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one night for her son

Penulis: CEESAY
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What is one night for her son

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Surviving as a wicked lady

Adamantine D’ambrisio, meaning incorruptible immortal. They say that names determine the course of ones life. In Lady Adamantine's case, things could not have been more false. Incorruptible? Not this Lady, she was the most wicked of them all, the most corrupt of all the ladies. Immortal? Ha! As if! I wouldn't be in this position if she really was immortal. Emila Persephone was your everyday 2nd year college goer... Well, she would be your everyday college goer if she didn't waste her life's potential on meaningless, poorly translated online novels. That's what Emila would have thought before all this happened. Wondering what 'all this is"? Nothing much, just falling asleep on a pavement, and suddenly waking up in a made up world. Nothing much. Add some salt to the wound, Emila has become the worst person ever mentioned in this world. Adamantine D'ambrisio. The wickedly jealous villainess of a R-rated novel. Unlike in the other novels she's read, she wasn't lucky enough to land into the villainess body before she became her terribly bad self. Nor was she lucky enough to end up in Adamantine's body before the R-rated content of the novel began. --EXERPTS-- "F*ck" 'I know I might have gone a bit overboard with the drinks but I ,in no way, expected to have gone this far. C'mon Emila! You're better than this!' I reprimanded myself as I groaned. I just woke up and I had a splitting headache. As if that wasn't already enough, my body was sore all over from last nights 'adventures'. I'm glad I don't remember it cos I'm already embarrassed from waking up nude and sticky in some strangers bed. Once I had gathered my thoughts, I got off the bed as quietly as I could and looked for my clothes. I checked on the floor, even went to the bathroom to find 'my' clothes but they were nowhere to be found. "Sh*t. How drunk did I get." I mumbled to myself as I stood in the dark. I needed to leave this room before my last nights endeavor wakes up, but I need clothes for that. I let out a sigh and took a bath robe and tied it around myself. I thought I'd leave a note, but I figured it was pointless so I quickly walked to the door to leave. Once I stepped out of the door, I was met by numerous people dressed as guards and maids, all standing just outside the door. At least I gave my card to someone loaded. 'Lady Adamantine' they all greeted in sync. I couldn't even process the name they addressed me by, or how old fashioned their clothes were, because of how embarrassed I was. "I-I'm going home!" I shouted awkwardly and made a run for it. I could only imagine how I looked running away in the middle of the night, dressed in nothing but a robe and messy hair.

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Fifty Years of the Nigerian Novel, 1951-2000

Over the past fifty years, the Nigerian novel has grown to more than a hundred titles. This may appear to be rather a handful, considering the relatively long stretch of time. The fact is that not many have tried their hands at the occupation, or gone beyond the first book. It probably goes to show that writing is no easy occupation. What may be more remarkable is that relatively few, out of that handful, is known by the reading public, or discussed by the critics. Of course, it is t he task of the critics to tell us which of the titles to treat as literature, and why. Therefore, part of the reason why the reading public seems to know very little beyond what had been read as part of certificate examinations in literature must be that t he critics hav e not always played their part satisfactorily. A literary work needs to be widely discussed and presented in a variety of contexts to catch the attention of the reading public. Another reason is one often mentioned, which is that the Nigeria educational n system has not been successful in training the people who pass through it in the discipline of reading. Many a secondary school educated Nigerian has been able to pass his examinations in literature by studying publications of the questionan danswer type, which are coming out all the time, and are therefore relatively inexpensive. Undoubtedly, this sort of reading matter may help to focus the minds of the young learners on the facts which they must supply in order to achieve success and to th e kinds of iss them. tasks is ues that the examiners require of However, reading for the gathering of information relevant for specific only an aspect of the training regime, and it can do real harm if it lacks the support of reading as a continuous exercis Teaching a e. t the secondary school level should aim at giving the student good quality education.

richard_rick · perkotaan
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No Baby Policy!

“Impossible” Natasha screamed looking at the reports in her hand clearly stating the truth her pregnancy was positive. She pacified herself saying the machine might be maligned when it showed two dotted lines but with the examination results in her hand Natasha’s world crashed down. Being the youngest CEO, she had her dreams and working on her plans to turn her dreams into reality the only thing she never wanted is a Baby, the biggest burden in life according to her. “Congratulations on your pregnancy Ms.Natasha Ambrose, who is the father between?” “I have no idea” Natasha muttered looking at the reports in her hand, her heart and mind blanked at the mere thought of the unwanted promotion in her life. “What do you want to do now?” “Abortion… I want to abort this baby,” Natasha screamed. *-*-*-* “How can you be so irresponsible? Ain’t you people ashamed to be fooled by a mere lady? Now go and find her, if one wrong thing happens to my Baby get ready to face your death” he screamed. The anger in his voice is enough to scare all the grownup men in the room. “All I want is you my Baby and I am going to have you at any cost,” Marcus roared in pain. *-*-*-* The last thing Natasha ever wanted is a Baby and the only thing Marcus needed is a Baby. Will the Baby get these poles apart people under one roof? Will the No Baby Policy have a twist in the story? Dive in to join the thrilling journey and you won’t be disappointed investing your time in the story that offers you every emotion. This story is my original work. Picture downloaded from Pinterest.

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