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Remember me (VI)- Short story
The story of fate and destiny Chapter 6 Ann the daughter. When Tara paced into the reception at the House of Order wellness center, her face still carried fading streaks of confusion. She couldn’t believe that the bottle she had left behind in her living room had found its way
Remember me (V)- Short story
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Remember me (IV)- Short story
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Remember me (III)- Short story
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Remember me (II)- Short story
The story of fate and destiny Chapter Two The Message Tara sat quietly behind the steering wheel. It was so quiet she could hear her own breath with ease as she tossed the bag into the passenger seat. She stayed still as though anticipating someone to knock on the car
Remember me (I)- Short story
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The lady or the tiger – Life Series
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Loose Ends (V)- another short story
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Damaged Goods (Part 11)
I promise this is the last post on this story. Please follow the story from here. The Real Killer Oladimeji groaned in pain as he climbed into the passenger seat of the commercial mini bus that his police officers had impounded that afternoon. They had hurriedly staged a stakeout to
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If you got this far, you must have enjoyed the story. Please follow the story from here. All the pieces together Glory looked different and ruffled when two policemen shoved her roughly through the door into Nnamdi’s small office. They hadn’t laid a hand on her yet, but for her
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Expert Book Review – Dreams from Yesterday
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Damaged Goods (Part 7)- a short story
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