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"Some things are meant to be ruined, Stranger. I'd like to ruin your innocence"..... Becca is a "Good Girl" with a clear plan: finish her Home Science degree, keep her head down, and live by the Word. Her life is a collection of modest skirts, silent prayers, and the steady hum of her sewing machine. But when Josh—the untouchable "King of NUAT"—stumbles into her textile lab bleeding and hunted, Becca’s carefully stitched world begins to unravel. Josh is ambitious, dangerous, and hiding a secret that could burn the entire campus to the ground. He didn’t mean to drag the quiet "Church Girl" into his war, but after one desperate, stolen kiss in a dark closet, the damage is done. To the campus, she’s his new obsession. To his enemies, she’s the perfect leverage. Now, Becca is no longer a ghost in the halls. She’s a target. With a sinister voice from the shadows claiming that "Stitches don't hide secrets," Becca must decide if she can trust the man who used her to survive—or if the boy she saved is the one who will ultimately destroy her. In a jungle like NUAT, even the purest soul can get caught in the thorns.
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LOOM OF THORNS CHAPTER 66: FIRE ON THE MOUNTAIN
JOSH'S POVThe bass from my car speakers was still loudly blaring pop music when I pulled into the compound. I had spent the last three hours driving aimlessly up and down the Lagos Island expressway, the windows rolled down, letting the humid night air try to scour the lingering scent of Maison de Soie’s sickening lavender and Ada's choking jasmine - vanilla out of my memory.Leaving Ada standing on that platform in her pinned-together, multi-million naira overtight dress, plus the unbelievable look her face held, had felt good for exactly five minutes. Then, the reality of the trouble I had invited, slammed me right back down.I cut the engine, grabbed my phone, and walked through the heavy front doors of the mansion.The house was suffocatingly quiet, but the air felt heavy, like the atmospheric pressure right before a tropical storm rips through Lagos. I didn't even make it past the grand foyer before the double doors of my father’s private study swung open.He stood in the doorwa
Last Updated : 2026-06-05LOOM OF THORNS CHAPTER 65: WILDFIRE
ADA'S POVThe dining room of my father’s house in Banana Island always felt like a fortress. Tonight, the heavy mahogany table was laden with Rice, plantain, stew cooked with assorted meat and offals, and grilled croaker fish, the scent of home cooking temporarily pushing out the humiliation that had been tracking me all week. I had come home for the weekend to heal my wounds and pretend, even for a second, that my life wasn't spinning completely out of control.Here, I was Ada Williams. The only daughter of a shipping tycoon. A prize, not a nuisance."You're barely touching your fish, Ada," my mother said, elegantly patting her lips with a linen napkin. She looked at me with that sharp, analytical gaze she used for everything from charity boards to business alliances. "Is Chief Adeyemi's family still pushing for that ridiculous butteryellow and emerald color palette? Because if they are, your father can make one phone call and—""It's fine, Mummy," I lied, my voice tight as I aggress
Last Updated : 2026-06-03LOOM OF THORNS CHAPTER 64: CHAOTIC FITTINGS
THIRD PERSON POV The showroom of Maison de Soie located in Victoria Island was a sanctuary of silent, obscene wealth. It smelled of expensive French lavender, Lemon zest, and the crisp, starchy scent of imported tulle and other fabrics. Thick, cream-colored fluffy rug swallowed the sound of footsteps, and the floor-to-ceiling mirrors reflected rows of mannequin torsos draped in ivory silk, white Chantilly, hand-beaded lace, and crystals that caught the morning sun. It was a place meant for blissful, exotic and expensive brides. For Ada, it was an exciting moment. For Josh, it was a waiting room. Josh sat on a plush, velvet armchair in the corner of the private fitting suite, his long legs stretched out in front of him. His head was down, his thumb idly flicking upward against the glass of his phone screen, scrolling through sports highlights he wasn't even processing. He wore a simple black t-shirt and dark baggy jeans, looking entirely detached from the multi-million naira busines
Last Updated : 2026-06-02LOOM OF THORNS CHAPTER 63: BILE AND DUST
BECCA'S POVTwo days of staring at the sterile white ceilings and hearing the mocking hum of the hospital generator had done nothing to dull the ache in my heart. When the two police officers walked into the ward, their heavy boots scuffing the linoleum, I braced myself for the handcuffs. I braced myself for going back into the the cell. I braced myself to set my face on the brutal policeman who had assaulted me. After everything—the scathing remarks from sister Mary, the Fellowship suspension, the old man's murder, the loss—jail felt like the natural next step in my ruin.Instead, the older officer just adjusted his belt, barely looking me in the eye. "Rebecca? You’ve been cleared. You are free to go."I stared at them, my throat dry. "Cleared? How? By who?""Investigation is concluded, you were clearly not at the crime scene at the time of the murder," the younger one muttered, already turning toward the door. "Case dismissed from above. Pack your things."They left without another
Last Updated : 2026-06-01LOOM OF THORNS CHAPTER 8: THE KING'S MARK
BECCA’S POVThe morning light felt like an intruder. It crawled across the cold floor of Josh’s room, mocking my exhaustion. I hadn't slept; my Bible was still clutched to my chest, my eyes gritty from a night of silent tears and hyper-vigilance."You can't go out in those," Josh said, his voice ra
LOOM OF THORNS CHAPTER 6: THE EYE OF THE NEEDLE
BECCA’S POVJosh lived in the "Elite Block." Even the name felt like a wall designed to keep people like me out. It was 10:30 PM, and the air was thick with the thumping bass of Afrobeats and the spicy, charred scent of suya from the aboki at the gate. I wouldn't be caught dead here under normal ci
LOOM OF THORNS CHAPTER 5: THE PRICE OF SILENCE
BECCA’S POVThe evening sun was casting long, orange shadows across the NUAT campus when I finally left the library. My head throbbed from the stress of the day, my reputation currently being shredded by every gossip-monger in the Faculty of Food Science and Human Ecology.I was walking toward the
LOOM OF THORNS CHAPTER 4: THE COURT OF PUBLIC OPINION
BECCA'S POVThe whispers followed me like a swarm of angry bees as I reached the Faculty of Food Science and Human Ecology. Usually, I was a ghost in these halls, but today, I was a spectacle.I saw him then. Josh was standing by the large mahogany doors of the lecture hall, looking breathtakingly
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