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Tuesday, 23 January 2018

Finally, The climax First book is out MY YORUBA DEMON

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Get your own ebook for just 2 thousand Naira only!

Hello Fam!
My Book is here.

My Yoruba Demon synopsis:

My Yoruba Demon:

From the Dapper and Intelligent Adeleke Williams, to the beautiful and confident Bolatito Oyetubo entangled in a messy and unlikely love affair set in very unusual  circumstances.
The book focuses on the hidden mask that people have on.
The apparently jovial ones who are severely depressed, the seemingly nice ones who are psychopathic and the friends who are our truest enemies.
It explores various psychological and mind issues we didn't even know we had.πŸ˜‹πŸ˜‹πŸ˜‹πŸ˜‹πŸ˜‹

2: Dirtiest Revenge:
Find out how a man who has been holding grudges for 20 years finally exact his revenge. In the dirtiest of ways!πŸ‘πŸ‘πŸ‘πŸ‘πŸ‘

3: Erotic Poverty:
A poem Explores the Idiocracy of our Government which is a cocktail laced with corruption. 🧐🧐🧐

Genre: Erotica, Mystery and Murder.

Price: One housand Naira for this 3-in-1 book.

Contact (call or whatsapp) : 09094802610.

You won't regret it!

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Sunday, 14 January 2018


Femi woke very early, he couldn't brush his teeth because it was an emergency call he responded to.

Yomi his friend, who he has just quarrelled with, greeted him but  Mr Femi did not respond. Later, Mr Yomi went around telling everyone "Femi is a snub and is too proud of himself"

Saturday, 13 January 2018


A perfect truncated sphere
It's focus having a polar coordinate
Pointing towards the x-axis

Friday, 12 January 2018


I had always wondered 
If someone who surpasses
My tormentors does exist
Created to love me

Each day
I work on being better
Prayed to be ready
For when you come


Chill in the air awoke him 
And he pulled his blankets tight
The booze was running strong
It had been a good night

He felt sick and tried to sleep again
Relaxed and breathed a sigh
The room was dark and silent
And he could still taste the rye