Novels by Queen Waadu

DON'T FORGET TO CHECK OUT MY BLOG POSTS ABOUT BOOKS https://thechronicalist.wordpress.com.________________LEONARD'S POV"Concentrate all your thoughts upon the work in hand. The sun's rays do not burn until brought to a focus."Alexander Graham Bell______________________I pulled the zipper up on my over all. Since I have been demoted to the position of maintenance, I would have to walk around the building looking like a deflated balloon dressed as a marshmallow.I blame my father for all of this. I swear, he has been planning this from day one. Always trying to belittle me and mock me. This was the ultimate punishment.He is still sore after I left. He sees me as a threat now, since I can stand up for myself and decide when not to take his frequent bullshit. He is scared as a wimp, after I refused to apologise to N

DON'TFORGET TO CHECKOUT MY BLOG FOR BOOK REVIEWS.__________________ The car, travelling up to 70 miles per hour, sped past the millions of trees along the road. It was Sunday and most people had locked themselves in the safety and comfort of their homes.The once busy streets were almost empty except for the scurrying rats and dancing polythene bags that managed an escape from the bin.On a typical day like this, I and my mom will go to church at the old cathedral that was just a few steps from home. After we would take a walk through the woods to the little lake there where we would go for a swim. We usually stayed until the sun died down.Mama said we had to catch all the sun we could. Quite absurd isn't it, considering my mom is as dark as the night sky and I very dark myself.Plus, I learned in school that the scorching sun rays in the a

PLEASE CHECKOUT MY BLOG ON BOOK REVIEWS:https://thechronicalist.wordpress.com------------------------------------------------------------LEONARD'S POV"Live as if you were to die tomorrow. Learn as if you were to live forever.”–Mahatma Gandhi_________________________________________The sound of sobbing in my left ear distracted me. I was trying to get some work done concerning the launch. The date was drawing closer and I was becoming very anxious.I had decided on my way to this party I had no interest in that I would try and get some work done. I was almost done examining all the shoots for imperfections. They looked great in my opinion, i

PLEASE CHECKOUT MY BLOG ON BOOK REVIEWS:https://thechronicalist.wordpress.com_____________________I entered the heavily packed building and almost suffocate due to the strong stench of alcohol and some misty shit. It was everywhere, almost blinding my eyes. I could feel it my nose, my ears and even on my tongue. I felt it seeping through my skin into my bloodstream and I didnt like it.I mastered up courage and shoved my way through to the center. There I could see everything, clearly, from the boldly labeled bedrooms to the smashed artifacts and some rubbing bodies. It was wild and it sickened me.A bunch of naked girls were seriously twerking on golden dancing poles, for a second I feared they may break. Others were dragging longingly on some kind of pipe that produced fumes.I began to feel nauseous and a request to dance from a sha

PLEASE CHECKOUT MY BLOG ON BOOK REVIEWS:https://thechronicalist.wordpress.com____________________DENORI'S POV.Telling an introvert to go to a party is like telling a saint to go to Hell. ― Criss Jami-----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------Here is what has been happening in my life so far:Mom left right after having breakfast. Her annoying boss refused to give her another day to ensure that I was all settled before going back to Wisconsin.I just got a million views on my latest post on my new website. This is all thanks to the unwanted clout I gained after the Naira Mason incident. Almost everyone seems to have my back in the situation; I am forcing myself to not get too comfortable. After all, we live in an unpredictable world and you will never know

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