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My name is Amaka , I am 25years old and am a prostitute. I have been a prostitute for the past 6years now; please follow up, as I bring u the story of my life and how my journey into prostitution started, I come from a family of 4, (2 girls and 2boys) and am the first child. I was 16 years old when I lost my parents in an accident along Owerri road few years ago.

"please let me go I am sorry for breaking in here , my poor brother will be worried sick about me please have mercy " A girl could be seen kneeling down and begging the man Infront of her , he was looking at her with a blank expression on his face. " You stepped in here on your own , you should have think twice before stepping foot into my clan " The man said coldly and the girl shivered fearfully. "I am sorry " The girl cried harder and the man chuckled, he wrapped his hand around the girl's neck and started choking her. "Pl..ase... " The girl could barely talk as she found it difficult to breath , tears of regret were pouring out of her eyes. If only she hasn't stupidly listened to her boyfriend and step into the Devil's clan , she couldn't believe this was how she was going to die , how will her brother live when he hears about her death ? Will he even know about her death ?? Her eyelids were already closing , she felt the Man's grip around her neck lessened as she was losing consciousness..... Who is the girl ? Her name is Sofina Rosewood , a young beautiful 19 years old Naive girl , she is a sweet girl with a sweet soul she can be sometimes cunning and Crazy. Sofina have a elder brother who was 24 years old and he is extremely Protective of her and she has a boyfriend who her brother never really liked , he always told Sofina , her boyfriend was bad news and always asked her to break up with him but she never listened to him since she was Madly in love with him. Sofina boyfriend Cole somehow convinced Sofina to go into the Devil's clan and steal some cash form the Devil's clan . Sofina really loved Cole and she could do anything for him, she snuck into the Devil's clan totally forgetting why it called the Devil's clan, If only she knew that she would live to regret it. Instead of going into the safe where all the money's and treasures are kept she ended up in the Devilish Mafia lord room. The Devilish Mafia was called a devil for a reason , he was heartless , cunning , ruthless, cold and a blood thirst man who sometimes kills for fun , his name is Hardin , a man without heart. People suspected that he wasn't an ordinary human , some people even says he is Satan himself because of his inhuman abilities and ruthless way of dealing with people who betrayed him..... What will happen to sofina who got into the Devil's room ? Will the Devil's spare or kill her ?Is the rumors about The Devilish Mafia true ? Is he really a creature and not a human ? And what will happen to sofina who had caught the Devil's attention.

In the deepest part of hell, seated on a magnificent throne is the king of hell himself, grumbling and scolding a set of guards. At his right hand side is Dracula, a powerful demon who sat quietly with a hard face. On his left is Rezel, his mistress. The most powerful female demon aside the seven sins . " I heard some reports against you all. Can someone explain to me what happened?" Lucifer's voice thundered in the hall, making everyone shiver in fear. The guards sucked in their breath as they await the worse. Seventeen guards could be seen shivering, they were on duty yesterday when they caught the mistress having sex with 2 of the council elders, she had threatened them and they had no choice but to give in and now it got leaked. No one knows who leaked the information, but the rumour spread overnight much to their despair. They all enquired from themselves if any of them had leaked it out, but they all knew nothing about it, leaving them worried. They got ready to resume duty only for them to be summoned to the hall. They hurried over there to find out that they had been framed by the mistress. She accused them of trying to rape her. When she escaped, they had spread those rumors about her. One of the guards looked up to find a smug look on her face. "These bastards are wasting my time, throw them in the hot oil," Lucifer announced as he disappeared to his room. They all dispersed as the minions were looking at them with pity as they cried out in tears while being pulled away. ' If only you had adhered to the warning I gave you guys yesterday, you wouldn't have found yourself in this position,' Rezel thought with a smirk in her face. She stood up gracefully and walked down the hall, heading to Lucifer's room. She would have disappeared, but Lucifer hates it when she appears out of nowhere in front of him. He claims it is disrespectful. Lucifer stood with his back facing the door, arms folded at his back as he looked out the window.

The coffee machine beeped to a halt and I moved over to the cabinet top to switch it off. Zoe loved hot coffee whenever she came back from school no matter the hot weather and I always gave it to her- the apple of my eye! Humming Joshua Bamiloye’s ‘there are forces against my soul’ song, I went into the store, picked up 5 pieces of big yellow plantain and came back into the kitchen. ‘I am gonna make my baby fresh sweet chips. My little baby’ I said aloud, smiling happily. If you asked me what gave me joy to still remain in my unfortunate marriage to Zack, then, I would say it was my only child, Zoe! I loved and adored her! As I started turning the almost brown chips in the frying pan, I heard the honks of Zoe’s school bus. “My baby is here” I said aloud, moved to the window, drew the curtain and then I saw her as she stepped into the compound, looking as cute as always. I quickly drained the first round of the chips and then introduced the other set into the hot, boiling oil. “Hello mum, I am home” I heard her voice as she scampered into her room. “Welcome my baby girl. How was school today?” I asked with a raised voice “Cool” came her short response. She must be very tired! “Make sure you pray o” I shouted again “Ok mum” she replied softly. Few minutes later, she came into the kitchen in a beautiful white camisole and a short blue corduroy skirt and my eyes widened as I saw her. “Zoe! Why would you wear something clean when you have not even had your bath, huh!” I exclaimed. She looked at me briefly, sauntered to the coffee machine, poured out some and sipped it without looking at me. My ten year old Zoe would always behave like an adult! But something is not right as whenever she looked at me briefly, she had something bothering her but I had told her severally that this could be very disrespectful. “Zoe, isn’t it you I am talking to?” I asked her loudly and she looked up at me and smiled briefly. “Your respect thing again shae? Ok mum, good afternoon. Howdy?” she said and looked into my face with a ‘Isn’t that enough’ look on her face. I saw the dark circles under her eyes and I gasped. “Are you okay?” I asked and she looked away quickly. “Is there something you are keeping away from me?” I asked but she did not reply and instead downed another cup of coffee. I looked on, amazed. “Mum, it seems the plantain chips are burning” she said and I turned quickly to the gas cooker, turned the knob and quickly used the colander to bring out the chips. I served the chips inside a small salad bowl and Zoe came around to get it from me. “Thank you mummy. You know I really do love you” she said as she walked out of the kitchen. I followed her intently “And I love you so well too baby but you know my heart aches when you keep a secret no matter how little from me.” “Mummy, you too like gist!” she said, giving me a half smile. I smiled too but it was short-lived. “Is Mandy fighting you again?” I asked and she shook her head in the negative “Ok, but she called you a proud girl again?” “No mum, you know I already told you that I don’t give a damn what anybody calls me. I already told Mandy that if she calls herself my best friend and still tells me I am proud, it would all be over. I don’t condone that indiscipline and she has actually complied” she talked on, her gist mode activated. I smiled appreciating the fact that she talked like an adult. “But don’t do things that would make her…” I was saying when she cut me short “Say I am proud shae? What have I been doing? Mum, see o, ‘Give me your assignment to dub’ and I said ‘I can’t give you’. ‘Follow me to watch the drama’ and I say ‘I am not going’. ‘Ok, come to my house on Saturday’ she said again ‘No I can’t come, that’s the day I read’. The conclusion was then ‘Zoe, you are proud!’ Judge those instances well mum, do they signify pride?” she asked, really gesticulating “No dear. I appreciate the fact that at your age, you are able to say your mind without anyone affecting your decision. That is good. Clap for yourself” I said and she gave me a funny look and then chuckled “Mum, who does that? Clap for myself at my age and marital status? No mum. I have outgrown that” she said as she chewed her chips. I tickled her and she started laughing vehemently “That’s what your age mates still do so. You are still a kid my dear. Don’t say because you are in Jss2 at ten, you are a grown girl o.” I said and she laughed. “Mum, don’t say that jhur. I am a big girl o” she said again, winking at me. God, can you just help me to train my own daughter well? I prayed silently. I dreaded the thought that I had failed as a mother. “Zoe, can I ask you a question?” I asked and she nodded in the affirmative. She dropped the salad dish on the glassy center table, sat close to me and placed her head on my laps. I rubbed her chin. “Ask mum” she said “Are you proud to be my daughter? If you are asked to choose another mother tomorrow…” I was saying when she cut me short, sitting up with such alacrity that almost scared me. “Mum, I will choose you!” she said, nodding continuously. I looked on at her with my mouth suspended “Mum, there are lots of things many of my friends can’t tell their own mother because it is either they beat them blue black or they take them to church for deliverance but for you, I can tell you anything. I can run towards you with poop smeared all over my body but you would still hug me and tell me with love ‘Daughter, you smell’. That kind of mother is rare. Mum, it would be you and you again a million years to come” she said and I was so pleased. I pulled her close to me and pecked her cheeks. “I love you my daughter. Thank you for the encouragement” I said and she smiled “Mum, never for once should you doubt your quality of good motherhood. You are good inside out” she said again as if to say she was the mother and I was the child! Zoe won’t kill me with laughter! “me daily?” I asked and she laughed loudly hugging me so tight “Look for a mum that treats her daughter as a friend, listen to her gist and still crave for more gist and I will show you my mother.” She said as she gave me a ‘high five’ “Don’t worry mum. I will tell you later. Let’s face my own issue now” she said almost anxiously. “Ok boo, what exactly do you want from me?” “Lemme be frank with you mum. You know I am the youngest in that class and all of them know, although I am bigger than most of them.” “Yes daughter. I know” I said looking into her face. She would never feel bad for her stature. In fact, she loved it! I really taught and instilled in her boldness and confidence plus love for oneself. “Mum, to be frank, I have a crush in my class” she dropped the bomb and my chest rose up with pain arising from it. “Crush? What’s a crush?” “Mum, it’s a Sam. He is the Class rep and I am the assistant. He behaves matured, he is handsome, he doesn’t do bad things, he only goes on his way and even for me, he plays hard to get” she said and I really could not help myself as I let out a serious sigh. But she didn’t look at me. “It has been like that for long until yesterday when we were in the Biology lab when he walked over to me and dropped a note in my hand and ran away.” She continued with satisfaction on her face. “A note?” “Yes mum, a note. I have kept it safe in my wardrobe. It says ‘I like your kind of girl and I won’t mind if you don’t, to be your boyfriend’ and mum, I walked out of the lab into the restroom to read over and over again! I could tell nobody. I was so excited” she said, sighed and stood up from my laps to the window side. What should I do? What kind of a thing is this? What sort of a Sam has gotten the premature heart of my kid? What do these kids understand oh Lord! These were the questions that ran through my head as I looked at her. If I beat her now, of what use would that be? If I go to their school tomorrow to report Sam to the school authority, of what use is that? Lord, please teach me the right step to take! I prayed as I looked up at the ceiling as if my life depended on it. “Daughter, tell Sam that you are inviting him for dinner in your house on Saturday” I said and her eyes widened as she ran to me. “Mum! For real?” she asked, smiling widely. My heart broke but I smiled and nodded in the affirmative. “Yes for real. Let’s meet him and see if it’s a devil’s proposal” I said. I didn’t know where that idea dropped from but it dropped anyway. She stopped in her tracks, her smile fading away. “A devil’s proposal?” she asked and I nodded. “Yes dearie. On many occasions, the devil proposes to us daily. We either say yes or no to the proposal. This is a proposal from someone, not necessarily Sam but when he comes, by the look on his face, his word to you and all, I will know if it’s a devil’s proposal or just a juvenile stuff” I said and with her mouth suspended, still looking at me, I knew she wanted more. “See, the devil can tell you ‘hiss at your mum’. It’s just a proposal, you either say yes or no” I explained further and she nodded, closing her mouth. “I understand! Like when Dad would come

Meet Bryan a god on his own, his name is on the air and no one in the whole country doesn’t know him.. Why wouldn’t he be known when he is the most cutest guy ever seen, some believed he isn’t a human.. He wasn’t only cute but also got the greatest voice ever, his voice could melt your would leaving you emotional, his music is all that would always be heard all around the city.. His life was perfect, having all this and also being the son of one of the most richest man in the country..he also has the best girlfriend.. Sophia… She was also a singer and the best female singer known, they both matched and were the talk of the town when ever they walk together.. When they both sing, the whole crowd faints in emotion, it was always the best… His life was going well till he found Sophia having sex with Jeremy who was his main rival in the world of music.. He couldn’t hate Sophia and forgave her immediately, but when he caught them two more times, it dawned on him that she never loved him… His life turned to something else which couldn’t be explained.. He became the most coldest man any woman would meet, he hated them with all his heart.. Surprisedly to him, he couldn’t hate Sophia and that made him experience series of heartbreak from her… He went into a world of sadness hating everything around him.. He would always stay alone and snub anyone who talks to him.. That was how his life turned into till he met Rose… Rose is a young beautiful maiden not known for anything, she is poor so no one wants to know anything about her, She is one of Bryan’s dying fan and real love him madly… Fate brought them together as she as employed as his house help by his mother.. Rose would have to do anything possible to amend his broken heart… There was something Bryan found in Rose that got him interested.. She is crazy…. She Is clumsy She is funny She made him laugh She has a unique voice… But would he ever fall for her?? You won’t wanna miss it. Its gonna be a blast Are you ready for this?

Becky and I had been friends for virtually all our lives because our parents had been close friends and next door neighbours. I don't know when exactly my feelings for her undergone a transformation, but with time, I begun to crave her in ways that defied the rules of friendship. The day I realized what I felt for her was love, she'd returned from California after spending half a month there. I'd missed her badly, and I'd been quite eager to see her. I'd hugged her too hard, she'd thrown her head back and laughed too hard, excitement had crept into my belly too hard, my heart had pounded against my chest too hard, and I realized I'd fallen for her, a little too hard. I'd been about to reveal my feelings to her when she beat me to it, announcing she'd arrived with her boyfriend.

Racism is an awful concept and has been around as long as man can remember, It is the mental ideology in the minds of most of the white people believing that they're superior to the black folks... Racism is nothing but vanity and ignorance. But even now in the modern era, Racism still exist especially in countries like America and some European and Asian countries. What these morons fail to understand is the skin color of a person doesn't tell or show everything about that person, there's more than it meets the eyes, appearances can be deceiving, I may agree the black men's way of life especially most of them are barbaric but that doesn't make us superior to them, There's no proof of that even in the holy books to show that we whites are superior to the blacks

Long ago before the coming of civilization, There lived 5 great nations which were the Humans, Vampires, Werewolves 🐺, Witches and lastly the Goblins.. They all lived in perfect harmony and worked together as one, but unfortunately all good things came to an end when one Goblin 👺 named Omhigan, desired power and wanted to rule all this nations. After filling his people's head with his poisonous ideas, they too followed him and began to attack other nations, The Goblins were creatures who had the ability to control and produce fire at will, so Omhigan combined his people's magic powers and created a weapon called " Burning Star" What which had the devastating power of Cataclysm, a power so destructive it destroyed the entire nations in one sweep.. But the creation of the "Burning star " came with a heavy price and that was the lives of his own people, immediately the Cataclysm was activated his people were gone as well. The Survivors of the Cataclysm united and defeated Omhigan once and of all and that was how the Goblin nation became extinct and peace had returned at last. But hundreds of years after The Great war, The nations started fighting amongst themselves and they were divided, many lives and clans were lost as result of this conflict .. The nations that fought bitterly with each other were the vampires and the werewolves, who massacred each other for hundreds of years.. Almost on the brink of Extinction, One Wizard named Orlando, suggested a peace treaty between them and offered a solution which might unite them once again and that solution was the creation of school were every nation would attend and socialize with one another, Everyone agreed except the Vampires and werewolves who still hated each other so much.. Tired of the mass killings they too finally agreed to the peace treaty but they still hated each other... Along the line, something happened that led to the discovery of a long hidden secret that would change the lives of everyone forever.

Harry the rich man's kid Susan a woman ment to be the wife to Harry Emily the house help Will Harry marry Susan? Will his family accept his plan to finding out how her character is? Find out

Wakeup Angel... Please leave me alone I want to sleep. No babe her mother said do you know why u must wakeup? No mummy she answered... Okay I will tell but first gize what today is.. I don't know the little girl said. Well as your mother, I will help you what that but first you will promise me that you will get up because today is your birth month and today is your birthday (she smiles) Really? The little girl asked with somuch enthusiasm in her and up she gets. But little did she know that that day will be the last time and the start of a new life which she never will like to have experienced... What happened well let's find out...

Riely is a young man who is so sensitive and loves to know and learn know things. For his enquiries and desire to understand his environment, he wondered into the forest not knowing what faith has in store for him. In one of the days he was into the forest like other times, he saw a figure not know if it's a man or a woman because the night was closing. Not thinking or asking to run but he did not run rather he made up his mind to see what is ahead of him... Let's find out if he get his answers or not in this story. But one thing is they letter fall in love... How, read along with me

On her wedding day, Isla faced a series of disasters no bride could ever imagine. Her fiancé, Jeremy, dropped a bombshell in front of the entire congregation, revealing an explicit video of her and another man-a video she had no knowledge of or clue how it came to be. To make matters worse, Jeremy took things further by proposing to her sister right then and there. Devastated beyond belief, Isla ran out of the chapel-and his life-without looking back. She swore never to let herself be humiliated like that again and decided that love was no longer worth the risk. With her heart in pieces, she headed to the nearest bar to drown her sorrows in alcohol, where, in a haze of pain and anger, she met a handsome stranger. What was meant to be a fleeting escape turned into a one-night stand. She disappeared without a trace, determined to sever all ties with Jeremy. That included quitting her job at his father's company-she didn't want anything to do with him or his family anymore. As she searched for a new beginning, fate led her into the path of Jaxon Waverly. Jaxon Waverly-a billionaire CEO by day and a fearless Mafia leader by night. Isla becomes his secretary, unknown to her and Jaxon himself that she is Jaxon's long-lost love and unforgettable one-night-stand. Determined to win her over, Jaxon will stop at nothing to make her his wife.

"YOU were mine the minute I laid my eyes on you , that means you can't run away from me nor can you look or talk to other men ...get that ? " I trembled . "GET THAT ??" He demanded an answer .. I nodded not able to speak. "Good ...now shut that pretty little mouth of yours or you'll be punished " I felt tears streaming down my cheek . His rough yet warm hands came towards my face . His fingers brushed the tears way . "Don't cry my love ....I will never hurt you ....you are mine , only mine .." With that lips roughly crashed onto mine . Author: CrazyWolf Publisher：i&i Publisher

He had to run away from home in order not to be murdered. Without a penny in his pocket and with the clothes on his back, he had to start from scratch to build his life away from his family and friends, in a rough area of the city. But , with the strength of his fists and with faith in God, his story is changing for the better. He will be able to build a decent, prosperous and successful life. But, just like in a construction site, the work along the journey will be of blood, sweat and tears.

"Don't keep mute, Amoretto. Let me hear you scream!" "Oh, fuck me more daddy!" I cried, his cock was doing more than expected to me but I never wanted him to stop. **** Amelia's life spiraled into misery when she got caught in the webs of slavery by the ruthless mafia Don, Alessandro DeMarco. As a punishment for trying to infiltrate his mafia organisation, he made her his slave and she was bound to work for him forever. Amelia struggled with the pain of betrayal and mistrust. Her boyfriend, who claimed to love her led her into the webs of destruction and even betrayed her when he ought to stand in for her. Amelia accepted her fate and agreed to work for the Don but as she continued to work for him as a loyal servant, she remained his assets; one bound forever to the Deadly mafia Don. What happens when love trips in? Will Alessandro be able to control his feelings for her? Will Amelia suppress the urge to keep spreading her legs for the Mafia Don as he always made her wet!

Once a upon time they were a happy family. One accident changed it all. Mum and dad gone. Sister missing, Will they ever find her and bring her back? Is she safer with them or without them? Maybe letting her go is the best thing? The enemies are watching and waiting for the right time to break this family once again, Can they win the battle once again without losing anyone again?

Having some of the poems in the first edition of the poem collection, ‘The P.O.T (Poured Out Thoughts)’ published in several poetry magazines as High On Poems, Earthborne Magazine, Deadsnakes and so on, the author has ushered in the second, titled ‘The P.O.T (Poured Out Thoughts) ---The Reloaded. It is said to be ‘reloaded’ because there are other poems to be added to make this edition slightly richer than the first. With poems as ‘Out of the Box’, ‘Dad Loves Me’, ‘Heralding God’s Magnificence’ being published in notable poetry journals and magazines, the sequel is hoped to make an impact to the entire world, beginning with the readers. The Table of Contents has the additional poems that readers, who have read the first edition, would realize. They are intended to look into general issues, family, gender, parental, religious (Christian faith), children, love and personal/motivational. The aim behind this piece is simple. As said in the first edition, it is about entertaining, enlightening, inspiring or motivating and enabling people think for themselves. Worthy of Note: The author believes that subsequent edition(s) of the work would carry the above-stated aim.

In this gripping tale of love, ambition, and betrayal, a doctor finds himself at a crossroads when his banker wife refuses to have children after years of agreement. Desperate and out of options, he seeks help from those closest to him, triggering a chain of events that blurs the lines between loyalty and manipulation. When a young house help arrives, tensions rise, secrets unravel, and intentions are tested. The Wake-Up Call is a sharp, emotional story about what happens when communication breaks down, when ego overshadows love, and when one dramatic act forces a woman to confront the life, and marriage, she took for granted. Will their love survive the deception? Or is it already too late?

Isla Hart has spent her entire life protected from the truth. Sheltered in the cold, opulent mansion her father built with wealth stained by secrets, she has never known the world outside the safety of her gilded cage. She's been raised in the comfort of ignorance-her innocence preserved like a precious gem, untouched by the horrors lurking just beneath the surface. But nothing lasts forever. Her father, a man with debts deeper than anyone knows, has been in the claws of a dangerous criminal syndicate for years. And now, with everything collapsing around him, he makes an unthinkable decision to save himself: he will auction off his daughter's virginity to the highest bidder. The price of her body is nothing compared to the price of her father's survival. At twenty-one, Isla is thrust into a world she never knew existed-one where power and corruption reign, and she is nothing more than a transaction, a pawn in a game she doesn't understand. An underground auction, hidden in the dark corners of New York's criminal elite, will determine her fate. But as the bidding begins, there's one man who stands out from the rest. Vincenzo "Vince" Moretti is not like the others. A mafia don who commands respect through bloodshed and fear, Vince is a man who has made his fortune off ruthlessness. At thirty-seven, he has built an empire that stretches across continents, feared by everyone who dares cross him. Cruel, cold, and indifferent, Vince has never allowed weakness to cloud his judgment. But when his eyes land on Isla, everything shifts. She is an innocent, untouched by the darkness of the world he controls. She's everything he shouldn't want, but something about her purity calls to him. Vince outbids every man in the room, securing Isla as his own. She is no longer just a piece of property for sale-she is now his possession. A contract signed in blood, a life bound by the chains of obligation, desire, and power. To Isla, the world as she knew it shatters. Her father's debts are wiped clean in exchange for her innocence, but in the cold, unyielding world of Vince's mafia empire, she is now nothing more than a beautiful hostage-trapped in a life of submission. But with Vince, things are different. He is cruel to everyone else, manipulative and tyrannical in his dealings. Yet, when it comes to Isla, there's a strange gentleness. A possessive tenderness. He keeps her close, under his watchful eye, as if she's a rare, delicate thing that no one else can touch. But his protection comes at a price. Vince will not let her go. He will mold her, shape her, and possess her in ways she never thought possible. With every passing day, the line between desire and control blurs. Vince isn't just taking her body-he wants her heart, her mind, her soul. And as the days turn to weeks, Isla finds herself torn between survival and submission. She is drawn to him in a way she cannot escape, yet terrified of what she's becoming. But a storm is coming. Luca Santoro-Vince's former ally, now his deadliest rival-has been waiting for a weakness. A crack in Vince's otherwise unbreakable armor. And he has found it in Isla. Luca knows that Vince's obsession with Isla is his greatest vulnerability. He will stop at nothing to break her spirit and use her to bring Vince to his knees. His plan is simple: destroy Vince's empire by destroying Isla. Luca doesn't just want to own Isla-he wants to destroy what she means to Vince, and he will stop at nothing to make her his. The clock is ticking. As the tension between Vince and Luca escalates, Isla's world becomes even more dangerous. The mafia's brutal games are no longer just about loyalty and power-they're about survival. But the deeper Isla falls into Vince's world, the more she realizes that the man who controls everything around her is also controlling her heart. She cannot leave him, yet she knows that staying might cost her everything. Is she willing to lose herself in a man who sees her as both a possession and a passion? In a world where love and pain collide, Isla must decide if she can find freedom in submission or if her innocence will be the very thing that destroys her

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The missing treasure