Mfonemana Uduak's Books and Stories
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Red String Over NamHan River
Trying to avoid her stalker neighbour, Kim Hana ends up running errands late as a sudden unexplained phenomenon traps her and the CEO of her new job, Kang Seo Joon in a transverse plane to be contract killers. Struggling to keep their life private from their colleagues while pretending to be husband and wife in the transverse plane, they rely on each other to get out of the situation they suddenly found themselves in, no matter the cost.
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The Author Was On Her Way To Buy A Frying Pan
At 9:25 Monday morning, the Cent Advertising team leader pulled out a cotton lingerie to clean his face in place of a handkerchief. According to reports, this lingerie has assistant director Ifanga's name on it. As such, It is Director Ikanke's pant. Don't be too shocked. This is but a normal working day in the Utang Business centre. At the heart of Enam City sits a building between four tall towers. Its floors play home to several medium size companies trying to gain a foothold in Enam city as scandal, intrigue and drama mould the ever-serious white-collar workers into the pettiest, gossiping and groundnut-eating corporate shirt owners in the city; The intrigue of this building, keeps work delicious every day, making those who stop for a second unable to look away. The author was on her way to buy a frying pan, but she has still not returned.
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To Walk The Mist
Ed is from the physical plane, a locked plane. On a quest to repay a debt, he was tricked into a place called the mist by the very person who gave him the quest. Now trapped in the mist, he travels with a witch, a god and the longest-living mortal he had mistakenly dragged with him from the physical plane to find out who he is to be hunted by the realm of gods and reach the realm of god eater to be able to return home. "Ya! Old pervert! I heard you have a disciple. Which training ground did you send him?" "it's definitely a ground.. An execution ground!" "old pervert. Your disciple is about to break through? what kind of pill do you want me to concoct for him?" "a good pill! His tribulation lightening, If possible, let's make it stay a few more days." "old pervert. Your disciple needs more tribulation lightening?" "don't bother! Tribulation lightening refuses to come no matter what unheavenly act we commit! Say, old Iba! I heard you got some demon fire, lend it to me to test it on him. If it's original, I'll return it."