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2026-01-22 13:52:05
The Stingy Housewife
In a quiet village, there lived a housewife named Mama Fola. She was clever and hardworking, but she had a flaw that everyone knew: she was extremely stingy. Even though her home overflowed with food and gold, Mama Fola would never share with neighbors, relatives, or even those in need. “Why give when I can keep?” she would mutter, counting her coins with a greedy grin.Her...
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2026-01-22 12:35:26
Adeshewa: The Evil Stepsister
Adeshewa was the daughter of a wealthy merchant, but her mother’s cruelty had twisted her heart into cold stone. When her father remarried, Adeshewa gained a stepsister named Ife—a gentle, kind girl whose laughter seemed to brighten even the darkest corners of their home. From the moment they met, Adeshewa’s envy boiled. She mocked Ife’s sweetness, tore her clothes, hid...
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2026-01-28 13:36:51
Becoming the Man I Promised Myself I’d Be
I was not born into comfort. I was born into lessons. From a young age, life taught me responsibility faster than it taught me joy. I watched my parents struggle, watched dreams bend under the weight of survival, and learned early that nothing would be handed to me freely. While other boys played without worry, my mind was already counting tomorrow’s problems. I grew up with ambition in...
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2026-01-27 14:49:57
Between Forgiveness and Self-Respect
Life as a single mother had never been the dream, but it became my reality the day Richard packed his bags and left the country. He promised it was for a better future, that distance wouldn’t change anything. I believed him because love can make you believe what logic warns you against. Months later, the calls reduced. Messages became excuses. Then silence. I was left with a growing...
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2026-01-27 09:11:55
Borrowed Timing, Broken Heart
Everyone around me was in love or at least pretending to be. My friends were posting couple pictures, changing their display photos every other week, laughing about dates, gifts, and late-night calls. At first, I was happy for them. Then happiness slowly turned into pressure. Questions started flying around like stones. “You never get boyfriend?” “Are you not tired of being...
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2026-01-28 16:09:22
Bread,Rain and Borrowed Hope
Love didn’t find us in Lagos traffic or under bright city lights. It met us quietly in Ibadan, where life moves slower but hardship still knows every street. I was a loader at Bodija market then, lifting bags of rice and yams from morning till my back screamed in protest. No office job, no big plans just daily hustle and the hope that tomorrow would be kinder. Ibadan sun can be...
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2026-01-27 10:33:06
Ego Is Expensive
I didn’t lose people suddenly I lost them quietly. One by one, they drifted away while I was too arrogant to notice. I wore pride like armor and hid behind a nonchalant attitude, convincing myself that I didn’t need anyone. I thought being unbothered made me strong. I was wrong. Even my closest friends couldn’t tolerate me anymore. The people who once defended me grew tired...
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2026-01-30 09:49:52
I Sold My Tomorrow for His Today
They say love makes people blind. I used to disagree until I became the example people point at when they say it. I was an only child, raised by parents who believed in hard work and dignity. When they passed, they left me one precious thing: a small piece of land. It wasn’t just property; it was security, history, and proof that someone once planned for my future. I promised myself I...
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2026-01-28 16:51:06
Love, Misunderstood
I didn’t start talking to her because I liked her. I started talking to her because people were cruel. In our area, being a single mother was a label heavier than any bag she carried. Neighbors whispered when she passed. Friends avoided sitting close to her. Even her parents looked at her with disappointment, as if her mistake had erased every good thing she had ever been. I saw...
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2026-01-28 11:48:04
My First Love Was a Lesson
Living life as a decent lady is not as easy as people make it sound. I minded my business, worked hard, and depended on no man. I had seen too many girls give their hearts to boys who only wanted their bodies, then disappear like nothing ever happened. I promised myself I would not be one of them. I worked. I struggled. I stood alone. Then I met Tunde. Tunde was different at least that was...
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2026-01-27 13:02:22
One Journey, Two Lessons
Traveling to Ogun State for the first time felt exciting and terrifying at the same time. I had always wanted to explore more of my country, to see places beyond my daily routine. This time, my heart was set on one destination Olumo Rock. I had seen pictures, heard stories, and imagined myself standing before that ancient wonder. But imagination is easy; reality is different. The moment I...
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2026-01-27 12:22:19
Saved by a Stranger’s Integrity
had just gotten married, the kind of marriage people congratulated you endlessly for. The wedding pictures were still fresh, gifts unopened, prayers still echoing in my ears. Everyone said I was lucky. I believed them at least in public. But behind the beautiful photos and perfect smiles was a quiet loneliness I didn’t anticipate. My husband was a good man, responsible and hardworking,...
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2026-01-30 13:36:46
Shadows of a Broken Home
I was only twelve when my world shattered. I still remember that night like it was etched into my skin the cold metal of the knife, the look in my mother’s eyes, the sound of her scream piercing through the house. And then silence. My father had killed her, right there, in front of me. I froze, too terrified to move, my heart pounding like it would burst from my chest. After that,...
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2026-01-26 12:59:27
The Battle for the Last Seat
never thought something as simple as getting a seat on a bus could turn into a test of endurance I wasn’t ready for. That morning, I woke up late. I had overslept, and my heart sank when I saw the clock: I was already behind schedule. I rushed through breakfast, barely managing a slice of bread, and ran out the door. At the bus stop, I saw it immediately the queue was long, and people...
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2026-01-27 15:36:33
The desk I had to defend
I met Juliet at the hotel where I worked as a receptionist. She was a cleaner quiet at first, always smiling, always greeting me warmly whenever our paths crossed. We started talking during break hours, sharing stories about work stress, low pay, and how hard life could be. In that place, she felt like a friend, maybe even a sister. I trusted her. I had worked hard to earn my position...
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2026-01-23 12:30:59
The Girl Who Stayed Silent
No one really knew her name. Not the neighbors, not the teachers, not even the classmates she passed every day in the crowded corridors of Maplewood High. People only called her “the quiet girl,” or whispered, “She never speaks.” Her name was Lila, but she never corrected anyone. Words, she believed, were dangerous things they could betray you, wound you, or vanish...
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2026-01-27 16:33:56
The Pepper Seller Across My Shop (chapter 1)
They say Lagos is a city where noise drowns out sincerity, where everyone is in a hurry to become something else. Maybe that’s why my heart surprised me. I am a mechanic in Lagos young, hardworking, neat, and yes, a little bit rich. I won’t pretend humility where there’s none; I’m handsome too. People remind me daily. Customers joke that I should be a model, not a...
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2026-01-27 16:52:25
The Pepper Seller Across My Shop (chapter 2)
Lagos doesn’t give you many quiet moments, so when they come, you learn to hold them tight. I had rehearsed my words all morning. Tighten bolt. Loosen nut. Breathe. Ask her. Every time I looked across the road and saw Tife arranging her pepper, my courage scattered like dust. Funny how I could argue with stubborn engines but felt helpless before one gentle girl. That afternoon,...
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2026-01-29 11:44:53
The Ring I Never Expected
I was twenty-one when I knew him He came into the small restaurant where I worked, the kind of place where the smell of fried rice and pepper soup clung to your clothes long after your shift ended. He was calm, well-dressed, and carried himself with a quiet confidence that made people listen when he spoke. That first day, I attended to him with the politeness my mother drilled into me soft...
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2026-01-28 10:13:55
TWO HEARTBEATS,ONE BETRAYAL
They say blood is thicker than water, but no one ever warns you that blood can still poison your life. When our parents died, the world collapsed on me overnight. I became a sister and a mother in one body. I was young, scared, and grieving, but I refused to let my little sister feel abandoned. I worked extra hours, skipped my own dreams, and stretched every naira just to make sure she...
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