Nov 26, 2013 | Fiction, Romance, Series, Short Stories |
That day was a Wednesday. Class finished earlier than usual, as the teacher had to travel out of town that afternoon. So, at 11:15 a.m., the class was dismissed. Minutes later, Remi walked to the station to catch the next train. The train she usually took, which...
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Nov 20, 2013 | Fiction, Romance, Series, Short Stories |
If you are just starting, I highly recommend reading Part 1 and Part 2 first. Now for Part 3. They drove home in silence for about twenty minutes, and when they finally reached Kayode’s apartment, he opened the front door for her and let her in. He lived...
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Nov 15, 2013 | Fiction, Personal |
As you read more and more books, stories, articles, etc, you will notice certain habits e.g. the pace at which you read, the writing styles you prefer or tend to gravitate towards, etc. For me, I have noticed that I don’t read fast. I love to take my time and...
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Nov 5, 2013 | Fiction, Romance, Series, Short Stories |
As promised, here is Part 1 of Stay in Berlin. If you really can’t wait and want to read the entire story, you can do so on Smashwords. Now, for Part 1. Enjoy! Remi looked at the clock on the wall for the umpteenth time that day. It was 4:41 p.m., and Kayode...
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Sep 25, 2013 | Announcements, Fiction, Mystery, Romance, Short Stories |
I had written this story weeks ago, but just published it on Monday. So, who better to tell than you guys? 😀 Stay in Berlin is a short story set almost entirely in (yup, you guessed right) Berlin, Germany. Here is the synopsis: Remi Bajulaiye is engaged to Kayode...
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Aug 21, 2013 | Fiction, Flash Fiction |
Jimi twirled the pen in his hand, gazing intently at the woman in front of him. “Sade, how long have we known each other?” he asked suddenly. “One year,” she answered hesitantly. “And how long have we been dating?” “Six...
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Jun 25, 2013 | Fiction, Mystery, Series, Short Stories |
“You can play it on the piano then.” He did not say this like he was urging me. It was more like a command that he expected me to obey. Motioning for me to follow him, he led the way to the half-opened door that led to the music room. As he pushed the door open, I...
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