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14/04/2024

So there's a young fine fresh guy living his life in Abuja, working as a stockbroker in Central Area but there's a catch! His female boss keeps trying to get him into her bed or get him fired. Wanna know more?

13/04/2024

10/04/2024

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09/04/2024

Have you seen this movie? What do you think?

01/04/2024

It has been said, I look like my grandfather. Do you concur?

Outside the boss' office, X.O hesitates briefly before rapping his knuckles against the door. Stepping into the inner sanctum, he is met by the commanding presence of his female superior, a woman of ebony complexion with the poise of authority etched into her features. She speaks into the receiver of her phone, motioning for X.O to take a seat amidst the clutter of family photographs and accolades adorning her desk.

As the call concludes, the boss fixes her penetrating gaze upon X.O, her voice a steely command cutting through the air. "Mr. Osa, have you reconsidered my offer?" she inquires, her tone brooking no dissent. X.O's response is tinged with a hint of defiance, his sarcasm a subtle challenge to her authority. "What offer, ma'am?" he retorts, his demeanour a blend of nonchalance and defiance.

Undeterred by X.O's feigned ignorance, the boss issues her ultimatum with icy resolve. "You know precisely what I mean. Anyways, I want all T’s crossed and I’s dotted on my desk first thing tomorrow morning. Am I understood?" she asserts, her words laden with unspoken implications. X.O's lips curl into a sardonic smile as he assures her of his compliance, his words dripping with mock deference. "Crystal, ma'am," he quips, his promise of meticulous ex*****on tinged with a hint of insolence.- X.O- WHIRLWIND

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28/03/2024

Shout out to my newest followers! Excited to have you onboard! Elo Ekpomebe Osiawa, Ineye Bosede Biriomoni, Ugwu Christopher, Umogba Eneto Jr., Alexander Oyibode, Edirin Ighorodje, Freda Ume Efefaro, Adagba Ubu Louis

28/03/2024

One of the corporal works of Mercy is feeding the hungry. Let us show kindness in these trying times, even a smile can make someone's day. Be kind

28/03/2024

Dog lovers, who is your favourite?

27/03/2024

Chapter Two: Secrets Unlocked

Daro sat at her desk, immersed in her homework, while her younger brother, Julius, lounged on her bed, engrossed in a game on his Android tablet. Oblivious to the world outside her headphones, Daro failed to register the first knock on her door. Mike, her father, tried again, entering her room with a gentle tap.

"Julius, your mum is calling you, son. It's bedtime," Mike informed, prompting Julius to bid farewell with a hug before departing.

Approaching Daro, Mike rested a hand on her shoulder, causing her to startle and remove her earphones. She turned to face him, a frown etched on her features, before resuming her assignment.

"What assignment are you working on?" Mike inquired, attempting to break the tension.

"Chemistry," Daro replied curtly.

"How is it going?" Mike probed further, sensing his daughter's lingering resentment.

"Fine," Daro responded dryly, her mood still evident.

"Daro, are you going to continue with this attitude, or do you want to know the answers to the questions you asked during dinner?" Mike's tone softened, hoping to mend their strained relationship.

"I'm sorry, Daddy," Daro relented, her gaze falling on the book in his hands. "What's that you're holding?"

"This is your mum's diary from her university days. If she finds out I gave this to you, she'll kill me. But all the answers you seek are in here. Let this be our secret, okay?" Mike explained, passing the red diary to Daro.

"Okay, Daddy," Daro affirmed, rising to embrace her father. "I love you, Daddy."

"I love you too, baby. Don't stay up too late, alright?" Mike reminded before leaving Daro's room.

Daro placed the diary atop her notebooks, studying it intently. It appeared old and emitted a peculiar scent. Chemistry faded from her thoughts as her heart quickened. "All the answers you seek are in the diary," her father's words echoed in her mind. Did she truly desire to uncover its secrets? Sensations of confinement overwhelmed her, the room seemingly shrinking around her. "Get a grip, Daro. Be calm," she muttered to herself, before slowly opening the diary.

As the first page unveiled, Daro's eyes widened at the inscription:

"To you, E
The one I live for, the one I would die for. You are my whole world. My love for you is eternal; it’s deeper than the oceans and higher than the heavens. Happy birthday baby.
Your love,
K"

Daro's mind raced. Who is K?

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25/03/2024

Good morning everyone, it's a another Monday, another opportunity presented to us to continue working on our goals and achieving our dreams. Remember, you snooze, you lose!

23/03/2024

Hello everyone, I hope you are having a restful and productive weekend?

RED DIARY- LOVE DIARY dropping soon

Chapter One: Unveiled Truths

In a modern duplex nestled within the GRA of Benin, Edo state, the Mudiaga family gathered around the dinner table. Mike Mudiaga, the patriarch, sat alongside his wife Eguonor, their soon-to-be sixteen-year-old daughter Daro, and eight-year-old son Julius. The aroma of rice mingled with a new Chinese sauce Eguonor had been experimenting with, enveloping the room in a comforting embrace.

"Mum, something really weird happened in school today," Daro broke the silence, her brow furrowing with curiosity.

"What happened, sweetie?" Eguonor's gentle voice invited further conversation.

"We were made to take some blood tests during our biology class, and it turns out I am B negative and my genotype is AS. How is that even possible? I remember you and dad are both O positive and AA from the time you donated blood when Julius was ill. They must have made a mistake," Daro exclaimed, her confusion evident.

An uncomfortable exchange of glances passed between her parents before Mike finally spoke, his voice weighted with solemnity. "It’s no mistake, dear."

"Not now, Mike," Eguonor interjected hastily, her eyes pleading for postponement.

"When then? She has to know, eventually," Mike persisted.

"Let’s wait until after her birthday party, then," Eguonor relented, her tone laced with apprehension.

Daro's confusion only deepened, her features contorted in a mix of curiosity and concern. "What are you talking about? Was I adopted?" she blurted out, unable to contain her growing unease.

"No, sweetie, you were not adopted," Eguonor reassured, her voice trembling slightly. "I carried you in my womb for nine months."

"So what are you hiding from me, then?" Daro's tone grew more insistent, her gaze piercing through the veils of secrecy.

"Finish your food, sweetie," Eguonor redirected, her motherly authority asserting itself.

"I just lost my appetite, and there isn’t going to be a birthday party unless you tell me what you are hiding," Daro declared, rising abruptly from the table, her brother Julius trailing behind.

Eguonor sighed, watching her children depart, feeling the weight of her husband's accusation. "Thanks for ruining dinner, Mike. You couldn’t have chosen a better time," she lamented.

"It isn’t my fault our daughter is becoming wiser," Mike retorted, "my daughter you mean?" Eguonor says with venom. Mike stands up, his frustration palpable as he left the table, leaving Eguonor to wrestle with her regrets "damn, I could have handled that better".

22/03/2024

By the second song “No letting go” by Wayne Wonder, Maro had positioned himself behind Eguonor, his hands resting on her hips as they moved in sync. Initially feeling a bit awkward, Eguonor glanced around and noticed that everyone, including her roommates Sandra and Rachael, were engaged in similar dance positions. Relaxing into the moment, she let herself go, allowing the music to guide her. There were no worries, just the rhythm of the song and the handsome guy holding her close- RED DIARY

08/03/2024

Happy International Women's Day!

Today, I want to take a moment to celebrate the incredible women who make the world a better place. Your strength, resilience, and unwavering spirit inspire me every day.

From the groundbreaking achievements of trailblazers to the everyday acts of kindness and courage, you embody the true essence of greatness.

Here's to strong women 🥂

We honour you, we cherish you, and we will continue to always lift you up!

God bless you today and always lovely mothers, amazing wives, super aunties, spectacular sisters, inspiring colleagues, and cherished girlfriends.

07/03/2024

RED DIARY- LOVE DIARY dropping soon

Chapter One: Unveiled Truths

In a modern duplex nestled within the GRA of Benin, Edo state, the Mudiaga family gathered around the dinner table. Mike Mudiaga, the patriarch, sat alongside his wife Eguonor, their soon-to-be sixteen-year-old daughter Daro, and eight-year-old son Julius. The aroma of rice mingled with a new Chinese sauce Eguonor had been experimenting with, enveloping the room in a comforting embrace.

"Mum, something really weird happened in school today," Daro broke the silence, her brow furrowing with curiosity.

"What happened, sweetie?" Eguonor's gentle voice invited further conversation.

"We were made to take some blood tests during our biology class, and it turns out I am B negative and my genotype is AS. How is that even possible? I remember you and dad are both O positive and AA from the time you donated blood when Julius was ill. They must have made a mistake," Daro exclaimed, her confusion evident.

An uncomfortable exchange of glances passed between her parents before Mike finally spoke, his voice weighted with solemnity. "It’s no mistake, dear."

"Not now, Mike," Eguonor interjected hastily, her eyes pleading for postponement.

"When then? She has to know, eventually," Mike persisted.

"Let’s wait until after her birthday party, then," Eguonor relented, her tone laced with apprehension.

Daro's confusion only deepened, her features contorted in a mix of curiosity and concern. "What are you talking about? Was I adopted?" she blurted out, unable to contain her growing unease.

"No, sweetie, you were not adopted," Eguonor reassured, her voice trembling slightly. "I carried you in my womb for nine months."

"So what are you hiding from me, then?" Daro's tone grew more insistent, her gaze piercing through the veils of secrecy.

"Finish your food, sweetie," Eguonor redirected, her motherly authority asserting itself.

"I just lost my appetite, and there isn’t going to be a birthday party unless you tell me what you are hiding," Daro declared, rising abruptly from the table, her brother Julius trailing behind.

Eguonor sighed, watching her children depart, feeling the weight of her husband's accusation. "Thanks for ruining dinner, Mike. You couldn’t have chosen a better time," she lamented.

"It isn’t my fault our daughter is becoming wiser," Mike retorted, "my daughter you mean?" Eguonor says with venom. Mike stands up, his frustration palpable as he left the table, leaving Eguonor to wrestle with her regrets "damn, I could have handled that better".

07/03/2024

ANTICIPATE!!! ANOTHER NOVEL COMING SOON

RED DIARY- LOVE DIARY

Chapter One: Unveiled Truths

In a modern duplex nestled within the GRA of Benin, Edo state, the Mudiaga family gathered around the dinner table. Mike Mudiaga, the patriarch, sat alongside his wife Eguonor, their soon-to-be sixteen-year-old daughter Daro, and eight-year-old son Julius. The aroma of rice mingled with a new Chinese sauce Eguonor had been experimenting with, enveloping the room in a comforting embrace.

"Mum, something really weird happened in school today," Daro broke the silence, her brow furrowing with curiosity.

"What happened, sweetie?" Eguonor's gentle voice invited further conversation.

"We were made to take some blood tests during our biology class, and it turns out I am B negative and my genotype is AS. How is that even possible? I remember you and dad are both O positive and AA from the time you donated blood when Julius was ill. They must have made a mistake," Daro exclaimed, her confusion evident.

An uncomfortable exchange of glances passed between her parents before Mike finally spoke, his voice weighted with solemnity. "It’s no mistake, dear."

"Not now, Mike," Eguonor interjected hastily, her eyes pleading for postponement.

"When then? She has to know, eventually," Mike persisted.

"Let’s wait until after her birthday party, then," Eguonor relented, her tone laced with apprehension.

Daro's confusion only deepened, her features contorted in a mix of curiosity and concern. "What are you talking about? Was I adopted?" she blurted out, unable to contain her growing unease.

"No, sweetie, you were not adopted," Eguonor reassured, her voice trembling slightly. "I carried you in my womb for nine months."

"So what are you hiding from me, then?" Daro's tone grew more insistent, her gaze piercing through the veils of secrecy.

"Finish your food, sweetie," Eguonor redirected, her motherly authority asserting itself.

"I just lost my appetite, and there isn’t going to be a birthday party unless you tell me what you are hiding," Daro declared, rising abruptly from the table, her brother Julius trailing behind.

Eguonor sighed, watching her children depart, feeling the weight of her husband's accusation. "Thanks for ruining dinner, Mike. You couldn’t have chosen a better time," she lamented.

"It isn’t my fault our daughter is becoming wiser," Mike retorted, his frustration palpable as he left the table, leaving Eguonor to wrestle with her regrets.

28/02/2024

A brother of mine Mr. O has generously purchased 7 copies of X.O- "Whirlwind", his only request is I, gift 7 copies out. I will be sending 3 copies on Facebook, 2 on Instagram and 2 on WhatsApp. The first 3 people to comment "I want" on Facebook will receive copies. Faster fingers. Let's go!

28/02/2024

HUNTED BY A HAWK: A SURREAL EXPERIENCE

One Sunday afternoon in 2016 or 2017, business was moving a little slowly, the pedestrian gate leading to my business, Caribbean Palms swung open. It was Oga Joseph aka Baba approaching. Baba was our neighbour, he lived opposite our compound with his wife, who ran a small but busy and very relevant provision store. Baba was also a security man for our neighbourhood, he locked and opened the gate leading to the road leading to my abode. Baba had come to enjoy the ambience of my cool spot, it had three large palm trees to the left close to fence, which provided shades, the palm trees were partitioned into three sections, with a bamboo fence which created a feeling of privacy for my customers. Adjacent to the palm trees, was pavilion housing the bar, entertainment system and kitchen. Baba had come to chill, after all, it was a Sunday, what could be better than a cold beer on a hot day? Not to brag or anything, but I had the coldest drinks anyone could get around, it was one of my selling points, and of course the barbeque fish, OMG!! That bbq was the bomb, sometimes before you could drop water for washing hands, you will only see the foil paper left, as the fish would have been descended on. Let’s not get distracted, this gist is about a hawk. As baba sipped on his cold beer and we began gisting. Then Baba noticed a hawk, flying to a coconut tree in the main compound where my family lived, “ah Ikues!” he exclaimed, “you have to kill that bird o. It is a very wicked bird”, then he showed me a scar close to his eyes, “na the bird do me this thing for my farm. E mean say e wan born pikin for here, make you try kill am o, na very wicked bird”. To be continued...

24/02/2024

Hello people, how are we doing? I know these are tough times plagued with economic hardships, insecurity, rising exchange rates, hunger etc. In the midst of all of these, we need things to distract us, things to make us smile and laugh and perhaps give us hope.

In the light of this, I was recalling some experiences I've had in the past and I'd like to tell the story. What I want is for you to help me choose what to write. There are two topics

1. My personal encounter with a hawk, yeah the bird of prey that haunted me for about 3 weeks.

2. My experience with a sales girl that said she only believes in love when her partner is violent.

So, is it gonna be 1 or 2? Let me know in the comment section.

23/02/2024

In the midst of this dynamic scene, a secretary saunters into view, her hips swaying with seductive grace. Balanced precariously under her invitingly exposed cleavage, a stack of files awaits delivery to X.O's desk. With a suggestive tilt of her head, she deposits the documents before him, a mischievous smirk playing on her lips. "The boss wants you, now!"

X.O- "Whirlwind" is a novel adaptation of a script I wrote for a film. While the movie is yet to be made, I thought to share the story with the world. Read and enjoy, criticize and offer feedback. Thank you

23/02/2024

X.O- "Whirlwind" is a novel adaptation of a script I wrote in 2015. While the movie is yet to be made, I thought I'd share this story with the world. You can get X.O- "Whirlwind " at https://selar.co/2s6q9o