Do you love love as much as we love love? Ha ha no, no, we are loveless, but we do like romance stories, there is this spine-curling cringe I get when I read them, almost masochistic of me, but I read them for that feeling. If you like them too, you’ll like our stories on romance. Oh, kidding, about being loveless, we have love, but not romantic love, agape love, the kind of love that you have for no apparent reason other than ‘love just because’. Are we making sense? Just enjoy.
Once Upon a Forever – Prologue
“I apologise for calling upon you, the great ones, Fabling and Ekwe. It is with reverence that I beseech you.”
Our Coach – Chapter 1
As the players began to wind down, Captain’s gaze shifted to a figure approaching from the edge of the field. His face lit up.
Comparing Sizes
It was non of her business, this was not a story she should be involved with. But the two men had mad it thing, arguing about their size and sexual prowess in class, but since they were comparing sizes, she had to know the winner.
Let’s Play – Chapter 1
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!!!
Everybody’s Man – Chapter 1
The second they were out of view, he pushed her against the wall and ravished her lips, his right hand pushed her top down and dug into her bra, cupping the breast, rubbing the tip with his thumb.
Writing Oxygen
He dropped her on her silk covered bed and mounted her, trailing kisses down her neck, his lips stopped on her tit… no cleavage?… Nape?…Belly button?…
The Night He Won
A sequel to the Night he lost Chidi’s gaze was fixed on the Bet9ja match lineup on his computer screen, his heart racing with anticipation. Today felt like it might be his turning point.
The Night He Lost
Chidi’s gaze swept over the match line-up board, his pen and jotter clutched tightly in hand. “Today’s the day,” he mused, anticipation crackling in the air.
The Stalker
“Bro, I’m telling you, someone’s always swiping my clothes,” Malik said as he walked his friend Dede out of the apartment. “Just yesterday, I hung my boxers to dry, barely turned around, and poof, they were gone.”
I’ll Never Let You Go
Agnes smiled—a smile that once stirred something deep within him, but now it felt like a twisted, mocking grin. Her lips curled slightly, revealing just a glimpse of teeth.
…and She Got Married
Ade’s voice resonated through the church, a gentle harmony that filled the air with peace. But then he saw her. She slipped into the back pew, and for a moment, everything else faded away.
