Daily the frustration became much. My daddy reminded me that I'm not getting younger. That I'm old enough to start catering for the family. Mum wasn't helping the matter. She yelled and called me all sorts of names at any approach to make use of any item at home she bought herself. I'm done with institution. I'm looking forward to getting a job but all places I submitted application wasn't responding yet. I managed myself in doing hard jobs to be earning something at all. Each day at home wasn't encouraging as no one encouraged or appreciated the fact that I decided to be engaging in something doing than being idle. I really endured this moments... I could say it over and over again "To be a man is never easy especially when no one appreciates your small efforts and encourages you to keep going" People that could be my Strength, made me more weaken. Just 6am on a very fateful Saturday morning. A call came in, An old friend from school. We talked for a while and I got to know that his in town and he wanted to see me. I ended the call. Full of excitement and hopeful that if he was stable enough he would help me out. When we met, I told him everything because seeing how fresh and richly he was dressing sent a message to my mind that definitely it's the end of my struggle. He promised to assist but asked that I come to Lagos with him. Who I'm I? I willing obliged. When I told my parents that finally I would be leaving that I have been asked to start work in one company in Lagos Nigeria. They were really happy and worshipped me like a king. Hopefully, we arrived Lagos. It was really a big city indeed. After we settled down. My desire was on how I would hit this money and end the way my family took me for granted. My friend started explaining some certain things to me which I couldn't go for but on a second thought I had no option than to flow with it. When the hour came for us to set for the journey. My mind was prepared to do anything just to bam bam. On arrival at the baba house... I understood that a lot of persons came too for the same purpose I came. When our turn came... The baba asked if I was ready to carry out the task that if I'm not I should quit now that if I start it. I wouldn't be able to back off any more. My heart was fragile but the desire to live good life by all means was much that I couldn't resist it... I accepted! The first thing was bringing a human Sacrifice which in my life I never shed blood at all. Seeing any one bleeding out blood irratates me. That was my first journey to living a brutal life. People no longer means nothing to me. From bring one, I started bringing two, from bring two I upgraded bringing more... My life became more of flexing. I really saw no meaning to life again. I'm wasting and committing many atrocities everyday but when I go out and spend money. People admires and worships me like a King not knowing the source of my income. " WHEN YOU SEE A MAN WHO IS PATIENCE WITH LIFE AND WORKING TOWARDS A BETTER TOMORROW WITHOUT WANTING GO OFF TRACK. APPRECIATE THEM, IT'S NOT EASY"
Daily the frustration became much. My daddy reminded me that I'm not getting younger. That I'm old enough to start catering for the family.
Mum wasn't helping the matter. She yelled and called me all sorts of names at any approach to make use of any item at home she bought herself.
I'm done with institution.
I'm looking forward to getting a job but all places I submitted application wasn't responding yet.
I managed myself in doing hard jobs to be earning something at all.
Each day at home wasn't encouraging as no one encouraged or appreciated the fact that I decided to be engaging in something doing than being idle.
I really endured this moments...
I could say it over and over again
"To be a man is never easy especially when no one appreciates your small efforts and encourages you to keep going"
People that could be my Strength, made me more weaken.
Just 6am on a very fateful Saturday morning.
A call came in,
An old friend from school.
We talked for a while and I got to know that his in town and he wanted to see me.
I ended the call.
Full of excitement and hopeful that if he was stable enough he would help me out.
When we met, I told him everything because seeing how fresh and richly he was dressing sent a message to my mind that definitely it's the end of my struggle.
He promised to assist but asked that I come to Lagos with him.
Who I'm I?
I willing obliged.
When I told my parents that finally I would be leaving that I have been asked to start work in one company in Lagos Nigeria. They were really happy and worshipped me like a king.
Hopefully, we arrived Lagos.
It was really a big city indeed.
After we settled down. My desire was on how I would hit this money and end the way my family took me for granted.
My friend started explaining some certain things to me which I couldn't go for but on a second thought I had no option than to flow with it.
When the hour came for us to set for the journey. My mind was prepared to do anything just to bam bam.
On arrival at the baba house...
I understood that a lot of persons came too for the same purpose I came.
When our turn came...
The baba asked if I was ready to carry out the task that if I'm not I should quit now that if I start it. I wouldn't be able to back off any more.
My heart was fragile but the desire to live good life by all means was much that I couldn't resist it...
I accepted!
The first thing was bringing a human Sacrifice which in my life I never shed blood at all. Seeing any one bleeding out blood irratates me.
That was my first journey to living a brutal life.
People no longer means nothing to me.
From bring one, I started bringing two, from bring two I upgraded bringing more...
My life became more of flexing. I really saw no meaning to life again.
I'm wasting and committing many atrocities everyday but when I go out and spend money. People admires and worships me like a King not knowing the source of my income.
" WHEN YOU SEE A MAN WHO IS PATIENCE WITH LIFE AND WORKING TOWARDS A BETTER TOMORROW WITHOUT WANTING GO OFF TRACK. APPRECIATE THEM, IT'S NOT EASY"
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. .
Iris grew from an orphaned child to the adopted daughter of the Stewart family at age ten, finding warmth in her nominal uncle Vincent's kindness. Seven years later, she became his secret lover. When Vincent's engagement was announced, gossip spread about the notorious playboy CEO finally settling down. But only Iris knew the extent of his cold, two-faced nature. Iris fell for Vincent and, through tears, begged, "Marry me," only to be met with his frosty refusal. Defeated, she accepted a lawyer's proposal, sparking public excitement. Then, on her wedding day, Vincent pleaded desperately, "Don't marry him…"
Lucia Balstone thought she had chosen the right man to spend the rest of her life with, but he was the one who ended her life. Their ten-year marriage seemed like a joke when her husband stabbed her with a dagger. Fortunately, God is never blind to people's tears. Lucia got a second chance. She was reborn at the age of 22, before all the terrible things had happened. This time, she was determined to avenge herself and let those who hurt her pay! She made an elaborate list of her goals, and the first thing on her list was to marry her ex-husband's enemy, Alonso Callen!
Dear readers, this book has resumed daily updates. It took Sabrina three whole years to realize that her husband, Tyrone didn't have a heart. He was the coldest and most indifferent man she had ever met. He never smiled at her, let alone treated her like his wife. To make matters worse, the return of the woman he had eyes for brought Sabrina nothing but divorce papers. Sabrina's heart broke. Hoping that there was still a chance for them to work on their marriage, she asked, "Quick question,Tyrone. Would you still divorce me if I told you that I was pregnant?" "Absolutely!" he responded. Realizing that she didn't mean shit to him, Sabrina decided to let go. She signed the divorce agreement while lying on her sickbed with a broken heart. Surprisingly, that wasn't the end for the couple. It was as if scales fell off Tyrone's eyes after she signed the divorce agreement. The once so heartless man groveled at her bedside and pleaded, "Sabrina, I made a big mistake. Please don't divorce me. I promise to change." Sabrina smiled weakly, not knowing what to do...
When Corynn mustered up the courage to tell Elliot about her pregnancy, she unexpectedly found him gallantly helping another woman from his car. Her heart sank as three years of effort to secure his love crumbled before her eyes, compelling her to leave him behind. Three years later, life had taken Corynn down a new path with someone else, while Elliot was left grappling with regret. Seizing a moment of vulnerability, he pleaded, "Corynn, let's get married." Shaking her head with a faint smile, Corynn gently replied, "Sorry, I'm already engaged."
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?