Tagafrican romance

Unto the Third


So I have started writing my third novel (and in case you’re wondering, I have not done anything with my second – editing 100,000 words is scary). This third novel is a lot like my first, in that the genre is the same. Because of this, I am finding it easier to pace myself and the novel is moving along nicely. I am currently approximately 8,000 words in. Unlike with my first novel, I won’t...

A Tailor-Made Romance – A Review


The imprint Ankara Press was launched on Valentine’s Day this year along with six books to quench our thirst. I am surprised it took me this long to purchase what appears to be Nigeria’s very own Mills and Boons. A Tailor-made Romance is the first of the Ankara Press books that I purchased and downloaded. I started reading the novel at around 1pm and was done by 7pm. Bear in mind that it was a...

The Men She Loved eBook!!! Eeeeek!!!


Dear October, It may look as though I have been slacking, but I haven’t really. Actually been working double time. Been working hard on my Qamina site (launch coming soon) Been converting ebooks Working on a graphic novel project with a great guy and so much more. Most importantly The Men She Loved is available for download from today!!!! And it’s for free! For now, it can only be...

The Men She Loved (14)


Her face was pressed against her brother’s shoulder so Temi missed the look of dismay that undoubtedly crossed her features. Just before she was about to pass out from lack of air, her brother released her from his hug. She rearranged the expression on her face and walked towards Temi, smiling. Temi who was now standing returned her smile. “You look really good,” he told her. “Thank you.” “Ronke...

The Men She Loved (13)


He grinned at her and took a cursory look at her body, from her face to her feet, and up again. It sent a pleasurable jolt of electricity down her spine. “No need to cover up. You look good…naked.” She rolled her eyes and slipped her top back on. “Why are you here?” she asked him again. “I came to apologize for leaving so suddenly.” “It’s ok.” “How are you doing? You seem a little stressed...

The Men She Loved (12)


She stood in the driveway staring into space. That had gone very differently from what she had imagined. She had predicted that he would grumble, she would coax and they would have settled into their old routine. But perhaps their old routine had been detrimental to Lanre’s self-esteem. She had always known he harboured some feelings for her but she had neither encouraged nor discouraged him. She...

The Men She Loved (11)


She stared at her phone vibrating and was tempted to ignore it. She wanted to stay in bed and avoid the steps she would have to take today. But life had to go on, she had work, she had her puppies to feed and according to her phone, she had her brother’s birthday to attend. She sat up abruptly. She had completely forgotten about his birthday which was uncharacteristic of her, but then Dayo’s...

The Men She Loved (10)


“You and I babe, I think we should get together,” he had said it exactly like that eight years ago. They both knew she would say yes, she had been pining for him from the very first day she had met him. She had pined for him through three relationships with the most popular girls in their secondary school. She had endured watching him steal a kiss in corridors and bumped into him groping the...

The Men She Loved (9)


Ada looked at her in shock, and then pain flashed across the features of her best friend. But it was only for a second, before they were contorted into a combination of anger and disgust. “When he leaves you broken, and weeping, don’t call me,” she hissed, as she spun her huge stomach around and stormed out. The door slammed shut behind her, leaving two figures frozen and silent. Dayo returned to...

The Men She Loved (8)


Lola glanced at her phone. Only five minutes had passed since the last time she had checked it. Her neck hurt, her palms felt sweaty and she had a distinct feeling that what she was doing was wrong. Dayo had told her he would be at hers at 5pm. It was now 5:05 and her anticipation had reached colourful heights. She alternated between wanting to call him and cancel and wishing her doorbell would...

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