"Think of it, it's a two-way thing. You get Cynthia to pay you to leave me and you get to see me all lovey-dovey." He said the last part like a little boy.
When I got home Daniella showed me the list of what she called potential pawns and a huge grin spread across my face when I saw Desmond's
A big twist in the story leads to a personality change in Pamela. No, it's not a good chance, she still plans on ending the world.
The boss sends Patrick and Pamela to retrieve the book of Fate from the Church of Fanatics, after pissing of Lord Abaga by promoting his soldier like his opinion does not matter.
The Demiurge, the reverse personality of the creator, tried to take over the creator and destroy the Fablingverse to satisfy her need for destruction, but she was defeated by the writer, and cast into a world she cannot escape from. At first all hopes of escape was lost, then Fate, wanting revenge on the Writer, brings her the book of Fate, a tool that will help her bring the writer into her world and help her escape to destroy the Fablingverse
I dropped the call before he said anything to change my mind. And just when Mr. Conscience tried to achieve what Mr. Common Sense couldn't achieve. A big bright smile appeared on my face! I AM MILLIONIAR!!!
Mama Oyinbo walked to the edge of the pavement to brush her teeth, as she brushed she noticed the two men sleeping, she went to kick them awake. “Atutu, Ọ̀gbeni , wetin happen, why you no sleep for house?” She asked.
“The one that they will bring to your school is the real Father Christmas.” Ebuka thought, “If the one they bring to your school is not then it is one of Father Christmas’s assistants, you can still kidnap that one.”
“How do I kidnap Father Christmas?” Chukuma asked dead serious. Ebuka knew he should end the play here, but he could not help messing with his little brother. He sat up, and his brother eagerly mimicked him.
The pay was not good, 60,000 Naira a month, and yet in five short years I had bought two plot of land, 2 range rover Jeeps, and rented a duplex in the high side of Lekki. I made my money like every other journalist in this business.
"Guy I dey tell you. Person dey always fap my clothes." Malik said to his friend as they left his apartment. He was seeing him off. "Yesterday I spread my boxers to dry, I never even turn finish the thing don disappear."