Targeted Age Group:: 17 and above

A sweet first love story gone wrong, in every possible way.

Let me tell you a story about a girl called Omoye.
We were just kids when I met her for the first time, I was drawn to her like we were meant to be in each other life somehow.
I believe that when I fell in love with her.
All we did was play as kids do. I chased her around the street, it’s not my fault that we were not alone. It’s not my fault that he took her with him. It is not my fault I couldn’t stop him. It’s not my fault that he stole her innocence, Right?

Yet, as I look into her eyes right now I can’t help but be ridden with guilt. I did this to her. I hurt her. I am determined to protect her, I am determined to make things right. I can’t make the same mistake twice

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What Inspired You to Write Your Book?
There has been an increased on the children safety, especially girls. I was writing this at the time in my Country I wished for the most changed.

How Did You Come up With Your Characters?
Lucas is the friend we all want. Loyal. Kind and supportive. He is not perfect as we are not too.

Omoye is the girl who has been cast aside. The girl who has never know peace. The girl who just want to be happy but doesn’t know how.

Book Excerpt/Sample
After mustering up some courage, he cupped my face and kissed me, deeper this time.
His lips, Gentle and soft, comforting in ways words couldn’t explain. My arms settled on his
back, clinging to his shirt. This is where I wanted to be.
I don’t feel nauseous, dizzy or like the walls were going to cave in. In fact, it does feel
right kissing him, how warm his tongue felt deep in my mouth.
He restrained then asked. “Are you okay?”
I responded with a nod, pulled him by his finger luring him closer to my bed.
He slipped off his shirt and hovered over me and we began kissing again. It was intense,
full of pent-up feelings I had suppressed for a long time. It was a great release, to finally stop
fighting, to give up everything and float in this sensation.
For a moment, Marvin Gay was right, this was healing. All of my senses were caught up
in this beautiful bubble.
Sadly, it didn’t last.
A knot started to grow in my stomach and don’t seem to stop. I couldn’t concentrate
anymore. My heart thudding harder, adrenaline rising, this wasn’t as a result of my feelings
for Lucas.
It was something else.
The room shuddered and became blurry. I couldn’t tell the top from bottom. My head
twirling in a thousand scenarios. Dami was touching me not Lucas, he came back to finish
what he started. Terror engulfed my whole body that had just felt the best pleasure.
I couldn’t breathe! Why can’t I breathe? I longed for air. Everything around me started
to crumble. In the grip of silent panic, my body froze like I was tied and held against my will.
Lucas screamed my name.
He raised me up and made sure I was sitting, came behind me, held me and kept saying
my name along with so many words that came off as echoes. His hand braced my head into
his shoulder. The last words I hear Lucas say before it all disappears.

Author Bio:
She is a Nigeria based Geographer who found the love of writing at an early age. She love writing love stories with wicked plot twist. When she is not writing she is binging her favorite cooking shows.

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