Novels by ZDwamena

I truly did not think that I would meet someone like Seth. He is funny, sweet, and his presence makes me smile. I even told him about my daughter, and he accepted the information. Maybe when I am ready, I will introduce him to my little Addie. I see a future with him. I just hope that I am not getting my hopes up. As we cuddle on his couch and watch ‘To Love and Lose’ I look up and stare into his handsome face. He looks down at me and his aqua eyes takes a glimpse of my soul. We lean into each other, and our lips meet in a heart-warming embrace. Seth slides his hands onto my cheek as he deepens the kiss. I

I don't think that dating is for me. Honestly, I haven't even moved on. He occupies my mind, I feel him everywhere as I long for his protected touch. I dream about him with fantasies of what could've, should've, and would've been. I'm pretty sure that my therapist's eyes reached the back of his head when I mentioned one word about him. He suggests that I move on. He goes on to say that I need to preoccupy my mind with the closure that Calvin gave me. I agree with him wholeheartedly. Moving is the right thing to do, but I don't know where to start. "I'm giving up," The constant banging echoing on the stage is interrupted by my declaration. Gabrielle, with her ballet shoes still in her hands, twists her head at almost the speed of light. A shiver runs down my spine as those green orbs stare into my essence. "I don't think that it's right for me to date right now. I mean, after everything between Calvin and I, I feel like I'm betraying him," Gabrielle slams the pointe shoes. I can

I'm so done right now. As the cynical cephalopod says in the television show about marine animals: Another day, another migraine. I enjoy being promoted. That statement needs to be put out there. I'm not complaining about getting the job that I have wanted since University. The hours are good, the pay is even better, and I can even see the behind-the-scenes of many events. It's amazing and I love everything about this occupation. It doesn't mean that there aren't any downsides to this job. One of the main problems is finding someone to replace my old position. This would be fine if I wasn't pregnant. Thanks to the embezzling creep, my request for maternal leave has been temporarily denied. Turns out that finding a new replacement is a must. As the managing department stated 'the first task as the new manager of Little Celia's Ballet Studio is to choose the next lead dancer', so I have to do this before I can take care of myself and my little bun. Words cannot begin the absolut

"How does that make you feel," My therapist asks for the nth time. I sigh at his question. I'm trying to not get annoyed. However, this conversation doesn't seem to go anywhere. "I mean, it doesn't feel good at all. My mom was abusive to me and caused me to become like this. That woman never loved me, she never cared for me, and she left me when I needed her the most," I respond. I have already gone over my mother with Dr. Khumalo. He knows that it is still a touchy subject for me, she is already gone. "Yes. We have gone over the actions inflicted on you by her. However, I have noticed that you have not grieved her passing," I released a huff of disbelief. Does he expect me to grieve her? I'm glad that the woman is dead. "I don't care. She should've thought of that before abusing me. I hate her," The LCPC writes down some things in his notebook. I sigh, I don't like that he's writing all of this down. I know that it's his job but I still feel judged by him. "Your hatred for your

Life is crazy. You don't know what you're doing most of the time. And even if you do something right, other people will screw you over. Jessica Williams has been on this earth for almost twenty-eight years, and she is afraid of the future. All of them pale in comparison to the hardship she experienced at the beginning of August. In the beginning, the woman was heartbroken, sad, and alone. She didn't feel like herself anymore. Waking up knowing that the of her life is gone were small cuts to her already bleeding heart. The woman misses the man she adores every single day. After realizing that he also reciprocated her feelings, her loneliness grew. The day he left her, the man took a piece of her with him. Soon, things got better. Over the span of weeks and months, the woman is learning to grow as a person. Jessica knows that this isn't the end of the world. Every day is a stepping stone. Some days are better than others. But she knows that she will never give up. The young woman w

I royally fucked up big time. Calvin is gone, Christine is mad at me, and John is disappointed in me. I get it, I have become the bad guy in this scenario and I feel like shit. To Christine, it might appear that I am lying. There is no way that she doesn't think that I did sleep with 'Stan'. I didn't. However, it seems that no amount of convincing with stop her from reaching that conclusion. Vittorio is a faithful man (even though I hate to admit it). The adoration he has for her is more than genuine. Now, thanks to me, the man is fully dedicated to finding his father. Through solemn words and empty expression, he explains that Christine packed her things and left their home. After demanding an answer from him and receiving none, Christine left. No matter how hard he tries contacting her, she has (temporarily) blocked him. He's trying all that he can to bring her back. This means that he will need to find his father faster. This is putting him under a lot of pressure. Great, n

Christine Stanzolio. The name itself sounds odd, yet so right. Vittorio and I are getting ready for our honeymoon. We plan to take a private plane to Rome. From there, we are going to Lake Bolsena. Vittorio is renting a ship and a captain to help us navigate. Then, we will land on Martana island. After that, we will spend the rest of the honeymoon absorbing the culture. I want everything to be perfect. Josephina and Anton are both looking after Nathanial while we are gone. So all we have to do is relax. I want Vittorio all to myself so that we can rekindle the flame between us. I want to show Vittorio how much I love him. Vittorio is always busy running his company. I am also attending book conventions and finishing drafts. Because of that, we don't have a lot of time to ourselves. But that is going to change. This getaway will be the perfect opportunity to show my love for him. "The taxi is here, Christine," Vittorio's voice calls me from downstairs. We leave the house and enter t

Present- July 23rd, 2037 Today is the day. I am finally going to get married to Vittorio. It feels like yesterday when he proposed to me. The woman in the mirror is gorgeous in the dress that Jessica, Johnathan, and I chose. Today is also the fourth anniversary of our very first date. "Mommy!" I turn around to the sound of my little boy. I see Nathanial run up to me. He is in his cute little periwinkle tuxedo. Getting down on a crouch, I scoop him in my arms and kiss his cheeks. His giggles made me so happy. Calvin walks inside the tent with a hint of a smile. "Ready for your big day, Christine?" I scoff as I let Nathanial walk to him. "You know that I ain't. I am still scared, but the whole point of love is to venture off into the unknown as a team." Calvin chuckles at my cheesy reply. "Well, as long as you are happy, then I am happy," I can't stop grinning from ear to ear. Calvin and I have had our ups and downs. But, I'm so glad that he could make it. "I'll see you later, C

Present- 5th May, 2035 I'm not excited to be here. At all. I try not to think about the impending war that will come from my relatives. However, it is not possible. My parents have paid for Vittorio's, Nathanial's, and my arrival to the States. They really want us to celebrate Calvin's birthday and have invited our extended family. This includes cousins, nephews, nieces, second cousins, and more. I haven't been back to the States since I left for Canada with John. And since then, I have never looked back. But so much has happened in my life, and Nathanial needs to know about this part of his heritage. When it comes to African cultures, including Ethiopian, family matters; the older you are in the family, the more respect you earn. Family is a part of the holy African trinity. They are education, faith, and family. Being with your family is a part of your identity. And you have to be there for them. Your ancestors brought you to this world. So it's understandable that the younge

Present- August 24th, 2034 It is the start of the weekend, and Vittorio and I are supposed to be taking Nathanial to the local pool. Our baby boy is already more than a year old, and he loves his baths. So we think that letting him learn how to swim will be a good idea. Unfortunately, Vittorio is in an emergency meeting right now. Something about an error in the analytical reports in the new firm. This meeting means that he is unable to come. So, I am here with Johnathan instead. That way, he can record Nathanial and send the footage to Vittorio. Plus, he might warm up to the idea of adopting. After the whole thing with Abdullah, he has been easing to the idea of having children. But only time can tell. Nathanial is about eighteen months now. And every single day, I fall more in love with him. From his gorgeous eyes to his pitchy squeal, everything about him makes me feel better. His eyes, which u

Present- September 25th, 2032Tonight is like any other night. Nathanial is in my arms while he weeps and wails. I still do not know why he's crying. I have done everything that I can, and my little bundle of joy is still crying. However, he is a baby. And sometimes babies cry because that's what they do. And as his mother, I will be here to comfort him. Even though his crying is putting my sleep schedule on hold.Vittorio is staying overnight at work, leaving me by myself in the process. After exposing his insecurities to me, Vittorio and I have been more honest and open about what we want. So, I'm used to him leaving to work on important things.Besides, I've already finished writing my novel, so I'm not working on anything. This gives me plenty of time to focus on Nathanial.The ring of the doorbell makes me twist my head. I have no idea who is at the door. I swear that if it's another girl scout with cookies,

Present- July 15th, 2033 The loud hammering echos through the walls. The room is vibrating as the constant noise reverberates with it. Nathanial is wrapped on my back with kente. I lean on the doorsill, looking down at my fiance in pure annoyance. I just finished feeding Nathanial and now I'm making sure that he sleeps. Vittorio is wearing his old denim overalls, and his hair is tied into a bun. “Vittorio, how long will you take to fix the crib?” I ask in vexation. Vittorio cranes his neck towards me with a blank stare. I playfully stick my tongue out to him. Vittorio rolls his eyes and continues to put the crib together. Our new nursery is starting to come together quite nicely now. We decided on making the nursery lilac purple. The bright hue made the room elegant yet simple. Most of Nathanial's furniture is inside the nursery. All we need to do is unpack all of his toys. During our move, the original