Baskadia

AN EXCELLENT CAMOUFLAGED FRIEND

Hushai was David's friend working in Absalom's Government constantly discomfiting the counsel of Ahitophel to see the throne restored to David. He risked being discovered and Killed. A story of Love and Sacrifice.

ADDICTION OR DISLOYALTY

Whatever may be the addiction, it either destroys or transforms. Jayesh has also got such an addiction-"Love addict". Let's see Jayesh gets ruined by this kind of addiction or will this addiction take him on a different path.

The Spotty Knife

Bob Jones looked at the spotty knife in his hands and felt delighted. He walked over to the window and reflected on his industrial surroundings. He had always loved dull Upper Boggington with its pong, petite parks. It was a place that encouraged his tendency to feel delighted. Then he saw something in the distance, or rather someone. It was the figure of Maureen Cockle. Maureen was a hilarious banker with skinny thighs and moist legs. Bob gulped. He glanced at his own reflection. He was a graci

"Love in the City of Dreams: A Mumbai Romance Story"

Chapter 1: Chance Encounter In the bustling streets of Mumbai, amidst the chaos of visitors and the cacophony of sounds, two strangers crossed paths. Rahul, a younger expert working in a multinational corporation, was once dashing to capture his teach domestic after a lengthy day at work. Simran, an aspiring actress, was once on her way to an audition for a TV show. Their eyes met for a quick moment, and it was once as if time stood still. Rahul used to be struck through Simran's radiant smile,

The Lighting Storm

Quite some time in the past, both Lightning storm lived among individuals on this planet. Thunder was a mother sheep and Lightning was her child, a smash. Neither one of the ones was exceptionally well known with individuals, for when someone insulted Lightning, he would fly into an irate fury and start consuming anything he ran over. This frequently included cottages and corn containers, and, surprisingly, enormous trees. In some cases he harmed crops on the homesteads with his fire, and sporad

A short story

This short story is about the dream of a girl whose passion for reading made her a famous writer.

THE ENVELOPED WORLD

FEATURING Destiny Mrs Anita Mr Joe Precious Sandra Mr Dark Mr Blue suit CHAPTER 1: VISCOUS ENCOUNTER POST EXTRACT : The world was a peaceful place to be, no killings, bribery/corruption or any sort of evil vices. One could walk to and fro even at 12 in the midnight without been scared, Not until the enveloped world took over. Can someone save us from this impending murk? I THINK I KNOW OF A WORLD NAMED SUITE. We didn't have to set alarms anymore, every morning we wake up to screams and cry for h

Death on the Seas - Contemporary Nigerian Poetry

The world is seen by some as a sea (of efforts, hope, rewards) and everyone is seen as a sailor. Some sail through while some fall. This is a tribute to all those that fell.

CRAVING FOR MY EX 😭

About love ❤️

Smiling through life: The story of Jack and Bill

In a bustling city, there were two old men named Jack and Bill. They both lived long and fulfilling lives and had reached the age of 80. Despite the many challenges they faced in their lives, they remained cheerful and content. They enjoyed sitting on a bench on the street corner, observing the world around them, and chatting with each other. People in the city knew them well, and often referred to them as the "smiling old men." Jack and Bill had a bond that only came from years of friendship, a

"The Cursed Haunted House of Bina: A Bone-Chilling Tale"

Its true story from Bina madhya Pradesh

Unrequited; A love story.

A true life story of a girl who is in love.

My love for Scrabble

My love for Scrabble is like a fire burning bright, A passion that flares up with every letter placed just right. With every word I form, my excitement starts to soar, As I outsmart my opponents and add to my score. The thrill of finding words that others cannot see, Is like a treasure hunt, a victory. The tiles, they call to me, like gems upon a board, Each one a puzzle to be solved, a challenge to be adored. With every game I play, my love for Scrabble grows, A love that knows no bounds, a lov

BORN AGAIN

Born to die or born to live; the former by fate, the later by faith in God through Christ Jesus.

Mama Comes Home

Out of the countless times i felt happiness within my family, i think the one that i can call the greatest, best is when my mother came home after 2 years from Kuwait. It was 2 in the afternoon, i was playing an online game after cleaning the house. I was exhausted, tired. Then i heard my little sister shouting with a happy tone saying "Andito na si Mama!". After that, when i stood up i saw my mother carrying her baggages and Belongings. I rushed at her, with a warm hug, might be the tightest an

Brilliant daughter of villagers

This is an story of viallgers and her daughter In this story there are 4 characters 1=Parents 2=Farwa (daughter) 3=Fayyaz (son) 4=Raj (parrot)

THE PSYCHO'S CRANIUM

It's a playwright about mental instability, love and hurt.

These days

‘… No! But, I hope he is different from the rest of presidents we’ve had oo. And why are you calling him ”upcoming president” when the elections hasn’t even come self?’ ‘ E be like say you no sabi this country they call Nigeria. They will just rig this election and give it to Ola Kunle. You know Ola Kunle is almost a Fulani since his mum is a Fulani.’ ‘wow! I never thought of that. These and more are reasons I dislike voting – rigging, gun shots and the rest of violence.’ ‘Common fuel that we ow

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GOLDILOCKS AND THREE BEARS

The Wonderful Ending

They met each other without any fear or hesitation. Every day I used to see them meeting at the flower shop at the crossroads. I have been observing their activities with great interest since the first day I saw them. Both of them have a bag on their backs, and they are not very old, 16 or 17. Most likely, both of them are returning from coaching Center. On the way back, they meet this flower shop. The boy came a little earlier. He bought a rose for 15 taka; A folded 10 taka and a war-torn 5 ta