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Nerd In A Paranormal Condom

"So please tell us, sir. What is your greatest weakness?" "Losing my wife", he grinned. The hostess smiled, "Aww, that's beautiful. What will you say is your greatest strength?" "Having my wife". "Okay sir, last question... How would you describe your wife?" His lips grew into a devious grin, uncontrollably holding the hand of his heart's desire. "The best dream no man but me deserves". The entire audience clapped in adoration. Delia smiled, glancing at her husband then back at the interviewer. The hostess then asked, "And sir, bonus question, how would you describe your marriage?" "A condom". Delia, his wife, then chipped in, "A paranormal one, at that". "One that none of us can escape, unless we go boom!" He smiled. • • • The son of a powerful western empire, Dilen Liam, has to prove his innocence against false racial accusations by dating a dark skinned girl; all to save his family's name and businesses. Unfortunately, things go beyond haywire when he gets intertwined with Delia Alan Ada, a Nigerian girl cursed yet gifted with the supernatural ability to see the future and speak to the unseen. Their attraction grows stronger and deeper beyond race and ethnicity, enclosing them in a paranormal condom-like romance. But all cards are played when their faith and love are put to the test — against powerful diabolic forces beyond their worlds had ever imagined. Romance. Paranormal. Horror. Urban. Politics. BWWM. Demons. Conspiracy. African. Nigerian. American. Cult. Power couple.

DestinyNdi · Urban
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250 Chs

Chapter 201 Mrs Clark's Return - 1

Five months later...

The cold breeze blew through the small wooden window on the upper concrete wall in the dimly lit room—With just a weak orange bulb hanging at the centre of the large dam room.

Stuffed with the metallic scent of blood and pungent odour of evaporating acid; Delia sat at a corner with her legs crossed and her face hidden under her dark veil hat

Her pitch black robe hung over her body to touch the floor and cover her feet, giving her a grim reaper appearance as she almost merged with the darkness.

She rested her elbows on the table before her, boredly flipping over the pages of the history textbook before her.

"The Berlin Conference of 1884–1885, also known as the Congo Conference or West Africa Conference, regulated European colonization and trade in Africa during the New Imperialism period— Blah blah blah blah", she sighed, skimming her eyes over the history she already knew.