We lived together, as a family for a week without any interference from the kingdom of darkness. Sweet love, beautiful moments, it was more than a honeymoon. I called it' 'sugarmoon' if there is anything like that. It was blissfully glorious with no trace of the accursed daughter of Delilah. Chatting gleefully with Mrs. Martina and my sister about a type of marriage I had dreamt about. It was my heaven on earth. When we all thought it was over, then the villain appeared from nowhere in Demola's office. He called me immediately in panic. She strolled in majestically looking stunning and wearing a plastic smile, " Demola my husband, you must have missed my absence? Tell me you did, and I would not disturb you again, "she said deceptively. She drew near to kiss him when he pushed her so hard on the floor. She started bleeding from the nose. Demola rushed her to the hospital. Like a joke, it was becoming another thing. It was confirmed that she was heavily wounded and dying. We st
Demola went back home singing a song of victory, but along the way he remembered that the lady promised to be back again, claiming he was his. His joy was cut short and he felt sad. But he also recollected several things. He saw that his misbehavior towards his wonderful wife, Jennifer was a result of negative influence from the power of darkness. He was wondering where he contacted such spirits. It was getting clearer to him that his lust for women was far from ordinary. His sleeping with various women causes an evil effect on him. He rejected his beautiful wife because of the power of darkness. There is a spirit that works in the sons of disobedience, he recalled that the pastor called it, the prince of the power of the air. It is a spirit he contacted while he went to the river with some of his friends. He went there by the influence of these demonic spirits.He was thinking of the situation when he was very young, one of their maids who had a special love for hi
"Wow! Wow! Awesome!" Lola kept on clapping her hands for Mrs. Jennifer Cole Brown. Your story is amazing. I have learned a lot. Sexual purity is the best. Rejection helps the best to come out in us. Brooding over our rejection is foolish but taking advantage of becoming better is wisdom. Our brilliance can manifest when we work on our self. Never give up in any way. Don't give up on people. Limitations are only in our imagination. In the truest sense, there is no limitation to those who see themselves in the light of the Word of God. Power is given to dominate forces of darkness in Christ.Now, I know how to resist the works of the devil. I will keep on learning. I'm ignited by the spark you started in me. I will get to understand the purpose of my friendship with the boy. If he fails to agree to my determination to keep myself pure, then I know I can be of greater help to him. Our relationship may not end in marriage but pure friendship. He may be what Paul w
With great courage, I went to see the lecturer in his office. Butterflies were swimming in my belly, but I shrugged off to go to him. I got to his office and he told me to enter. "Why were you late for my lecture today? I need to know. You have always been very punctual. When I thought I have gotten my desire that was when you blew it off. His voice rumbled in the office. " Sir, I -I am sorry.".I stuttered. He looked at me with mischief written all over me and said, "Meet me at Kenson Hotel, room 109 tonight unfailingly. I let out a scream then left his office in great dread. My fear has come upon me, I whispered more to myself than anyone. Then the surprise, Harold was right there before me telling me that he heard what happened in the lecture theatre today. I was shocked but elated. Then he asked me about our meeting now." He asked me to meet him in the hotel tonight.". He laughed and kept on laughing at me to my irritation. "Now, you need me and I promise not to let you down," Ha
Barrister Ray had become a new man, clubbing, following ladies up and down. He drowned his sorrows in alcohol, ladies, and clubbing. He became short-tempered. He was no longer interested in his children's academics. He never cared again. He leaves early and comes home very late. He leaves money for their food and schooling but that was all. The emotional attachment to the children had gone, “what’s more! My wife left me and had gone with another man. He blamed himself severally because he knew it was his fault, he had used his hands to destroy his once beautiful home which was the envy of everyone. The joy and peace they enjoyed had gone. The love and care, are all gone. His beautiful daughters and sons were there but highly disappointed in their dad. He had failed his children, he is not worthy to be called their father. He became depressed, always blaming himself for all that had happened. “If only my wife had been a little bit more patient with me”, he would always lament remorseful
All was very fine with Barrister Ray Pepple and Mrs. Mary Pepple until one fateful day.Barrister Pepple was in his law chamber preparing his court case that was ongoing when the secretary came in to announce that a lady was waiting to see him. He told the secretary to let the lady in.Lo! and behold, a lady in her late thirties walked in. He beckoned for her to sit for her hearing. She sat down and started to cry. She busted into tears, crying uncontrollably. Barrister gave her a handkerchief but she refused. She kept on weeping. Barrister became so much disturbed not because he had never seen a lady cry in his life but this was unusual. He felt pity for her, stood up from his seat, instead of inviting his secretary to calm her down, he came to where she was sitting and cleaned her face, wiping her tears and saying comforting words to her. Then he started to crack joke like “see your pretty face, why are you soiling this lovely face. You are not even ashamed’’ and he ke
Barrister Ray had become a new man, clubbing, following ladies up and down. He drowned his sorrows in alcohol, ladies, clubbing. He became short tempered. He was no longer interested in his children academics. He never cared again. He leaves early and comes home very late. He leaves money for their food, schooling but that was all. The emotional attachment to the children had gone, “what’s more! My wife has left me and had gone with another man. He blamed himself severally because he knew it was his fault, he had used his hands to destroy his once beautiful home which was the envy of everyone. The joy and peace they enjoyed had gone. The love and care, all gone. His beautiful daughters and sons were there but highly disappointed in their dad. He had failed his children, he is not worthy to be called their father. He became depressed, always blaming himself for all that had happened. “If only my wife had been a little bit more patient with me”, he would always
As I was going for my morning lecture that day, I felt eyes looking at me, both men and ladies. I put on a very lovely, flowery top my dad bought for me. I had never won the top before. It was very beautiful top. I was actually smiling at people, no longer moody and withdrawn. After the last right encounter with Paul, I became free. I entered the lecture theatre, I was greeted by all kinds of eyes, lusty eyes, admiring eyes, cheering eyes… everything was amusing me. I seem to be enjoying being the centre of attraction. I told myself “you are young, beautiful, enjoy yourself, babe. Enjoy yourself while you are still young”.That day, I became free with many of my colleagues, male and female I was laughing freely. Joking with them. I had a nice time. All boundaries off. I released myself from the gap I had created. A lot of my make were surprised. Some of them came and told me, if I had won a jackpot. I told them, what I have is more than a jackpot. I never knew how to shake