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#MYGIRL ✔
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MY GIRL 2

MY GIRL (THE BOOK)

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Hello Sweet luvvies !!!

So we are done with our Book .. "MY GIRL "

So yay!!

That means you can be able to get it.

Things you should know..


It has an About the Author page.

A list of other books by the Author

It has 15 chapters in all.

MY GIRL

                            SYNOPSIS                                                                          

                                                                            ****
"MY GIRL”’
Sean O’Connor was drunk that night for the graduation party so drunk that he didn't remember half of what happened when he went out with his best friend Zachary Spiff.
 A month later a girl showed up saying she was pregnant with his kid.

He denied.. because he didn't remember. He drove off and left her chasing after him. He forgot all about her.

NEVER HAD

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I remember her…Vividly now..
She used to pull my hair
..just to get me to stare..
Whenever I got distracted somewhere
..by other things other than her to even bother to  care..
She was a year younger.. I realised now..
She used to follow me up the stairs..
Just to catch me unawares
Whenever I tried to go away from her..right there
She would cry …and pull at her ears so so I could regret and keep her with me here..
Over the years…I could tell now..
She was as shy as a dove..

NIGHTMARES ARE MADE OF SUCH THINGS..

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He had bullied me as long as I can remember. .
He was the master’s son..
He had it all when I had none..
Yet he slammed it across my face as though it was my fault.
I see him eating like a buffoon. .
Swaggering it along …leaving crumbs on the floor..making me pick it up after him..
No making me do it with my tongue..
While he laughed at me..and spat on me..
I Hated him
So much so..I wish he would choke on his food and slum…
I woundnt help him.
No I wont help him.
I swore it..

MY BOSS-AGAIN!!

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It would have been perfectly okay…
Infact remotely okay if he didn’t have to shout it down our ears every morning and every now and then.
As soon as we get into the office by a few minutes to eight..
He rounds us up in a prayer gathering…
He preaches as though his life depended on it.
He threatens to rain down curses on anyone who dares to speak evil against him…He said his tongue carried fire.
If we doubted him we should read the bible.
Quoted a verse affirming the power of the tongue.
See Am not a pagan.
Am an occasional church goer.
Ok lemme not lie .

I WAS HERE!

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I was here….
Here in time to hear your first cry..
I was not more than 3 years old..
I had hidden behind my mother when we went to visit.
See our parents had been close friends since time memorial..they played as little girls…and have been best friends since…so it was normal to come visit when you were born.
I was here..
Here in time to hear your first baby chuckle..
I had thought to myself..in that tender age..that you had the most beautiful laugh.
I didnt understand a word you said then…but I knew you made sense with all your baby babbles.
See…my mother used to bring me along whenever your mum had tea parties with the other ladies..
I would sit with you and watch over you..but all you wanted to do was play with the other kids. I didnt mind much…just as long i stayed by your side i was content.

MY BOSS!

                                                    Xoxoxoxox
The sounds coming from the next room was excruciating…literally.
I had being awake for the past 2 hours being disturbed out of my sleep…because those two wouldnt just stop hitting it so hard threatening the wall …
I have a sad feeling it wouldnt bear it for much longer…The springs of the bed was crying out in squeaky – squeaky sounds…The stomping sounds almost sounded like large drums beaten in the arena for music festives. ..not like they are in any competition….so they could atleast take it down a notch…
But Hell No!!!
. ..and the wall was so thin I could literally hear every moan…groan…obscene words spoken in  between and the kpas kpas sounds…of hands slapping butt or skin to skin…I couldnt tell…and the Aahhs  and Yeahs! !

DEATH WEARS HEELS -FINALE CHAPTER

           READ CHP1        READ CHP2        READ CHP3

  Death wears heels - FINALE
 ” Happy valentine micheal baby “! !

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He threatens daina not to say a word. Promising to rain all manner of gruesome unpleasantries on her . He backs her to the wall. Placing his fingers to his lips urging her to be quiet. He adjusted himself . He watched her from the corner of his eyes as she slowly slids to the floor, gathering her dress to cover her exposure. He takes a deep breath, brushing away his hair from his eyes. He opens the door slightly ..realising that it was an attendee from the front desk ..He comes outside instead and closes the door slightly .
A package had arrived for him and he needed to sign.
He hoped daina doesn’t make a sound to give him away.

DEATH WEARS HEELS -CHAPTER 3

    Jump to Final Chp
    Death wears heels 
” Happy valentine micheal baby”!!

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Her name was daina.
She was my first pick .afta searching for the perfect girl. She had the right innocence . The light in her eyes and the trust. All which pigs like micheal was attracted to. That and the softness and purity he loved to own. She knew what she had to do. “Get him to the room”.
.
Micheal dressed up quickly and got to the IN before 2pm. She was coming to the IN lobby for tutorials on spellingBee competition. Everyone knew him. Everyone liked him. Every parent wanted their children to be tutored by him. Everyone didnt know his darkest secret. Everyone had no idea the things he planed for little Diana . Today was St. Valentine’s day after all. .shouldn’t he get a little loving too?.

DEATH WEARS HEELS - CHAPTER 2

Death wears heels :
”Happy valentine micheal baby”!

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She could hear the sounds of music below her window . The cheery laughter of people on the streets. The blast of the horns which turned into a melody. The clicking of glasses and cutleries. And the glee of excited lovebirds over chocolates and flowers and mushyness and kisses.she smiled cynically.
Love is indeed a beautiful thing. Too bad she had given up on such years ago.
.
Ever since that day so many years ago, she had not being able to let a man come close to her. She was a virgin then. Pure and innocent. Before her innocence were ripped away from her in those agonising few minutes. The Fear of a man chased her into her shell. Her nights became a nightmare. Her days were were a shadow of her former self. She was like a living corpse . And every man was the devil.

DEATH WEARS HILLS - CHAPTER 1

  Jump to CHP2  Jump to CHP3  Jump to Finale Chp4
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It was ridiculous. The way his eyes followed her. The way his body responded to her even when she was far away and no where close. It didn’t matter that he was giving a lecture and everyone was watching him, clueless about what played in his mind. All he wanted to do was to have a taste of her. And then he would be sane again.
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He had watched her grow. From the little girl to a teenager. He had noticed when her chest begun to pop and grow tiny oranges . When her hips had begun to expand . And her buttocks protruded out even a little .
He had been intoxicated by her innocent look and the scent of a child . He dreamt of how she would feel beneath him, soft and small. Just the way he liked it.

The BANSHEE

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 The blast of the horn woke her up..

 The sound was piercing. .slicing through her head like a knife .

The searing pain was blinding She blinked a couple of times and shook her heard to clear the cobwebs of a thousand thoughts running through her head like tiny solder ants on a rampage. 

 It was pitch black The night was cold. .her nostrils flared with the cold breeze She shivered..right to her bones the chills rose..Causing her to chatter her teeth.


 She was barely clothed. Her bones cracked with every move and she felt numb and weak. She looked around She didn't recognised anything. . She pulled herself into a sitting position .She felt sore. .