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We did not choose Him. He chose us. He chose to pay the price for our sin. He chose to take those stripes upon His body ...
25/12/2024

We did not choose Him. He chose us. He chose to pay the price for our sin. He chose to take those stripes upon His body so that we can be healed. He chose the cross knowing what He would endure. He chose all of the pain and suffering because He chose us to be His own.

All He did was by choice. He made the decision to love us. He made the choice to forgive. He made the choice to heal us. He made the choice to pay the price that ransomed us from the bo***ge and captivity of sin and to set us free hoping that we would choose to believe and take up our cross and follow Him. He didn't weigh the cost. He didn't complain, compromise or negotiate. He freely gave His life, the evidence of His love through all He endured and He did it because He chose us.

Many are called to salvation but few are chosen. Many turn away but few take up their cross and follow. The path is narrow and only few find the way because not every person that chose Christ as their Lord and Savior chose to humble themselves and return to obedience. Not all who received the call took up their cross and follow Him. Not all who call themselves by His name keep the law of love that He gave. That's their choice. They do not choose Him but reject Him and deny Him everytime for the sake of their sin. Even though He chose us not many would choose Him.

Many believe that because He chose us we don't have to obey Him. They don't believe they need to repent if they are forgiven. They don't believe that they should live in obedience. They believe in grace just as they believe in Christ but they don't choose grace. They don't choose Christ. They have faith but no works of grace.

You have to choose Christ and keeping choosing Him over every temptation and work of the enemy. You have to keep choosing Him over your own flesh and desires. You have to choose Him and keep choosing Him because He is the truth, the way and the life. He is grace, mercy, forgiveness, kindness, compassion, empathy, self control, long suffering, patience and all that is love.

To choose Christ is to choose is to choose love and to choose love is to choose not to cause another to sin against God.

Love always

21/12/2024

Wow 2 days passed and all I have from the last story is 23 likes and not a single share
I guess imma start leaving Facebook too
The reactions are too discouraging

18/12/2024

Improve the reactions 😩
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18/12/2024

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~CHAPTER 3~

Kelly stood at the door of her friend's beauty shop, it had the name "Margaret's beauty shop inscribed boldly on the front top of the shop.

Kelly sighed and reached for the doorbell which went 'cling' as she pressed it with her finger and waited. The door creaked open and a woman who was in her mid thirties surfaced.

She was average in height, fair in complexion and a little plump. She had deep black eyes and wore an apron over her clothes, she was Margaret no doubt.

"Hi Rosy welcome dear, do come in" Margaret said as she opened the door wider. Kelly smiled and walked into the shop, Margaret offered Kelly a seat which she sat on, Kelly then loosed the ponytail that held her hair in a bun making her messy black hair cascade down her shoulders, her hair was curly and she often had a hard time dressing it up.

"Your hair is really messy" Margaret commented as she examined Kelly's hair with her fingers
"But you're just in the right spot" she added, Kelly did nothing but smile in front of the mirror before her. Margaret then began to apply lotions on her hair while brushing it softly and slowly.

After some moments of silence, Margaret who is still brushing Kelly's hair asked "So what else would you like me to do for you baby?"

"Well, I would like my nails polished, I really wanna look good for college" Kelly replied
"Alright " Margaret nodded "you have a really nice hair "

"Thanks aunt Maggie " Kelly said with a smile
"I'm really glad you passed the scholarship exam, you did well girl " Margaret said and Kelly thanked her with a smile, she looked around the shop and saw others who were working on customer's hairs, toes, nails and faces.

"Aunt Maggie?" Kelly called
"Yes hon" Margaret responded

"Your shop is really big" Kelly commended still looking around.
"Thanks baby"
"I hope this college works out well for me" Kelly said. Margaret who was already done with her hair and now working on her nails said " Of course it will, especially when you have a boyfriend " she teased

"Aunt Maggie " Kelly groaned and Margaret giggled "Do you think those rich kids will like me?" Kelly asked

"Not sure, but when you get there, just behave yourself and focus on your studies okay" Margaret replied. Kelly nodded "Ok aunt Maggie "

"By the way what course will you be studying?" Margaret asked
"Chartered accountancy " Kelly replied
"Wow not bad" Margaret said as she stood up after doing Kelly's nails "I'm done " she said and Kelly turned to admire her hair and polished nails in the mirror

"I like them, thanks aunt Maggie, so how much do I owe you?"

"Don't worry dear, it's on the house" Margaret replied smiling
"Why thank you" Kelly beamed with smiles
"You're welcome dear glad you like them" Margaret said as she accompanied Kelly to the door, Kelly then left after waving at Margaret who waved back before entering back into her shop.

18/12/2024

Do y'all think I was really broke to not afford a new phone
I just tested y'all to see if someone will surprise me but it turns out no one did
Luckily for me I bought a new phone so I'll start typing the next chapter when I'm done I'll post it today or tomorrow
I'll make it 2 chapters to compensate for the lost one and half weeks I've been not been posting
But also do your part by completing the requirements

17/12/2024

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πŸ–€πŸ•ΈοΈTHE ONYX OF ADDICTION πŸ’€ πŸ–€

{At first it was lust but now it's love...?}

BY: Litreads ✨

THEME: Dark romance.

TAGS: R**e, Consuming Cravings, Traumatic events, Erotica, love, possessive.

✿Savour your reading✿

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γ€œSynopsisγ€œ

Zephyrine, a barely 20 year old crosses paths with the deadliest man ever born. Caelum Lysander, a multi-trilloniare who rules the largest kingdom. He was crowned king at the tender age of ten. And since then, he had ruled it with an iron fist. Caelum, however, is a s*x freak who sleeps with any female he comes across. Old, young, he doesn't care!

He stumbles upon Zephyrine and instantly rapes her, forcing her to keep silent. But unknowingly to him, his life takes a huge turn after this.

Caelum could no longer make physical contact with any female. Due to this, he captures Zephyrine and locks her in his abode.

But Zephyrine had other plans. She fled. That was when all hell let loose. Caelum went rampage, searching for Zephyrine everywhere.

Five years passed, and he found her. He swore to all evil that he would make her life a living hell... no... He would make her wish to live in hell!

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Excerpt

The cold, biting night breeze blew, hitting Zephyrine's face, coldness coursing along her bones. In front of her stood Caelum, the man she had thought would never set eyes on again. His back rested on the railings, his eyes focused on her as a sinister smirk played on his lips.

Zephyrine clasped her palm tightly around the door k**b which supported her frame.

"So, you thought you could run away from me, huh?" he asked his voice slicing through the uncomfortable silence. Coldness rose up to her arms, shivers running along her spine. That voice... That voice sounded more cold... More distant than the last time she heard it.

Memories of the time she was s*xually assaulted flooded her mind, evoking feelings she thought had ebbed away. Her screams...

Her pleas...

They all rang in her mind as fear crept into her mind, chanting softly worst-case scenarios. Then, she saw him take a step forward and another till he was barely an inch away from her.

His choking aura enveloped her, knocking out all air left in her throat. A cough erupted from her chest, echoing in the balcony.

"Yes. Cough! Cough till you die!" he rasped, an ominous glint gleaming in his eyes. A glint which sent hundred shivers down Zephyrine's spine.

However, Zephyrine's knees gave away,and she fell on the cold, tiled floor. Her fingers dug into her chest as coughs wrecked her being. At the sight, a sinister, almost miniac laughter rolled out of his chest, it's volumes reverberating through the balcony.

His gaze swept over her frame which lay heaped on the floor, an his heart instantly filled with pleasure. Slowly and precisely, he crouched to her level, his face bearing a smile. A mocking smile.

"Dear Phyrie, if you hadn't escaped, you would have been mine. Ruling Darish alongside me. But you chose otherwise and now, I shall break you. Break you into tiny pieces of shards of no repair!" he said, his words a promise which continuously rang in her ears.

Zephyrine's arms ran cold, freezing her to the spot. He. Meant. Every. Word.

But at that moment, her eyes blazed. Blazed with an intensity that somewhat amused Caelum.

No!

She would not succumb to this man!

Not after escaping from him.

Then, she uttered, her words shocking her, herself.

"Gone are the days when your words could taunt me. I am not the scared Zephyrine you knew five years ago. I've changed now. And if you think your stupid threat would work on me, then you're wrong. Oh so wrong, Lysander!"
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Pencil: I'm sorry.Eraser: For what?Pencil: I'm sorry, you get hurt because of me. Whenever I make a mistake, you're alwa...
06/12/2024

Pencil: I'm sorry.
Eraser: For what?
Pencil: I'm sorry, you get hurt because of me. Whenever I make a mistake, you're always there to erase it.
But as you make my mistakes vanish, you lose a part of yourself and get smaller and smaller each time.
Eraser: That's true, but I don't really mind.
You see, I was made to do this, I was made to help you whenever you do something wrong, even though one day I know I'll be gone.
I'm actually happy with my job.
So please, stop worrying, I will not be happy if see you sad. Reflection:
"Our Parents are just like the eraser, and we are the pencil. They're always there for their children, cleaning up their mistakes. Sometimes along the way they get hurt and become smaller (older and eventually pass on).
Moral:
Take care of your Parents, treat them with kindness and most importantly love them.

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05/12/2024

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π–π«π’π­π­πžπ§ 𝐛𝐲: ᴍʏsα΄›Ιͺα΄„ ΚŸα΄€α΄…

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CHAPTER 3

***AN OLD RICKETY DUPLEX**

Zhane trudged through the tattered compound, his eyes cast down at the ground. He had just returned from a long day of working as a part time cleaner in a restaurant.

As he approached his uncle's house, he could feel a sense of dread wash over him.

His uncle, a stout man in his late forties stood in the doorway, his arms crossed with a scowl etched on his face

"You're late again Zhane" he growled
Zhane hung his head feeling a familiar sense of shame "I'm sorry uncle, i was busy at the restaurant today"

"Busy?" His uncle sneered "you're always busy but you never seem to have any money to show for it, what do you do with it all hmm? waste it on drinks and girls no doubt, you're always slacking off just like your father"

Zhane was stunged and felt a surge of anger but he knew better than to speak back. He had learned to swallow his pride and take the abuse no matter how unfair it was.

"I'll try to do better uncle" he muttered. His uncle snorted "That isn't enough, you're a disappointment Zhane, a constant reminder of your father's failures"

Zhane's eyes welled up with tears as his uncle's words cut deep. He felt a lump form in his throat making it hard to breathe.

"You'd better be true to your words, now get inside and start cooking dinner" His uncle said and moved away. Zhane nodded and shuffled into the house, his eyes cast down at the worn floor boards feeling like a servant in his own home. He had lived with his uncle since his Dad's death and his mother's disappearance when he was just a young teenager and it had been a struggle ever since.

His uncle seemed to take pleasure in making his life miserable. As he cooked dinner, Zhane's mind wandered to his dreams of going back to school, he had always loved learning but his uncle had refused to support him, insisting that he focus on making a living instead.

Zhane felt like he was wasting away in a life he didn't want. When dinner was ready and served, Zhane called out to his uncle who strode into the room and began to eat without even acknowledging him.

Zhane felt a pang of hurt and resentment but he said nothing. After eating, his uncle belched loudly and pushed his chair back.

"You know Zhane, I'm starting to think you're really useless, you can't even cook a decent meal"

Zhane felt tears prick at the corners of his eyes but he refused to cry, he had cried enough in this house "I'm sorry uncle" he managed to whisper.

His uncle stood up, his face twisted in disgust "Get out of my sight Zhane, i don't want to look at you right now" Zhane nodded and left the room. He trudged up the stairs each step heavy with emotion, feeling like he walking away from a piece of himself.

He Wondered how much more he could take before he broke completely. As he reached his room, he slammed the door shut and collapsed on his bed. As he lay in bed, Zhane felt a sense of desperation wash over him. He knew he couldn't stay in this toxic environment forever. He needed a way out, a chance to forge his own path and make a better life for himself. But for now he was trapped, at the mercy of his cruel uncle.

TBC......

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02/12/2024

Low Likes πŸ’”
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Zero shares 😒
Should I stop the story? πŸ₯Ί

27/11/2024

Shout out to my newest followers! Excited to have you onboard! Sanni Ganiyat Adebimpe, Avornyo Gifty Wisconzy, Mafiki Mmarorisang, Enwongo Inyang, Mantolo J Hlalele, Haryobami Haryodele, It'z Toyin Maito, Ogunfowora Sarah, Oluwakemi Sola, Catherine Esther Bliss Chioma, ØmΓΈ LΓ£b Γ…kΓͺ, Md Sambul, Etz Adejoke Pearl, Purity Uzoma, Favour Bassey, A SA KE, Goodness Oghenenyore, Pharm Prisca, Khanyisa Doni, Con Fi Dence, Noah Stella, Blessing Praize, FΓΈx Ybn

24/11/2024

Doctor gave me 1 year to live
I sh*t him, Judge gave me 25 years
Problem solved 😁🌚😎

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