Christopher is a high school student who has a dream to play basketball but what happens when his dreams crumbles in just a day, his best friend gets missing, and as he tries to connect everything with it goes back to one person Matthew the new kid.
2019...
Living in a big state entailed going to either a big secondary school or a small secondary school. Going to a big secondary school implied that not everyone was concerned about your lifestyle. Most students don't get to communicate with each other. Which meant, majority of the students minded their business. In secondary school, most of the students were defined not by their current achievements, but by their past embarrassment.
Theresa Moffat in jss2 was never able to break out of the smart, preppy shell. She won the cowbell spelling bee competition. School was her life. She'd rather study than be with friends. She just needed to survive three more years. However, that was easier said than done.
Escaping the hot, early September wind in 2019. Holiday was over. Theresa walked into school, through the main entrance heading for the long hall. Teachers were attending to the newly enrolled students in other classes. The moment she walked into the lobby, she knew things were different. Instead of a lousy atmosphere, the students gisting about the latest music or movies and the teachers trying to chase the students in. The hall was as quiet as a graveyard, as other Jss3 students spoke in hushed tones.
As she passed the cluster of students, she tried catching tidbits of the most recent gossips which weren't about Nigerian musicians, movies or celebrities. The whispers continued all the way to class. As she took her front seat in French class, a group of students huddled at the back, conversing in low voices. Fighting the desire to eavesdrop, she pulled out her notebook and began her French translation.
"Omor, there is a new juvenile dexterous student for jss3 oh," exclaimed one of the students, Selene, as she smacked her school bag down next to o Theresa's in excitement. "Apparently, he even studied outside the country sef."
"That's absurd. Our school doesn't admit in Jss3 and ss3,"
"I know, right?"
Once the second bell rang, everyone put their rumor agenda on halt. Mr. Inyang showed up with a student, about their age, fourteen. He was light skinned, tall, had lean body, could be mistaken as an outsider, but a Nigerian. He wore the school uniform. Surprisingly, he was timid.
"Christopher Williams," Mr. Inyang's voice was shrill. "This will be your class. You can introduce yourself to them in French."
Christopher didn't hesitate. "J'mapelle Monsieur Christophe Williams. J'ai quatorze ans. Mon père est politicien et ma mère est docteur. Merci." He smiled widely. It was the first time Greenland high school had a student from outside the country. He had their accent.
"Christopher, since you're new endeavour to adjust and If you have any issues. Don't be reluctant to get help from Theresa." Other students grumbled as Mr. Inyang gestured to her.
"him no Sabi come to me make I teach am?" One of the students said in Nigerian pidgin.
Theresa's eyes widened, she was good at pushing people away from her. "Moi?"
In Greenland high school, Christopher, a regular student, meets Matthew, a mysterious new classmate. As their friendship blossoms, he notices a strange tattoo on Matthew’s wrist. Strangely, incidents start occurring at their school. Ones that are unexplainable but for Matthew they are warnings that he should carry his mission and that is to kidnap students although he doesn’t know why they take the students. On the night of the game, ten students go missing including Theresa and Christopher is almost left crippled. For three years after the disappearance of the students, no one talks about it until Christopher stumbles upon an article on the internet that tells that other schools experienced the same thing that happened at Greenland high school. At a university event, Theresa miraculously reappears, revealing that she was abducted but she managed to escape with other students. As Christopher teams with the students to investigate the supernatural kidnapping, he stumbles upon strange occurrences and unusual abilities in himself. Gradually, he discovers he is a lycan. The shocking revelation forces Christopher to question his existence. With the future of students hanging in balance, Christopher together with other students must work to bring the perp to justice and find out about himself.
Their marriage was nothing but for the benefit of the two families. He could choose anyone to be his bride, but the moment he laid his eyes on her, he knew she was the one he wanted. However, their marriage didn't last for a long because of her indifference. Until the moment he signed the divorce agreement, he finally witnessed her true colors. It turned out that she also took advantage of him. Their divorce was not an end but the start of the real love game.
After three secretive years of marriage, Eliana never met her enigmatic husband until she was served with divorce papers and learned of his extravagant pursuit of another. She snapped back to reality and secured a divorce. Thereafter, Eliana unveiled her various personas: an esteemed doctor, legendary secret agent, master hacker, celebrated designer, adept race car driver, and distinguished scientist. As her diverse talents became known, her ex-husband was consumed by remorse. Desperately, he pleaded, "Eliana, give me another chance! All my properties, even my life, are yours."
There was only one man in Raegan's heart, and it was Mitchel. In the second year of her marriage to him, she got pregnant. Raegan's joy knew no bounds. But before she could break the news to her husband, he served her divorce papers because he wanted to marry his first love. After an accident, Raegan lay in the pool of her own blood and called out to Mitchel for help. Unfortunately, he left with his first love in his arms. Raegan escaped death by the whiskers. Afterward, she decided to get her life back on track. Her name was everywhere years later. Mitchel became very uncomfortable. For some reason, he began to miss her. His heart ached when he saw her all smiles with another man. He crashed her wedding and fell to his knees while she was at the altar. With bloodshot eyes, he queried, "I thought you said your love for me is unbreakable? How come you are getting married to someone else? Come back to me!"
After two years of marriage, Sadie was finally pregnant. Filled with hope and joy, she was blindsided when Noah asked for a divorce. During a failed attempt on her life, Sadie found herself lying in a pool of blood, desperately calling Noah to ask him to save her and the baby. But her calls went unanswered. Shattered by his betrayal, she left the country. Time passed, and Sadie was about to be wed for a second time. Noah appeared in a frenzy and fell to his knees. "How dare you marry someone else after bearing my child?"
Lyric had spent her life being hated. Bullied for her scarred face and hated by everyone-including her own mate-she was always told she was ugly. Her mate only kept her around to gain territory, and the moment he got what he wanted, he rejected her, leaving her broken and alone. Then, she met him. The first man to call her beautiful. The first man to show her what it felt like to be loved. It was only one night, but it changed everything. For Lyric, he was a saint, a savior. For him, she was the only woman that had ever made him cum in bed-a problem he had been battling for years. Lyric thought her life would finally be different, but like everyone else in her life, he lied. And when she found out who he really was, she realized he wasn't just dangerous-he was the kind of man you don't escape from. Lyric wanted to run. She wanted freedom. But she desired to navigate her way and take back her respect, to rise above the ashes. Eventually, she was forced into a dark world she didn't wish to get involved with.
"You're mine, little puppy," Kylan growled against my neck. A soft gasp escaped my lips as his lips brushed my skin. My mind screamed at me to push him away-the Lycan Prince who had humiliated me again and again, but my body betrayed me, leaning into him before I could stop myself. He pressed his lips against mine, and his kiss grew more aggressive, more possessive as I felt my legs weaken. What was I doing? In a split-second, I pulled away and slapped him hard across the face. Kylan's eyes darkened, but the smirk on his lips exposed his amusement. "You and I both know we can't fight this, Violet," he said, gripping my wrist. "You're my mate." "And yet you don't want me," I replied. "You told me you were ashamed of me, that l'd never be your queen, that you'd never love me. So please, accept my rejection and let me go." "Never," he whispered, his grip tightening as he pulled me closer. "Soon enough, you'll be begging for me. and when you do-I'll use you as I see fit and then I'll reject you."