Thirty Something Series Novels & Stories

“Hi, Vera. Good morning.” I jerked back instinctively. His face was inches away, and for someone who has a girlfriend, he had no concept of boundaries. I pushed his forehead lightly to create distance. “Good morning, Theo.” Erica blinked with the sudden difference in the atmosphere. “No way! He’s definitely way more handsome than you,” she teased, trying to ease off the tension with nervous laughter. “Then, let’s ask Vera,” Theo scoffed, letting out a smirk. “Vera, who’s more handsome? Me or the CEO?”

Everything in our home revolved around her, as if she owned the house. Recalling my bitter past, I wanted to slap myself. Why didn't I just walk away when I still had the chance? Andrew slammed on the accelerator. As if something had just occurred to him, he frowned and muttered, "Well played, Jovana. No wonder I haven't heard from you in three years—you've been out there messing around with some other man." Watching him clench his jaw in anger, I wanted to slap him across the face. A blind, heartless scum like him had no right to accuse me!

Let the doctor take a good look—let's see how 'at risk' her fake baby really is after my so-called push. Yeah, we're doing this. Court clerk in the living room. Classic rich Dad power play.

Jasper Eaton decides to ditch me at the altar just so he can meet up with Wendy Klein, his ex-girlfriend who abandoned him when he almost got crippled five years ago. All the guests are stunned, to say the least. I can only tug at Jasper's hem of his shirt while trying very hard to keep my expression intact. "Can you please stay with me now?" Mixed feelings cross his eyes, but he soon wrenches my hand off him, finger by finger. At the same time, he shakes his head. "I'm sorry, but I must go now. I need to ask Wendy why she was so heartless to me back then." Amid the crowd's shocked gasps and murmurs, Jasper leaves without even looking back. My dad, who has a bad heart, trembles violent

"Y-Yeah... why?" "Maybe there are clues in the notes. Is it still with you?" "I threw it away," she said, then switched the T.V. channel. She doesn't like late night shows anymore. More dramas and nonsense shows. "Oh," her friend said regretfully. "Keep the notes next time. You know... maybe one of these days he might introduce himself in a note." "His name is Third. That's always on the note, eh." "So, do you know anyone who has the same name?"

"Enough about me. what's up with Lucas?" "I had a one night stand with him at the bar, then we found out that we had the same hobby-hiking, so now we are sort of dating, but it was totally causal." "Good for you. I don't think Penny will come back tonight. We need to get up early to watch the sun come up. I heard that the sunrise was indeed a spectacle if we viewed form the top of the mount." "Lisa, I am serious. You can't still be a virgin when you are 30 years old. By then you are not only suffering from mental illness, but physically sickness as well."

Three Months Long is a story set in Abuja, in predominantly two districts, Wuye and Jabi. Peter and Olivia are in love and want to have a future together. However, Olivia is older than Peter by a few years and already a graduate while Peter is still a freshman in the university . While Peter’s family is not perturbed about the difference in age and academics , Olivia’s family won't have any of it. Peter promises Olivia a forever love but will their love stand the stern test from their parents and the Nigerian society where it's expected for a man to be several years older than his partner? As the story unravels, love, fear, uncertainty, parental pressures determination, trust and values are

"And that's for trampling on six years of my love beneath your heel." I'd just raised my hand for a third strike when Samuel caught my wrist. "Don't dirty your hand." Without looking back, he ordered, "Throw him out." Two bodyguards moved in, seized Kyle, and dragged him away. Samuel wrapped an arm around my shoulders, his touch warm and steady. I glanced back one last time at the figure huddled in the rain. "You're rotten to the core, Kyle." … Three months later, under the flashes of reporters' cameras, the "Caged Bird" series left the audience stunned. The broken wings had been remade into a gilded cloak. At the curtain call, countless white doves burst into the air behind me.

I appreciated their likenesses, and their differences, each one of them part of three, yet also an incredible person their own right. Thane, broody and authoritative, always saying far more with his actions than his words. Cole, fiercely protective, yet easily the most mischievous of the three. And Finn, playful and sensitive, and always the first to sense something I needed. They perfectly balanced each other, and me, in their own unique ways. My perfect three mates.

Now, for the one divorce that truly mattered, he arrived punctually. When Benedict saw me, he stepped toward me. “I’ve thought about many things over the past three days. Perhaps we haven’t reached the end yet. “I finally understand what it feels like to lose the person you love. “I could never betray you again. It’s unbearable.” For three full years, Benedict had never once repented. Were three days truly enough to grant him such an awakening? I smiled bitterly and shook my head. “Benedict, over the past few years, I gave you thirty-three chances.