Thirty Years Of Adonis Novels & Stories

with the time I have left, I won't even be able to have my kids. I won't have a husband nor kids, or grandchildren. All I dreamed of having, will never happen. In two years I'll be with Avyanna again and I couldn't be sadder, as much as I love her. "I'm not trying to threaten you, Nsomi," Adonis again. Gods, can't he just shut up? "But I find it hard to believe that you, of all people, will still live 52 years," he's right though.

Liam let out a soft laugh and playfully tousled my hair. "Selena, it's been ten years. You've grown distant from me!" I pretended to be annoyed and pushed his hand away. "Ugh, you've ruined my hair again!" It was as if we had been transported back to the days when the three of us were thick as thieves. Once my fever recovered, Liam stuck by my side, helping me pick up all the essentials I needed to get by.

With a swift camera shift, all reporters were captured in the image. Though brief, it sufficed to reveal the remorseful slump of the journalist who posed the probing question, his gaze distant and perplexed. Regret likely gnawed at him. At the stroke of three in the morning, I jolted upright, my eyes aflame with disbelief, almost reflexively striking my own face. Could this be a nightmare? Despite Adonis frequently sojourning abroad, local magnates held him in high regard, even extolling his virtues publicly. Endowed with remarkable prowess and a youthful allure, Adonis had graced the limelight on numerous occasions, his popularity far from insignificant.

"The engagement's off. We're just history now. What do you want?" Before I could finish, he was on me—arms locked around me like he could fuse us back together. Then he cracked. Quiet sobs turned full-on meltdown, tears soaking through my gown as he clung tighter. "We're not over... we're not ending this... we swore we'd be FOREVER, remember? You forgot—didn't you forget—?" I just stared, slow-blinking through the chaos. That "forever" he swore was ten years ago. Back when we were just kids, sneaking out, making promises under the sunset. Before my parents died.

And then he started laughing hard. “Adonis?” My voice cracked. He bent over, clutching his stomach. “Oh Goddess, your faces. Finley almost fainted, Hayden looked ready to murder me, Zion… I don’t even know what your expression was!” Hayden froze. Zion narrowed his eyes dangerously. “…A prank?” I whispered. Adonis patted my shoulder. “A prank, bro. Happy birthday.” I stared at him. “You, what?” “You were seconds away from crying,” he said with the brightest smile.

Reeves looked at Adaeze for a long moment. Then at me. "I want the fifty-city proposal on my desk in thirty days," she said. "It is already drafted," Adaeze said. Dr. Reeves looked at her. "You drafted the fifty-city proposal before I asked for it," she said. "I drafted it in July," Adaeze said. "When the six-month review data suggested the thirty-one percent displacement reduction was going to hold. I needed to know if the scaling problem was solvable before I raised the possibility." Dr. Reeves looked at her with the expression she used when something confirmed a decision she had already made.

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

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

“Seven years ago. You had a lot going on, whereas I was only eleven. Painting on the walls was the only thing I was doing recklessly, unlike you.” “Adonis used to paint on the walls,” he blurted and then frowned as if he had realised he had said something wrong. Just as the words registered in my head, I furrowed my brows as well. Had he just confessed to knowing Adonis since childhood? It was possible, and that could’ve been the reason behind Adonis’s partiality toward Eros. “You have been around Adonis since that long?” He let out a long breath. “My relationship with Adonis is complicated, which I’m sure you’ll learn of soon. These things catch up like wildfire.”

This was the same club that was owned by Adonis. The same one where we first met. There was a blast, and now the channel was telling about the number of casualties. The injured ones and dead ones. Oh my God! Where was Adonis? I swallowed hard. “Eve. Can we talk? Look I know we needed to go slow, and I think I messed up. But life is too short, Eve.” Like Elijah… Adonis was also … No! He tried to warn me … that life was too short.