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I am an ordinary lady who has been pening down excepts way back as I can remember. Initially it was amateur poetry developing into story writing. Now I want to do what's from the depths of my soul. I am going to need all the help I can get moreso I'd love to interact with you! All your comments, criticism, Advice and support is very welcome warmly appreciated. #LOVE Y'ALL????????

ABOUT ME

I am an ordinary lady who has been pening down excepts way back as I can remember. Initially it was amateur poetry developing into story writing. Now I want to do what's from the depths of my soul. I am going to need all the help I can get moreso I'd love to interact with you! All your comments, criticism, Advice and support is very welcome warmly appreciated. #LOVE Y'ALL????????
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STORY BY Dzifa Tsikata

MY ARCH NEMESIS, MY SECOND CHANCE ETERNAL MATE!

MY ARCH NEMESIS, MY SECOND CHANCE ETERNAL MATE!

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Keana a pessimistic young adult in the modern world with a troublesome love life oblivious of her capabilities is faced with the disorienting reality of being a combined force of two powerful mythical sections, the Witch-dom and Were-dom after a tragedy. An outcome of a conflict in the time of an ancestor ending in unfulfilled wishes, cumulating into the loop of the cycle where in a generation a reincarnation takes place in hopes of solving unresolved grudges without which forever love is lost. What would you do when you find out your redemption and eternal love is actually your second chance as well as the same cold blooded villain that massacred your first love and family? Marlory a charismatic solitaire grew up in an orphanage in the present world wielding great strength without proper knowledge of his lineage, living the simple life of a human as a leader in the shelter. A role which he was meant for and has been playing unconsciously. An Alpha of the Blood Crescent Moon pack of the old but senior housemate in the modern day. A chance meeting with Keana sets into motion the unraveling of painful history of betrayal, grave loss, antagonism, carried over feud unwillingly; for a resolution by this twos return into time past or continue in loop eternally. What was the Moon goddess and the mother of all Witches thinking to have made such a concession? Can the past be reversed resolved to manifestation in the present without held in bitterness for the breakage of a recursive curse leading to a happy ever after?

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LOVES NOT IN HER DICTIONARY

LOVES NOT IN HER DICTIONARY

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she was not always the Feistily, Strong,Bold and Firm woman she presently portrays, which earned her, her infamous aka.."WICKED HEARTLESS BITCH"further abbreviated to 'HB' synonymous to the world famous 'HB' ball pen found scattered in every nook and cranny of the country Ghana, but stood for different meanings to the embodiment been addressed when fully spelt. And yes your guess is as sharp as mine! Simply put "HEARTLESS BITCH" was how she was addressed by the very sect she could have died for ,more so lost everything for! Truth is she just mustered the act of being in charge, taking control of her Body,Mind and Emotion over the period of severe Betrayal,Deception and Devastating lose.... served to her ever so coldly by the very people she unblemishingly gave all her heart to, putting a stop to the abysmal manner in which they took advantage of her, now tagging her as possessed.(smirk) she only took away thier ability to manipulate her to thier benefits. I am Emefa and this is my life! I was birthed in west Africa,Ghana the country precisely in the region of Accra in the Ayawaso north constituency to a military man and a petty trader- whom later I wondered if she was my biological mother. Although we originally hailed from the Volta Region of the "EWE" tribe of Ghana , where we were brought up to be very submissive, respectful,down to earth, industrious and accommodating. My name "EMEFA" means (calm), I don't remember the last time I ever was, except the first time I fell in love (smile) though I realised a little late and the first time the man who stole my heart made love to me. Another chapter of my life better told on another blessed day....sigh!

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