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General William Stone, the valiant Spanish Mercenary Warlord dated Juliet, the adored jewel of Alberto Family for six years. His called up to the Spanish-France war led the flowery Juliet to marry Mayor Patrick Bay, the wealthy Melillan royalty.
William returned at the end of the five years long war only to insist retrieving back his Juliet from Mayor. This led to fierce battle of lovers. And the story just begin here.
William and Juliet is a great story that unveils a great truth: that we can avoid the unnecessary wars that often smoldered gorgeous citadel of love and shattered lovers’ life; that we can come out of the storming, cloudy fumes that often wreck relationships and abort glorious destiny.
This novel challenges your love-life with great didactic values and heartrending edifying punctures. Read on.
Michael tells of a bastard child and the search for his father. Bamidele’s poem, “Insomnia”, is a quick glimpse into the restless awareness of death. Jeff and Raheela attempt to guide a writer’s hand in the foray of storytelling and publishing. Fatihah talks of love, innocently, simply. Resoketswe engages a bar conversation on suicide; a subject we hate to admit. There’s more.
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"What an elder sees sitting down, a child will never see even if he climbs an Iroko tree" - Igbo proverb Obinna was an ambitious young man. He dreamt all about how his life would be like. He wanted to be rich, famous, and the star of his hometown, Umuchigbo. He wanted...
The world as I saw it was but a blur, till then like crystals I started to see filth for filth. Ten years ago I had just seen my first beard, it was while I woke erect and perplexed. Erect because biology said at that age my body would start to respond to cold and...
Regan knew he was not dreaming, he was dead. The last thing he remembered was closing his eyes and getting stabbed in his dream. Somehow he knew when he was no longer in the dream. He looked back and the only thing he saw was his lifeless body just lying there...
My name is Jonathan and I consider myself one of the most discriminated humans living in the twenty first century. Evil is a constant. I am Nigerian and I am Skinny. Today I visited an Indian Doctor at Hatfield, Pretoria and the first thing he said is "You are...
I have always wanted to write about chivalry and its reform but for some reason, I kept putting it off until I recently met a buddy of mine who strongly believes that patriarchy and chivalry are indivisible bedfellows. In his words he said, only twenty percent of...
Deadline: October 25th, 2017 Apem is looking for short fiction stories! Think you can write a winning story in 1,500 words or less? Enter the inaugural APEN (Association of Private Educators in Nigeria6) Short Short Story Competition: Powered By OkadaBooks for your...
Now that you have been able to identify what kind of writing work you have to do, you may want to get some ideas. Writers are usually multi-tasking and this could affect your ideas. This is usually a major headache that eventually ends with complaints about writer’s...
BY COMMONWEALTH WRITERS / 04TH OCTOBER 2017 Writers from around the world are invited to submit their scripts to the 26th International Radio Playwriting Competition. The global competition, hosted by BBC World Service and the British Council, in partnership with...
“I'll show you where he is. Follow me please,” the nurse said as she walked down the hallway with me following by her side. She looked at me and gave me a small smile, and I answered with a half smile of my own. It was pretty obvious in her eyes, even if she was...
By Willing Davidson on the New Yorker In “Apollo,” your story in this week’s magazine, a young man named Okenwa visits his retired parents, who tell him about the fate of a houseboy named Raphael, whom the family employed when Okenwa was young. Okenwa’s parents have...
