Happy birthday to one of the greatest writer... Happy birthday D9ty 7!! I pray for more inspirations, Stay blessed!

Happy birthday man, wish ya long life and prosperity

Happy birthday sweetie.....wish you long life and sound health,abundance of many good things in life.......

I hope you have a happy, incredible, fantastic birthday filled with all of the good things life has to offer!

d9ty7, I would hav love it if u n my dota shares d same bornday. Hers is tomrw. Happy birthday bro, bigger u i pray.

okay ah don't wanna be a jerk... even tho u annoyed me so much just v a happy birthday

happy birthday sir.

HBD wish u success.

hbd bro,wullnp...MHRs

HBD d9ty may God increase you in all area of your live ,may you live long may poverty and stagnation far from you, may shame sorrow, sickness never be your portion. and I pray for you when is time to choose your future partner, you will not mischoose and will give you long live and prosperity.

HBD Dee. May God/Allah bless ur hussle

HBD baba Dee, wishing you the best in life.

HBD in arrears Mr Yusuph!
God bless Ur new age

Hbd boss

happy belated birthday dee.. llnp

I beg drop at least 10 updates

Dear readers of this story, my name is flow, flow1759 as you all know me here in Nairaland, I wrote a story titled "One For The Master And One For The Boy" in the on going mobilebookshelf write and win competition.

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Read the story here http://mobilebookshelf.com/one-for-the-master-and-one-for-the-boy-by-eke-ugochukwu-peter-flow1759/

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STILL I FLOW

adeh39:
Ooooops.....i've missed a lot oooo
Jeez! I even missed d competition too
Chaiii....Onemansquad pls gimme one of ur face towels

face towel ke yansh towel ni *no cal me o

[b]A new decision has been made by me on how to get my stories across to my teeming readers and followers.
Aside publishing ebooks that will basically be compatible with android users and those using Blackberry 10 devices. I have decided to create a blog where these stories will be allowed to run for those who use old blackberries and java phones. When the time is right, I will let you guys know how you can get my books on my blog.
But until then, I can't allow the blog stay idle, therefore, I have decided to bring out most of my old stories and some new not too long stories and put them on the blog for free. Yes, just visit, read and come back tomorrow for the next update.
First of all, the blog is www.penprimus.
Two stories are running already and by Monday next week, another one will join making three stories running simultaneously.
Just click on the link, read, like, share (on Fb, Twitter, Google+ among others) comment and follow the blog so you can be notified once there are new updates. Also, occasional short stories and very short stories will be dropped durning weekends.
NOTE: NOTHING WILL HAPPEN TO THIS STORY HERE ON NAIRALAND. IT WILL RUN ON THE BLOG AND HERE, BUT YOU CAN GUESS WHICH ONE WOULD BE FASTER IN TERMS OF REGULAR UPDATES.
Remember; www.penprimus. is the blog. So many plans for the blog, but I can only do more when you guys like, share, comment and click the follow button.
Big shout out to my graphics designer and those working undercover.
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FEW COMMENTS FROM THE BLOG WITH SCREENSHOTS;

D9ty7:
FEW COMMENTS FROM THE BLOG WITH SCREENSHOTS;

Nice one Mr D, God bless our hustle

Happy Birthday in arrears Dee,wish u long life and prosperity in good health,wish u all the best in life. God has blessed you,God is blessing you,God will continue to bless you,for his gates of blessings never close to his loved ones. Am sorry its coming this late+nce again happy birthday in arrears and keep on with the great work.

Happy birthday D9ty7. Wish you God's abundant blessings and all what you wish yourself.

Sorry it's coming late

Happy New Month

nikky42:
Happy New Month

Thnks

D9ty7:
Update resumes here tomorrow by God's grace, and there is no stopping until the end. By the way, have you seen my blog and the new stories running on it?
www.penprimus.

pls can i find '' all in a circle on your blog'' . I stopped at page 92 because it was hidden..

Sorry this is coming late dee!
Happy Birthday boss! Bigger u I pray! More ink to your pen

--continuation--
The time was 7pm and Mark who initially had to return to office after he had met Tina in a bad state five hours ago sat beside Deacon James. The devastated mother of the missing boy has refused to return home, because according to her, her house in empty without her son.
"Mummy, is this how I will loose my son?" Tina cried. "I never bargained for this. This is too much to bear for me, for Chris. Mummy why?" Her mother who sat beside her held her close to her bossom.
"Daddy! I thought I prayed. I thought God forgave me for my sins. I gave birth when I wasn't supposed to. Out of wedlock, at twenty. But I prayed. I asked for God's forgiveness. I thought her forgave me, how foolish of me..." Tina cried even harder. "A week after I prayed, I got a job. Before the year ended, I bought my own car. Daddy! Am so confused. Why am I always crying because of Chris?"
Deacon James looked at the daughter he once despised. The only daughter of his who was the apple of his eyes until she got pregnant to a certain boy who no one could identify till date. Deacon James realized for the first time that even though he doesn't want to admit it, he felt his daughter's pains. Hot tears rolled down his cheeks.
Tina stared at her father in disbelieve. "Did her just shed tears?" was the question she asked herself. Over the years, she has never seen her father in a depressed state, except for when she got pregnant, the old man was sad for a few days, probably thinking of the best decision to take, and three days after the news of the pregnancy got to him, he dropped the bombshell of Tina moving out of his house as he could not cater for her when her 'baby daddy' is somewhere cooling off. That same day, her father returned to work, and she would later set her eyes on him two years later when she decide to attend his thanksgiving ceremony when he was made the Permanent secretary, Ministry of Education.
Mark stared from Tina to her father, then her mother and back to Tina. He could no longer bear seeing them in such

By the time the vehicle came to a halt, Adeola was wide awake. The events of the previous hours came playing in her mind. How she arrived at the eatery twenty minutes ahead of the time she agreed with Biggie. And exactly thirty minutes from the time she arrived, which translates to ten minutes after the time agreed, one of the waiters came to call her, and roughly one minute later, she was led into the enclosed parking lot where she saw Biggie and a couple Of his men, which was the last thing she remembered. And here she was at the back of a vehicle in an unknown destination.
She could hear a sound of dangling keys. Alas, she was about to be let out of the darkness.
Suddenly, light rushed into the van that she had to cover her eyes with her palm.
"Come down here." A voice commanded.
She immediately picked herself up and climbed down from the back of the vehicle where she saw the set of men she saw before she was abducted.
"Welcome ma'am." Biggie greeted.
"Please, let me go." She pleaded.
The men bursted into laughter. "But you just came. You will go when we want you to." Biggie replied.
Adeola quickly went down on her knees. "I will pay you any amount. Just name it." She cried.
"Calm down madam. We are not kid napping you, neither are we going to hurt you. You gave us a job which we have done and the last phase is up to you." Biggie replied. "Mark my words. If after twenty minutes you are not driven out of here, I will give you a full refund of your money."
Adeola lazily dragged herself up. She believed him, after all, the time they have spent talking, he seemed straightforward and honest.
"But terms and conditions apply." He said.
"Anything, I am ready to do." She replied.
"Don't be so sure ma'am." Biggie laughed. "The first thing is the reason we brought you here. You gave us a job to kidnap a boy and execute him, and just like I told you on phone the boy is inside this building, but since time immemorial, we don't like being labelled murderers. In fact, we hate to give a victim the impression that we killed him, because we don't know if we will meet again in the afterlife. Therefore, you as a sponsor must be present, and you will tell the victim his offense, why you want to kill him to mention a few. That way, such person will die with your face in mind and not Biggie's face." He explained.
Adeola found his long talk amusing, but she dare not laugh.
"So far you are just going to tell him you are the one responsible, after which he would die, you are safe." A voice told her. "So, no one will know a thing." The voice added.
"Okay.... I will do it."
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Mayor exchanged strange looks with the guys in the room with him. The guys in turn shot him a warning look.
"Guys, abeg. They will kill the boy in few minutes. I can handle this alone." He begged.
"No way. You have to choose between yourself and the boy. Going in search of the boy means death. But you may choose not to and you will be saved."
"It's like you don't get it. I am here today because my sister is being lenient with me. Just so you don't know, she is a highly placed N.A.T.U agent. Just a snap of her fingers, I am behind the bars, because, from all indications, I am a suspect. I brought the kidnappers into the house." Mayor explained.
"Whatever has to be done. Guy, your coming here is a bad idea."
Just then, Mayor's phone vibrated. He quickly removed it to answer his call.
"Who is that?" One of the two men asked.
"Watch me." He replied. "Hello." He answered. "Yes, the junction by the right is the right way. You will see a church, just round the church and you will come face to face with a building from afar off. Just stay put. I will let you know when to move."
"Guy , na this place you dey describe so."
"Yes." Mayor replied.
"You dey craze? You don call the police?"
"Wetin man go do?"
Out of nowhere, a heavy punch landed on Mayor's face, and being a fighter himself, he was quick to duck the second attempt. By the third attempt by his attacker, he was able to get hold of the hand, but another unexpected punch hit him from the sides. In pain, he let go of the hand in his custody, and before he could think of attacking the two hands, a number of punches was registered all over his body.
As a means of devicing and thinking of a way of winning the fight, he sprang up and ran to the extreme end of the room where he was able to do a quick thinking.
"How dare you call the police?"
Mayor knew he had to shut these two men up before they decide to raise alarm, because the later would be disastrous as Biggie would waste no time in finishing him as his case would be like that of a bush meat seeking the hunter.
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Biggie led the way into the room where Chris was being held in company of Majid and Adeola who has grown reluctant.
"Chrissy boy." Biggie called and the boy stood up calmly. "How you doing?" He asked.
"Am fine." He replied in a whisper.
"Good to know." Biggie beamed.
All the while, his eyes was fixed on Biggie alone, and seeing Biggie smile, he took his eyes off him to look at his entourage. The first person he saw sent shivers down his spine. He remembered how Majid had called him from the living room, and on getting out, he hit him hard on the head, at the same time lifting him up, while the other guy whose name he didn't bother knowing placed a duck tape over his mouth. He allowed his eyes to wander to the third person who surprisingly is a woman.
"Daniel Martins wife?" He muttered as he took off in happinesss and threw himself on the woman. An action which surprised both Biggie and Majid.
"You are here for me isn't it?" Chris asked. "I can't believe it." Chris cried happily.
Adeola out of reflex held him close to herself, and for the first time in her life, she felt a real sense of owning something. A feeling of fulfillment surged through her and the future looked even brighter for her. She looked from herself to the boy and it will take a DNA test to know he is not her son. Tears rolled down her cheek as she pictured herself having her own kids. Even though Chris came later than his time, if she had been fertile, she would have had a child that is five years old and Chris would have been his/her half brother.
"He is your stepson all the same." A strange voice she has never heard before said.
His mother hurt me. She took my man. She got pregnant for my man." She battled within herself.
"Madam, are you okay?" Biggie asked.
Adeola snapped out of her reverie. "Sorry." She said.
Chris still held on to her tightly.
"Shall we?" Biggie asked signalling to Majid who brought out a 9mm pistol.
"Not anymore. Am taking him to his mother." She replied.
Two quick sounds of gunshot could be head which sent Adeola 'flying' away for safety, but not without taking Chris with her.
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Several miles away, a police SUV was parked just in front of Daniel Martins range rover. Ten police officers stood outside the vehicles as well as the business tycoon.
"Are you sure this is where my son is being held?" Daniel asked.
"Yes sir." The inspector leading the police team replied.
"You guys go in and bring him out, or what's your job?" Daniel said.
"We can't go in like that. What if it is an ambush?" The inspector replied.
Just then, two quick shots was heard, and from all indications, it seemed to have come from warehouse far ahead.
"Move into postion boys. Mr Martins, I advice you to get into your car and drive back to the main road." The inspector instructed. And without another word, the police squad approached the building.