In africa, getting married in your thirties is considered late, nearly all mothers with daughters in that circle of age, find themselves fasting consecutively, going to churches, traditional homes, mosque, rolling on the floor, praying for a miracle to come down from heaven.

How do i know this? Because i used to belong in that age circle but, here i am now, watching my mother-in-law, aunt, and uncle preach to me on forgiveness.

Naimah, my daughter, you seen ehn, men are polygamous in nature, you'll have to forgive your husband oh, one more thing, this lady is two months pregnant with a bouncing baby boy on the way, my husband aunt added.

Yes she is, they all mumbled together & its a sin to opt for an abortion his aunt finalized.

[NAIMAH HAD A FLASH BACK TO THE TIME AT THE HOSPITAL]

The doctor interlocked his hands and sighed deeply, i recognize that look, its one of despair and bad news. Have been married to my husband for Two years now and every attempt to get pregnant turned out to be futile so my friend Rachel convinced me to see a doctor she claims is a miracle worker. Have been to different hospitals and, the last hospital i visited heals their patients with herbs so i was fortunate to eat this bitter concoction that got me sick for two weeks, it could have been avoided but i did nothing to stop it from happening unlike this time around, i decided to strike a deal with her promising this will be the last time she will force me to see a doctor. I know whatever she is doing, is at my own best interest but i have literally lost faith in any treatment repairing whatever damage my body is struggling with and, i secretly hope that maybe this time, a miracle will definitely happen.

Doctor, i paused, noticing how his face wasn't hinting me about what the results say. Can you please tell me what the results say i asked politely. Meanwhile i was shrieking at the probability of it been a good news or a bad news but, whatever the case may be, the results is right in front of me.

Mrs Naimah, are you not married?

I scrunched my eyebrows together, what kind of a stupid question is he asking & how does that explain my inability to conceive? I cleared my throat, and respectfully asked, what do you mean Doctor, of cause am a married woman.

He looked unconvinced and disappointed with my answer, why should he, am slowly starting to get angry with this man in front of me. Who is he to judge, couldn't he see the  golden wedding ring on my finger? I re-adjusted myself and folded my hands on his table , his eyes for a second went to my ring and he slightly smacked his palm on his face in guilt i suppose.

Mam, i do not mean to doubt you he said sounding genuinely but, the test results in my hands, shows that you have been overdosed on contraceptives.

What?

Did i hear you right doctor?

Doctor, contrac- what?

How....?

[END OF FLASHBACK]

Won't you say something, my mother in-law asked, nudging my shoulders to speak up, I never knew this day will come, I can't even believe this is the woman i took like my mother.

I looked at my husband and immediately, he looked elsewhere, scratching his hair and wiping his hands on his lap, guilt was written all over his face.

We understand no woman in her right frame of mind will accept or wish this on her daughter but i guarantee you, we had a family meeting, we have all spoken to your husband and he has promised us it won't happen again. So my daughter please forgive him and let's move on.

Besides, you know, she's here to assist you since, you cannot get pregnant, uncle dele, said. I instantly snapped my head to his direction in bewilderment.

The others tried to caution him but he nudged them back saying, what? Are we not here to tell her the truth, see ehn, let's call a spade a spade, please.

I held back the tears threatening to come out, & out of no where, i asked, where is the woman my husband impregnated & the argument between my in-laws stopped.

My mother in-law quickly signaled to Aunt Kemi to bring her in but, uncle dele beat her to it  while we all waited patiently.

Seconds turned into minutes, and like keys jingling in my ear, i suddenly hear an unexpected familiar voice say, good afternoon my in-laws.

Looking up, i see my best friend Lola, staring back at me.

In 1817, Grey and his siblings move to the big Fantasia Castle-the top pick of royals when vacation-after their parents die in a big tragedy, soon they discover the dangerous world of the royalty and investigate an assasin among them

300 BC  The Ameadans and Ardenians live peacefully in the world of Alexandria.  This is the world beyond that is the home of various creatures, the Ameadans are all powerful because of their unique power and only possess the power of blue fire that can stop any power.  While the Ardenians use dark power. Guardians of the light if other beings consider the Ameadans because of their blue eyes and white long hair.  While the Ardenians are feared for their dark power and are cruel to any creature.  The color of their eyes is black and the color of their long hair is also white. This was a time when the two powerful races of Alexandria were still united.  The Queen of the Ameadans gave birth to their only child of the King, Vera.  Everyone was surprised to see the appearance of the baby, the color of its eyes was red while its hair was very white.  It also possesses a unique power.  Many were amazed at the baby, especially the young Prince of the Ardenians, Lord Devian.  They remembered the prophecy about the mighty ruler of Alexandria who alone could control the mighty weapon of the Ameadans, the red staff.  They believe that Vera is the one spoken of in the prophecy. Vera and the young prince Lord Devian became good friends.  But unexpectedly, the Ardenians strike the Ameadans with different races so that the Ameadans disappear throughout Alexandria. The Ardenian nobles faced her with Lord Devian holding the Ardenians' black staff; it was their most powerful weapon.  The nobles ordered the young prince to finish off the princess, Lord Devian put his hand on Vera and his dark power came out towards the young princess but she was not hurt at all.  They were surprised when Vera's power suddenly increased, the red staff of the Ameadans appeared in front of it.  With Vera's overwhelming power, the Ardenians were reduced to ashes except for Lord Devian.  He bowed before her and promised that he would always be by her side until the end.

I am so blodI used to be so small

Now I think that l'm old, enough to be say how strong my mother was, when we had nothing but the cold

I have a father who so strong,He always fight from his own, with the world his son's grow on

I grow up with my brother who has brilliant ideas of his own, he can think fast and smart he is so strong, he will never fails he will carry on

Thank you y'all for helping us to go on,And you should know that we coming for all, One day our story will be written in a gold wall.

Written by Banusha Yasminda

Beyond the Bleeding Hearts is a story of love, risk, and sacrifice. It follows the journey of a man who is willing to take a chance on love despite the risks involved. He believes in the power of love and is willing to put his heart on the line, even if it means it may get broken. Through his journey, he learns the importance of vulnerability, trust, and perseverance. He discovers that true love is not always easy, but it is worth fighting for. The story explores the highs and lows of love, and the sacrifices one must make to maintain a meaningful connection with another person. It is a tale of growth, passion, and resilience, and reminds us that in the end, love is the most precious thing we can ever possess.

A trapeze lesson becomes a lesson in blind faith.

Being her normal self,

Engulfing Elizabeth into scoliosis material

Never had she thought

This would occur.

Pathetic, she believes

Albeit continues,

This is her life

Have to keep going but not sure how.

This book is only a teaser. The full novel is on Amazon, Barnes and Noble, and other retailers. Online only.

RUN TO THE POLICE, THEY WON’T BELIEVE YOU.

RUN TO YOUR FRIEND’S HOUSE, I’LL FIND YOU.

RUN ALL YOU WANT, LILY. I’M FASTER.

Crap.

I can’t believe he caught me staring again…

He has that smile… The one that dared me to escape him…

I should hate him. He’s a liar, murderer…

I don’t trust him.

Yet some part of me… wants to…

And he knows.

He’s crazy.

Completely insane.

And I don’t know how to rid myself of him… because every time I run… He catches me…

I tried to fight him once, I did... but I lost... He only pressed me to him so I couldn't move.

But that's when I felt his heat... his fire... and every time he touches me, my defenses fall…

And he's well aware of it.

And he'd do it over and over... until I'd let him lead me back.

My life is fading before my eyes. I am sick, but no spell I cast will cure me. Who gave me this curse? Why would they make me feel like I’m dying every second of every day?

Well... I’m supposed to be dying... but I can never leave this horrid world...

I’m just so tired... The pain is unbearable... The aching, burning, and everlasting hunger...

That’s when I saw him... walking down the street... and he saw me... His eyes glistened with something I couldn’t name... and all the sudden... I felt so vulnerable... Like I was opening my chest and exposing my heart to him the very first day we met.

And that’s when the pain consumed me, and I fell over... Only to wake in his household, his embrace, and he cured me... He knew what was going on like he could read me... Everything I went through. Everything that I felt. It was as if he could feel the same... And... he wanted to...

I will never understand this world... Because no one ever loved me before... Not even my mother...

Cover art by Kharchenko_irina7

I've been thinking for some time of what it would be like if Count Dracula ever visited America. (The Claes Bang Dracula, of course. Or, the Dracula BBC One created.) So I decided to type up a story about it.

I know I've already typed up two other stories about Pennywise an female Pennywise, but I keep thinking up new stories. And I wanted to type this one up.

Beverly Phillipson was supposedly born in Bangor, Maine. She lives in hell every day of her life. Then, two weeks before she witnesses her mother's death, her mother tells her, "You are a very special child." Then, just moments before her mother's death, her mother tells her, "Revenge is in your bloodline." These words haunt her for so long. Then, one day, she finds out that she's moving and ends up moving to Derry, Maine. After moving to Derry, Maine, secrets and hidden lies unfold and she starts to understand the last five words her mother told her.

Will she fail or will she get the revenge she's always deserved?

A brand new vampire added to the group of many vampires, made by me. Her only weakness in the whole world is one of the rarest jewels in the world: a blood red diamond. She is the new most powerful vampire in the world. Queen of the undead/vampires, including the King Vampire, Count Dracula. But, there's one difference, she is not under the power of ol' Lucifer. Or God. She almost has the power of both, but yet neither at the same time. She also has many abilities a regular vampire doesn't possess. Here begins the new vampire of the world.