NB: Be ready to cry, laugh, frown and feel every mixed emotions you know, because this is going to be a long bumpy ride. Marco with an abundance of sufficient potentials to weather the storm was face with a life Threatening challenge as a young and handsome man, despite striving hard with determination and perseverance, Even at the verge of giving up, fortune refused to shine on him. When at the end of the tunnel, the light shines, will mercies be able to to turn his life around? Will he be able to overcome the circumstance surrounding the long awaited light?
Marco woke up with a dissolute feeling in his eyes, he could not sleep but kept tossing on his bed all through the night, his bulging eyes seems to emanate an excruciating pain as though they were about to decamp from their sockets.
The foul smelling gnash on his legs and arms ached intensely making him feel miserable, he glanced awkwardly at the brass clock, it was 6:30am at the clock of dawn.
He made an attempt to rise but the persistent pain which had diffused all over his body, rendered him incapacitated, the occasional twinges of his headache also aggrevated his wretchedness.
"Fred! Fred?" He called out, but there was no response.
"Where could he have gone to?" Marco asked rhetorically.
He tried again to get up from the bed, it was rather too difficult fr him, as a result, he decided to rest for some few hours, this he felt would help in regaining his strength, waking up In the morning as early as possible was usual to him, he had been accustomed to rising early, right from childhood.
The thought of his mother pounded his troubled mind, he vividly remember his mother's popular saying whenever he overslept, how she would be by his bed side, lean over to tap him on the shoulder and whispeo, " Marco wake up, for an early riser is an aftermath toilet"
Marco eyes were filled with tears as they began to roll down his cheeks, " Oh mother, what have I done to deserve this?" He asked, anticipating no reply.
He paused for a moment and stared squarely at the ceiling for a moment, " I will make it mother, I must be rich, I must struggle and survive"
Marco snapped and patted his chest tenderly, " Yes, my mother must enjoy the fruit of her labor, I shall not stop until I get to the top, no matter how long the ladder of life is, I shall not rest until I get to the Pinnacle" Marco muttered as he wriggled under the coverlet.
His mother Maria had always been the most important person in his life and his life over the years had been tied monumentally to her apron strings, she was what could be described as the best mother in the whole world.
A tremendous quintessence of hospitality, always loving, Caring and whimsical, her indulgence had always enormous to him despite the face that they were wallowing in abject poverty, she would struggle and strive relentlessly to ensure that her son was happy and contented.
Marco father died twenty five years ago on the even of his son's birthday from a ghastly motor accident, on that fateful day, Maria as she was fondly called over the neighborhood was making preparations to celebrate her son's second birthday anniversary, obviously she was waiting for her husband who had gone out to attend his younger brother's wedding.
Maria sat on a wooden stool that morning doing a thorough washing of the clothes her son was going to wear the following day and at the same time she was humming the tune of one of the most prolific highly singer in the country, such humming was a characteristics of her whenever she engaged in her domestic chores.
Having wash and rewash for the third time, she was about to cross the threshold to get some water when a young girl, her neighbor's daughter ran swiftly towards her, howling and clinging to the edge of her dress.
"It is Marco's father" she said dejectedly trying to catch her breath, using the edge of her top, she wiped her tears, " accident! accident!" She shouted, " your husband had been involved in a motor accident" salu bellowed ruefully, putting her hand on her head, the tears rushing out of her eyes again.
Immediately Maria slumped on the ground and let out a blood curdling scream, " How?how did it happen? where did it happen?" She yelled out in pain and anguish, using both her hands to pull the strands of her hair, gyrating round the ground with such poignancy as if she were beckoning on the ground to open up and swallow her.
Her shrill voice consequently attracted the attention of her neighbors and within a short while, pandemonium broke out as every body became curious to know what exactly was amiss.
However none of them could openly relate the unfortunate news to the anticipated crowd of sympathizers that had gathered there with a growing sense of anxiety. It took the effort of Jamal, one of Marco father's closest friend to bring the uncontrollable weeping to a halt.
"For goodness sake, what is going on?" He screamed out with terror, " how can you both be crying as if you have been stabbed with a hot sword" he snarled.
"It is an accident and Marco father is a victim" Salu said with fear gnawing at her heart.
"Accident? How? Where?" Jamal retorted with fear and trepidation written all over his face.
"It occurred this morning at Maryland extension, at about 7:30 am" Salu replied with a trembling voice, still crying.
"Then we have to get there as fast as possible to see what exactly has happened" Jamal ordered Marco's mother to get ready.
He then ran briskly to get his car key, prepare and few minutes later he returned, he turned on the old car which responded quickly, Maria emerged from her doorway and beckon on Salu to take care of her son while she was away.
The journey to Maryland road extension was to her like one driving through the valley of the shadow of death, as she sat nervously at the back seat of the car, her heart beat wildly in her chest, beads of swear formed on her forehead, her hands were visibly shaking.
Maria perceived the accident to be an event that was capable of causing a severe injury, permanent disability and even death.
Her mind flashed back to the terrible dream she had the night before, how a hawk descended into her room from no where and took away her most valuable dress, while she watched without being able to utter a word.
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The chance of a lifetime, a chance of a future, send your children to EHS. (Empire Highschool) Liam and his brother soon discovered that getting into EHS is not the problem, but getting out is the tricky and dangerous part.
On her wedding day, Khloe’s sister connived with her groom, framing her for a crime she didn’t commit. She was sentenced to three years in prison, where she endured much suffering. When Khloe was finally released, her evil sister used their mother to coerce Khloe into an indecent liaison with an elderly man. As fate would have it, Khloe crossed paths with Henrik, the dashing yet ruthless mobster who sought to alter the course of her life. Despite Henrik’s cold exterior, he cherished Khloe like no other. He helped her take retribution from her tormentors and kept her from being bullied again.
Rumors claimed that Fernanda, newly back with her family, was nothing more than a violent country bumpkin. Fernanda just flashed a casual, dismissive grin in response. Another rumor suggested that the usually rational Cristian had lost all sense, madly in love with Fernanda. This frustrated her. She could tolerate gossip about herself, but slander against her beloved crossed the line! Gradually, as Fernanda's multiple identities as a celebrated designer, a savvy gamer, an acclaimed painter, and a successful business magnate came to light, everyone realized they were the ones who had been fooled.
The day Lilah found out that she was pregnant, she caught her fiancé cheating on her. Her remorseless fiancé and his mistress almost killed her. Lilah fled for her dear life. When she returned to her hometown five years later, she happened to save a little boy's life. The boy's father turned out to be the world's richest man. Everything changed for Lilah from that moment. The man didn't let her experience any inconvenience. When her ex-fiancé bullied her, he crushed the scumbag's family and also rented out an entire island just to give Lilah a break from all the drama. He also taught Lilah's hateful father a lesson. He crushed all her enemies before she even asked. When Lilah's vile sister threw herself at him, he showed her a marriage certificate and said, "I'm happily married and my wife is much more beautiful than you are!" Lilah was shocked. "When did we ever get married? Last I checked, I was still single." With a wicked smile, he said, "Honey, we've been married for five years. Isn't it about time we had another child together?" Lilah's jaw dropped to the floor. What the hell was he talking about?
Liesl McGrath is an up-and-coming artist but for eight years she focuses on her husband as a devoted partner, adjusting her life and her career around him achieving his goal of becoming CEO by the age of thirty. Her life is perfect until her glass castle crashes down. Her husband admits to infidelity with none other than her own sister and there is a child coming. Liesl decides the best way to mend her shattered heart is by destroying the one thing he holds more important than anything else: his career. Isaias Machado is a billionaire first generation American he knows the value of hard work and doing what it takes to survive. His entire life has been geared to the moment he can take the McGrath company away from the corrupted men who once left his family homeless. When Liesl McGrath approaches the billionaire to bribe him with information set to ruin her ex-husband, Isaias Machado is chomping at the bit to take everything the McGrath’s prize including Liesl. A story of love, revenge and healing needs to start somewhere and Liesl’s pain is the catalyst to the wildest rollercoaster ride of her life. Let the bribery begin.
Melanie married Ashton out of gratitude, but she quickly found herself entangled in a web of relentless challenges. Despite these struggles, she stayed true to her commitment to the marriage. In the hospital room, Ashton indifferently attempted to draw her blood, disregarding her discomfort. This callous act was a harsh revelation for Melanie, awakening her to the grim reality of their relationship. Resolved to prioritize her own welfare, she decided to sever ties. With newfound resolve, Melanie filed for divorce. In the process, she unveiled her concealed identities, leaving everyone in shock. Throughout these turbulent times, Melanie realized that Derek, Ashton’s uncle, had been discreetly protecting her all along.
Once upon a time, there were two kingdoms once at peace. The kingdom of Salem and the kingdom of Mombana... Until the day, the king of Mombana passed away and a new monarch took over, Prince Cone. Prince Cone, has always been hungry for more power and more and more. After his coronation, he attacked Salem. The attack was so unexpected, Salem never prepared for it. They were caught off guard. The king and Queen was killed, the prince was taken into slavery. The people of Salem that survived the war was enslaved, their land taken from them. Their women were made sex slaves. They lost everything, including their land. Evil befall the land of Salem in form of Prince Cone, and the prince of Salem in his slavery was filled with so much rage. The prince of Salem, Prince Lucien swore revenge. 🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳 Ten years later, thirty-years old Lucien and his people raided a coup and escaped slavery. They went into hiding and recuperated. They trained day and night under the leadership of the fearless and cold Lucien who was driven with everything in him to get back their land, and take Mombana land too. It took them five years before they ambushed and attacked Mombana. They killed Prince Cone and reclaimed everything. As they screamed out their victory, Lucien's eyes found and pinned the proud princess of Mombana. Princess Danika. The daughter of Prince Cone. As Lucien stared at her with the coldest eyes anyone can ever possess, he felt victory for the first time. He walked to the princess with the slave collar he'd won for ten years rattling in his hand as he walked. He reached close to her and with a swift movement, he collared her neck. Then, he tilted her chin up, staring into the bluest eyes and the most beautiful face ever created, he gave her a cold smile. "You are my acquisition. My slave. My sex slave. My property. I will pay you in spades, everything you and your father ever did to me and my people." He stated curtly. Pure hatred, coldness and victory was the only emotion on his face. .