Lagos, Nigeria (Cookie.)
"Good afternoon her majesty," they all greeted as they sat down at the dinning table to have lunch with Queen Beatrice Eze, who arrived some hours ago with her eldest son, Prince Nonso Eze.
"Afternoon every one," Queen Beatrice greeted back with a light voice. "The king could not make it here because he had some meetings to attend to with the village council, but he sends his regards to everyone, especially to his son in-law to be Fabby." she informed.
Fabian smiled like he just won a trophy.
Cookie like Amanda's family. She finds them welcoming and nice but when it comes to Amanda, it was a different story all together. For the past few days she'd lived here, she had been able to avoid her. Cookie always stays indoors, reading her books just so she could stay away from Amanda and her unnecessary drama.
"Prince Fabby, how are you?" Queen Beatrice a
Lagos, Nigeria (Cookie) The exams were tough. So many students were caught trying to do malpractice and this sent Cookie the chills. Her eyes were hurting so much she could not even look at the screen of the computers at the examination hall. It became worse when she began to have throbbing pains on her head. She was definitely feeling sick. After the exams, students littered around, buying snacks and discussing in groups. Cookie waited for Prince Nonso to pick her up. While she did so, she paced around for a while, feeling uncomfortable. She hugged herself and tried to remain calm. Nonso arrived with his car. He honked his car till he got Cookie's attention, making her rush towards the car. Even if he had taken long to come, she was happy he had finally. She opened the door and hoped inside, the chilly air condition hitting her immediately she did."Good evening, my prince." Cookie greeted. "Good evening, my Cookie." Prince Nonso imitated, indirectly reminding her to stop calling
Lagos, Nigeria (Cookie) Cookie's scream of help vibrated through the walls as the guards carried her. She tried to break free from their hold, shaking, kicking and crying. But it was of no use. She felt disappointed and sad that Nonso, Gloria and Fabian were not around to help her out now that she wanted them to. Now that she thought of it, it was like people tend to hurt her whenever she was getting to enjoy her life and forgetting her past. When she'd come to Lagos to meet Fabby's fiancee, she'd never envisioned her to be a threat to her life or to be hot tempered, rude and unfriendly towards her. The confusing thing was that she had never done anything to offend Amanda that will spike any hatred she had for her now. If she had even done a thing to her, why not just tell her so she'd make amends instead of wanting to send her to that dangerous den? Only the thought of it made her to shiver and she was thinking that she'd shiver to death if not rescued on time. The guards dragged
Lagos, Nigeria (Cookie) Still a little bit shocked by the previous incident, Cookie went to her room's ensuite. She watched her face with the cool water running from the tap. She got a little bit lost looking at her reflection on the mirror. Cookie had big eyes, plump lips and a slightly pointed nose. She loved how dark and long her eyelashes were and how it made her eyes attractive.Cookie blinked her eyes severally as she wiped her face dry with her towel before she walked to the kitchen. There, she found Fabian cooking. She was surprised because it was either the maids in the house or Gloria that does most of the cooking. Speaking of Gloria, she had some work to do so she wasn't around. Cookie stood by the door, resting her back on the wall as she became engrossed with watching Fabian slicing the yam. Mr. Chef did not even notice someone staring at him. "Woah," Cookie finally exclaimed and that caught his attention. Fabian's eyes widened out of shock and he gave her a weak smile
Lagos, Nigeria (Cookie) "Fabian! Fabian!" Amanda's scream vibrated through the walls of the house. Cookie could hear the voice getting closer and coming towards the living room, where she was busy playing video game. Fabian was with her but he was typing away on his phone, ignoring the fact that Amanda was shouting his name. Amanda entered the living room. She walked past Cookie and towards Fabian but not without hissing and snapping her eyes at her.Cookie just sighed and continued with playing her video game. "Fabian, I want to ask you something and I demand for your attention," Amanda said rudely. Cookie paused her game because it was hard for her to focus on it. The noise Amanda was making was distracting and she also wanted to watch the little drama that was about to take place. She just couldn't mind her business even she wanted to. Fabian took a quick glance at his girlfriend and then back to his phone like he wasn't the one being spoken to. "Fabby, I'm I not talking to
Lagos, Nigeria (Cookie.)"Good afternoon her majesty," they all greeted as they sat down at the dinning table to have lunch with Queen Beatrice Eze, who arrived some hours ago with her eldest son, Prince Nonso Eze."Afternoon every one," Queen Beatrice greeted back with a light voice. "The king could not make it here because he had some meetings to attend to with the village council, but he sends his regards to everyone, especially to his son in-law to be Fabby." she informed.Fabian smiled like he just won a trophy.Cookie like Amanda's family. She finds them welcoming and nice but when it comes to Amanda, it was a different story all together. For the past few days she'd lived here, she had been able to avoid her. Cookie always stays indoors, reading her books just so she could stay away from Amanda and her unnecessary drama."Prince Fabby, how are you?" Queen Beatrice asked him. She preferred calling Fabian a prince because he was a soon to be prince once he gets married to her daug
Lagos, Nigeria (Fabian)Amanda walked out of the bathroom with a towel wrapped around her chest and her head. She walked over to her nightstand, where her body moisturizer was and started rubbing it on her skin. She behaved as if Fabian wasn't lying on their bed while typing on his phone. He also pretended not to see her.She had broke his phone's screen. Now, it gave him an hard time to type with it but he only had to manage it. He was chatting with Deardre.
Lagos, Nigeria (Cookie)So many things happened in the past few months. There were things Cookie just wanted to forget because everything had to do with Princess Amanda. She couldn't take her dramas and troubles so she had to agree in doing whatever Amanda asked her to do so she'd avoid causing trouble.A day hasn't passed without Amanda causing a fuss out of every little thing. When someone tries to talk to her about her unacceptable behaviour, she will flare up and react in an unspoken manner. She'd always let her anger control her to the extent it was frustrating Fabian so much.Poordab!Cookie thought. She knew how Fabian was trying
Lagos, Nigeria (Cookie)"Amanda! Amanda! Amanda!" Fabian shouted all his way to her.She was sitting with her one out of her numerous rich friends. They were drinking and having a conversation when Fabian's scream interrupted them."What is it honey? Why shouting my name like that? Do you want to fall down the roof of this mansion?" Amanda asked when Fabian and Cookie walked closer."How many times have I told you that Cookie's not a maid?" Fabian asked instead.Amanda looked at him briefly and then behaved like no one had spoken to her. She continu
"This book is 'on going' and in the first stage of *EDITING*""This book contains, strong language, abuse, cussing, violence and nasty things (maybe) read at your own risk".- Author.This book is written to inspire those who are having a hard time giving themselves the worth and love they deserve.📝Dear Bully,That girl you called fat; she's starving herself to death.That girl you called dumb; she's suffering from dyslexia.That boy you called bald; he has cancer.That child you called ugly; she's now having a hard time, worse! she can't control harming her self with razor.That man you laughed at because he was sitting on a wheelchair; he risked his life to save a four-year-old child
Cookie's P. O. V.The past few days have been wonderful. My parents are so glad to have me back and I can't be more happy.Deardre and Jordan are happy too. They'd inform me some days ago that their white wedding would take place in England.Fabby decided we buy some things at the mall before we all travell to England for the wedding so that's how we found our self's picking some stuffs I needed at the mall in Lagos. "I'll be back..I think I need to pee." I told Fabby. He only gave a nod and I rushed to the bathroom. Inside the bathroom, I did my thing and as I was rushing out, I bumped into someone.
"prepare yourself for this chapter."****I woke up with a slight headache the next day. I sat up on my portable bed while massaging my temple and squinted my eyes cause of the lights coming from the lights.Nepa keeps the light steady these days.. Maybe a popular politician is in town unless the lights would have been disco instead. On and off.I sighed and then looked around my room, suddenly remembering that the last place I was was in my living room. Funny thing I can't remember exactly what happened. Maybe it was because of the headache I was having that was giving me a hard time to think.How did I get to my room?I collected my phone from my nightstand, turned it on to see that Deardre had sent me a text which reads;I know that you are angry and you have every reasons
Fabby's POV:"Fabby..? We need to talk."It was Dominique, my childhood best friend."am not ready-""I heard everything." she cuts me short.I spun around to face her. "what?""I did." she repeated. "Cookie didn't do it. Amanda did."I couldn't piece up what she had just told me. How can Amanda put a dead rat in her own plate and accuse Cookie for it?Who does that? Or should I say, why will she do that?"I don't get you.""believe it or not Fabby.. This morning when I was getting ready for the wedding.. I saw Amanda standing close to the kitchen, whispering something and handing a black bag to her maid, Amaka. I became suspicious so when Amanda left and the maid entered the kitchen, I tiptoed quietly so she doesn't see me.I peeped through the door to see what she was doing.. It was
Picture of Deardre and Jordan at the top.******Deardre's POV:Today was supposed to be my happy day since it was the night before my wedding but I couldn't since Cookie had been missing for three days.The king had ordered the guards to look for her even the young able youths of the village organised a search party but they all came back with the same answers. She was yet to be found.Everyone was sad. We all had a hint about who must've have plot everything but we had no evidence. All I do was cry.When I think that something bad must've happened to her, I can't help but cry. She was suppose to be here tonight. She promised to do my makeup, she's suppose to dress me up for the day, she's suppose to celebrate the day with me.I want to see her beautiful smile congratulate me tomorrow and wish me well. She was the reason why I came
Hey! Just wanted to say I love y'all readers. ❤***********I wore my one arm knee length Ankara gown, a flat shoe to match, tied up my brown extension hair into a bun, wore my glasses, my earrings, necklace, bangle and then a touch of lipstick on my lip.Nothing too much cause we were only going to Mrs. Okonkwo's to buy some beads just like the King had said.I touched my necklace, looking at my reflection on the mirror whilst admiring how beautiful I look.These are one of the days I just can't help but admire my own self. Self love is indeed the best love.I smiled broadly then a tap came to my door, starting me a bit. "who's that?""are you giving birth inside?" Tolu's voice told me."on my way."I imagined her rolling her eyes now when she said. "that's what you said like five minutes ago.
We all sat down at the large sitting room, listening to the king as he lists out some few things that needed to be done at the traditional wedding."father, don't you think it would be better if we buy clothes from the city?" Jordan questioned, same thing on my mind."no. That should be for the white wedding-" he turned to Deardre. "are you okay now?"She gave a nod but still replied with a shy smile. "yes my king.""good. I want you to resume cooking for me. You know how much I like eating your food." the king said with a wide grin on his face.She looked down, her blonde hair fell, covering the sides of her face giving that we don't see the pink shades that must've have appeared on her cheeks already. She was blushing."thank you."He then turned to me and my eyes widened a little. "you taught her well, God bless you for that. You will sure be a good wif
Something soft hit my head but I continued sleeping, then a nip on my skin followed by slaps on my poor leg but I just couldn't open my eyes, they were heavy with sleep.Then the unexpected happened, a pair of hands dragged my legs downwards, I struggled to stay on the bed as I gripped the sheets but it seems like my efforts was not enough because the next thing is i fell face flat on the floor."Ooowwwn!" I rubbed my nose, if I was white, my nose would have bled."Why did you do that?" I asked once I saw the annoying piece of shit.
"You can't get married to a white woman!" King Obi repeated in a much louder and angry voice.We all freezed in shock and fear that I think I was no longer breathing. I felt Deardre was about to cry so I gave her hand a little squeeze to encourage her."papa like I said, she is my choice and we have a son already." Prince Chinonso said in a more apologetic voice, like he was trying not to get offended by his parents reaction when he told them he wanted to get married to Deardre.We had arrived at the village an hour ago, we enjoyed the ride here. The village smelt of mostly cassava, it was Sandy and quite bushy with alot of kids singing and playing around.The palace was beautiful and big, more like everything I was expecting it to look like but I wasn't expecting King Obi to react this way.I was expecting Queen Obi or princess Amanda to react this way but not him."have