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Love Without Money Is Dead short love romance stories to read online for free

Love Without Money Is Dead

The room was dark. Man and insect moved stealthily, each unaware that the other was privy to their presence. The cockroach flitted around the pots of food, lifted itself up by its…

The Bridge

She nodded her head, Dupe looked around feeling uneasy when noticed they were not completely alone on the bridge. Across the road from them was a young man who seemed to be lurking. She could have sworn he wasn’t there a second ago or maybe she missed him. He looked up catching her staring so she quickly looked away. She looked at her companions deep in a discussion about where in Obalende they were most likely to find a mechanic and pretended to listen. Her eyes wandered across the bridge again, this time she noticed a friend had joined the strange man. She also noticed for the first time how rough they looked, in ripped jeans shorts and colourful t-shirts that hadn’t seen a wash in a long time. She looked away again worried she would get caught staring again. This time it didn’t take her long to look back and to her surprise there were three more men there now. She realized why she felt so unsettled by them, though they seemed to be in conversation with each other, she had a distinct premonition that her and small crew were the topic.

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Footsteps

“He touched me with the tip of his extension and I knew that something deep had gone into me. It was only the tip but it was deep. I gasped in ecstasy…

CASCADE

The voice came through the phone. Faded and yet solid. “Hello? Are you there?” The woman at the other end asked. “What is your emergency?” “Help!” “Where are you? What is your…

Boys Don’t Cry

A little boy of seven years was sitting in front of the television. His aunt, Amaka, was perched on his lap. At that time, she was a twenty-two years old undergraduate studying…

Ada

Ada: A Shade Of My Mind

I walk around the supermarket feeding my eyes the goodies since my money cannot even come close let alone sit at per with them. I look at my watch involuntarily. It’s not…

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Ada: Birthday Blues

So, it’s my birthday today. Forgive me, but I don’t feel particularly excited. I don’t even know if there is anything to be excited about. Let’s just say this is not how…

Mother and Daughter Bonding: A Delight It Truly Is

You’d have to see it in order to believe how genuinely unordinary my Monday morning was. My mother, Mrs. Wogu, was supposed to meet me this afternoon for an early birthday brunch.…

Ada: My Coming Of Age Story

“Hi, I’m Ada. Welcome to my YouTube channel,” I say and freeze. I suddenly can’t get words out of my mouth because I have none stored within. I admit that recording videos…

Okija Trip: The Land Where Dead Bones Rise

“RUN!!!” And like ants scampering from the intrusiveness of a flashlight, we ran in different directions like our lives depended on it. And all things considered, it actually did. By this time,…