Drooling over one right now sef (in case my hubby shows, a drooling alien is the one typing o ) Correction- he wasn't taking exceptional care on his looks though. But point noted. I'll work on it and not get carried away again on my future male heroes. Thanks 3. I disagree with you here. These were the parts I infused God's hand in the story. From experience, I know that when God is involved in something, it always look unreal to the world. When God picks your call , it's hard to believe. I don't want to divulge personal details but I know God can turn things around within the twinkling of an eye. Besides, the story ended with Rhema being heartbroken. I hope you understand. 4. Okay. Thanks dear. God bless you too. Yes, Moving Forward will be posted here whenever I can bring myself to stop procrastinating in writing it. |
Literature / Re: Letting Go By Audrey Timms by AudreyTimms(f): 3:37pm On Jul 01, 2016 |
mitchyy:*blushing* Thanks dear |
Literature / Re: Letting Go By Audrey Timms by AudreyTimms(f): 3:35pm On Jul 01, 2016 |
kingphilip:*blushing. Thanks dear |
Literature / Re: Letting Go By Audrey Timms by AudreyTimms(f): 3:34pm On Jul 01, 2016 |
kingphilip:So on point! Thanks dear |
Literature / Re: Letting Go By Audrey Timms by AudreyTimms(f): 3:30pm On Jul 01, 2016 |
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Literature / Re: Letting Go By Audrey Timms by AudreyTimms(f): 3:27pm On Jul 01, 2016 |
Alicapapaya:Thanks dear. God bless you too 1 Like |
Literature / Re: Letting Go By Audrey Timms by AudreyTimms(f): 3:26pm On Jul 01, 2016 |
Deluxewize:Thank you, dear. God bless you too. |
Literature / Re: Letting Go By Audrey Timms by AudreyTimms(f): 3:22pm On Jul 01, 2016 |
Iamabraham:Thanks a lot, dear. I'm happy you had a nice time with the story. |
Literature / Re: Letting Go By Audrey Timms by AudreyTimms(f): 3:21pm On Jun 15, 2016 |
********** "Why are you just telling me this, Fi? It's two weeks to our wedding." Tosin rose from the chair and walked about the room. Fi, who was still on her knees beside his vacated chair, used her hands to wipe away her tears. "I didn't know how to tell you before now. My conscience was pricking me; that was why I had to tell you. Please forgive me for not telling you earlier." Tosin went to his mini bar to pour himself a stiff drink. Damn! Damn! Damn! Why had Fi decided to keep such a sensitive information from him, only to tell him two weeks to their wedding? What was he going to do now? "Fi, sweetie, do you realize I'm an only son?" Fi sniffed. "Yes." "Do you realize you have put me in a very tight position?" "I know but please forgive me. Please forgive me. I'm so sorry." Tosin slammed his glass hard against the polished wooden surface of the bar. "Fi, my dad is counting on me to carry his lineage forward. You know that, don't you?" Fi lifted eyes filled with fear to stare at her fiancée. "What...what are you saying, sweetheart?" Tosin turned to face her. "We have to halt our wedding plans for now. I have to think things through." Fi shakily got to her feet and took slow steps to stand before him. "You're calling the wedding off?" Tosin looked above her head. "No, I'm not. I just need to come to terms with the fact that I'm going into a childless marriage." "And if you can't come to terms with it?" Tosin lifted his shoulder in a careless shrug. "I don't know." "What to do you mean you don't know?" Tosin became silent. Fi started weeping. "It was your [/i]baby I aborted. [i]Your baby cost me my womb. Yes, I was foolish but you [/i]were responsible for the pregnancy. I nearly died because of that baby. And now that I deemed it fit to tell you [i]your baby cost me my womb, you want to dump me?" She yelled into his face. Tosin remained silent. Fi waited and waited for him to say something but he just stared into his empty glass. She wiped her tears away and went to pick her handbag from the sofa. She walked up to her fiancée whose head was still down, slowly removed the beautiful diamond engagement ring he had given her and slammed it on the bar. "Now you're free to continue your father's lineage." Tosin called and called but Fi remained deaf to his calls in her bid to leave the house before she broke down uncontrollably in his house. She left the house and hurried to her car where she locked the door, placed her head on the steering and wept profusely. She had gambled and lost. Her brother and his wife had been wrong. Opening up to Tosin about her wombless state had backfired. Yes, she was all for truth in a relationship but whereby the truth caused a heartache that seemed as if it would never stop made her wonder if it was worth it. Oh, Tosin! Why had he rejected her? And they wanted to be joined together for better, for worse? For worse was here but they had been unable to cross the hurdle. She tried putting herself in his shoes and wondered if she would react the same way had he told her he was sterile. Would the thought that she would never be able to bear his children make her leave him? No! She loved him. She loved him very much. Life without him would be pale. They could adopt, couldn't they? She started weeping again. Meanwhile, Tosin was drowning a bottle of whiskey. There was no need pouring it into his glass. He sunk to the ground beside the bar and rubbed his head vigorously. He castigated himself for his hasty words. Fi was a dream come true. He couldn't imagine life without her but could he imagine them without children? He loved kids and one of the reasons why his parents had been pressuring him into getting married was because of children. They wanted grandchildren even though they had some from his sisters. He couldn't imagine telling them he couldn't have kids with Fi. They would be heartbroken and even though they loved her, he knew they would tell him to marry someone else. But there was Fi to consider. He loved her and it was his child that had cost her her womb even though he hadn't been a party to its removal. Tosin tried imagining if she had told him about it when she found out she was pregnant. He had been in his final year at the university then. Wouldn't he have suggested the same thing she had done? He doubted if he would have told her to keep it seeing the situation they were in at that time. Their parents would have been really disappointed in them and he wondered what they would have suggested. He was certain his father would have made him marry her after his graduation whether he loved her or not. He wished with all his heart that that had been the case. He wouldn’t be in such a precarious situation mow. All he needed was time to think things through. The more he thought of it, the more he realized it wasn't really a helpless situation. With his sperm and Fi's eggs, they could get their child through surrogacy. All they needed was a woman willing to offer her womb, for a fee of course. The more he thought of it, the more his countenance lightened. Her parents and his need not know that his wife wasn't the one who carried their baby when he or she was born. In fact, he would make sure she pretended to have a baby bump, he would pretend to fly her abroad for the birth of their baby, then return back with her when the surrogate gave birth. It all made sense. Yes, he would marry the girl of his dreams and have surrogate kids with her. Perfect! He rose from the position he had been in for the past three hours and looked at the ring on the bar with a smile. He walked slowly to his coffee table to get his phone when it started ringing. "Tosin, is Fi there with you?" Gio, Fi's brother spoke into the phone immediately Tosin answered it. "No. She was here about three hours or so ago." "I know, you damn bastard! She called my wife weeping hysterically. My wife told her to come over and we haven't heard from her since then. All her lines are unreachable." "What?" "If something happened to her, I promise you, there'll be hell to pay." Tosin put his phone down with a shaky hand. He shook himself and dialed Fi's lines. He kept trying it for the next ten minutes without a result. "Oh, God!" He hoped his rejection had not pushed her into doing something stupid. By evening, there was still no word or sign from his fiancée. Fi was missing! The man that brings ant-infested gays into his hut should not grumble when lizards begin to pay him a visit. * [b]To be continued whenever* [/b] 9 Likes 1 Share |
Literature / Re: Letting Go By Audrey Timms by AudreyTimms(f): 3:16pm On Jun 15, 2016 |
Excerpts from MOVING FORWARD "This is the day that the lord has made. I will rejoice and be glad in it. This is the day that the lord, the lord has made," Nkechi sang joyously as she stared at her reflection in the mirror. This was indeed the day that the lord had made. The day she was going to sight her boo for the very first time. Oh, she was giddy with joy. After long distance dating for almost a year now, chatting via BBM and Whatsapp and talking long distance on the phone, they had finally set a date to meet. Richard had arrived Lagos, Nigeria from London the previous day. He had taken another flight to Kano and booked himself into a hotel to rest. He was presently on his way to Dutse to see her. Nkechi couldn't contain her joy. She was head over heels in love with him. She prayed they wouldn't be disappointed in their first sighting of each other and they would be compatible. She didn't care if Richard was short, fat and ugly. Not every girl was destined to marry handsome men like her sister. All that mattered was love and understanding and she prayed she and Richard would have the same love and understanding her elder sister was presently enjoying with her husband. She cast a critical eye on her dress. It was a beautiful sequin dress but she wondered if she wasn't overdressed. Maybe she should dress down in a simple top and jean trousers. She didn't want to seem like an eager beaver to him. She had to maintain her cool even though she was bursting at her seams with joy and anticipation. Finally deciding a simple top and jean trousers was more presentable, she took off the sequin dress and rummaged through her clothes for a simple but classy top and pulled on hip hugging jean trousers. She sprayed her braids with hair ointment and bound it in a donut at the top of her head. Her makeup was light and perfect, her perfume alluring. Nkechi was ready to meet her boyfriend. Nkechi walked into the living room and made sure everything was in place. She had scrubbed everywhere, not that the place had been dirty, because like her elder sister, she was a sucker for cleanliness. She walked into the kitchen and checked the fried rice she had prepared which she kept warm in a food flask. The salad she had made was chilling in the fridge, so also was a bottle of wine. Everything was ready. All she needed now was for her boo to arrive. She went back to the living room and sat to wait for him. She had described her house to the letter so there was no fear of him missing the place. Besides, he would call if he was lost or something. Ten minutes later, she heard a knock on the door. The expectant lady jumped to her feet and rushed to the door. Her clammy palms were rubbed against her jean before she let out a deep breath. She hissed inwardly when she saw it was a neighbour wanting to borrow a box of matches. She angrily went into the kitchen, took the match box and slammed it in the hands of the albino-looking neighbour. She told her to keep it. Nkechi sat back and let out a deep breath. A knock sounded on the door again. Nkechi hoped it wasn't the borrower returning the match box. She let out a deep breath in case it was her boo before she opened the door. Standing there was a tall, dark and handsome man who had a smile on his face, a bouquet of flowers in one hand and a gift bag on the other. The smile wiped off her face immediately her memory banks started throwing images of her past. She gasped in horror as she saw herself with a tray of oranges on her head, a guy beckoning on her to come with her oranges. He asked her to enter the house which she did because she didn't have change for the one thousand naira note he held and he said he had change in his room and wanted to go and get it. Besides, it was drizzling. She found the guy interesting and they talked for a while before she decided to leave because it had stopped drizzling. Before she knew what was happening, he had held her and started caressing her. She shouted at him to leave her alone but he refused. In a matter of minutes, she was n.aked on his bed where he shamelessly took her virginity. Standing before her was the bastard who had raped her. Richard was the reason she had hated men for years. How could she have fallen in love with the man she swore to put a knife through his heart whenever she saw him? Nkechi turned away abruptly. Her destination- the kitchen to get one of the sharp array of knives. In a matter of minutes, Richard would be bleeding at her feet. She was prepared to go to jail after ridding the earth of another rapist. A close friend can become a close enemy. 10 Likes 3 Shares |
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