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The Soulmates: of the 9 Elite Schools

Primary Story blurb/Synopsis In Yola, power is inherited through institutions—and every term, it is fought for. Among the Nine (9) Elite Schools of Yola, victory in the annual inter-school competition means far more than trophies. It brings influence, prestige, and the loyalty of the city’s most powerful families. Reputations are forged here. Legacies are broken here. So when MiMie, a 15 year old Highschooler, a prodigy from the formidable Ahmodu Rybadu College (A.R.C), transfers to its greatest rival— Chyroma Amad Academy (C.A.A)—it sends shockwaves through the academic hierarchy. Officially, it’s a fresh start. In truth, it’s a calculated act of revenge. Safeeyah, her Best friend, and the entire A.R.C betrayed her, And MiMie intends to dismantle it from the inside out, and she plans to do it from the greatest Rival of A.R.C. As C.A.A and A.R.C collide once again, MiMie becomes entangled with Tahir (a ghost of MiMie’s past and early childhood, with a “Pinky promise” under a neon light between them.), Now a quiet strategist whose influence stretches far beyond the schools, a boy who appears to be cold and calculating, void of any emotion, However, that’s not how MiMie remembered him at least. And Mustyy, a boy caught between loyalty, consequence, and the cost of silence, running from a past that hunted him for almost 3 years, came to Yola, from Kaduna, a neighboring city, for a fresh start. Together—and often at odds—they navigate a system governed by rigid traditions, hidden loopholes, and unspoken wars passed down through generations. In the process, they often found themselves in a love triangle, Quadruple and even worse, one-sided and unrequited love, heartbreaks and depression. In Yola where Traditions and Family arrangements, be it a Marriage arrangement, Business alignment (often both at same time), or Royal appointments are navigated and set in stone by Parents, imposed to their children, to decide their future. So most of the time, the Elite children only finds freedom in their school life, however even at that, they often find themselves in generational rivalry that nobody knows how it began.
Sulti25 · 2.8k Views

Betrothed to Another, Destined for Him… But She Refused

I stood in the quiet of the drawing room, fists clenched. “Adrian… you have no idea what you’ve done. You walk back into my life after all these years, and everything I planned—my independence, my future—it’s on the line because of you.” He took a slow step toward me, his expression unreadable. “Evelyn… I didn’t come back to disrupt your life. I came back because I couldn’t stay away. Because I couldn’t stop thinking about you.” I let out a bitter laugh, shaking my head. “You couldn’t stay away? You were promised to her—Miranda. To my sister. And yet here you are, acting like the world revolves around your feelings, ignoring mine.” “I never ignored you,” he said quietly, his eyes searching mine. “I just… I couldn’t control it. Even then, even as a boy, I wanted to protect you. And I still do.” “Protect me?” I echoed, my voice rising. “Do you know what protection cost me? Years of being overlooked, underestimated, treated like I didn’t exist? I worked my whole life to plan my escape, to make something of myself on my own terms—and now you’re here, threatening it all.” He hesitated, then stepped closer, his voice low but earnest. “I don’t care about promises, Evelyn. I’ve always cared about you. And I’ll do whatever it takes… even if it means standing against my own family.” I shook my head, forcing back the anger and the heat that flared within me. “I don’t need your promises, Adrian. I don’t need your protection. I need my life. I need my freedom. And I refuse to let anyone, not even you, dictate it for me.” His jaw tightened, and for the first time, I saw uncertainty flicker in his eyes. “Evelyn…” “This isn’t about what you want,” I said firmly, stepping back and holding his gaze. “This is about me. About my future. And I’ve made my choice. You will have to respect it—or step aside.” A tense silence fell between us, heavy with unspoken words. And for the first time, Adrian Cross realized that I was no longer a girl to be protected. I was a woman who would fight for herself—at any cost. Evelyn Hart had spent her entire life overlooked, living in the shadow of her brilliant sister and a family that never truly believed in her. At eighteen, she planned to leave it all behind and chase her dream of becoming a model — independent, unrestrained, and in control of her own future. But fate had other plans. Adrian Cross returned — the man once promised to her sister, the boy who had silently protected her all those years, and the man she could never afford to rely on. His presence threatened everything she had carefully built, stirring emotions she had long worked to suppress. Caught between family expectations, past promises, and a dangerous attraction, Evelyn must make the ultimate choice: surrender to the life everyone expects of her… or claim her independence, no matter the cost. In a world where endurance meets courage, she will discover that true power lies not in being loved, but in standing alone.
EmmanuelFeranz · 51.3k Views

A second chance with my billionaire husband

Ji Yunya died at eighteen, was reborn, and returned from Hell as a devil. * Everyone said that the Ji Family's girl was gentle and graceful, beautiful and smart, elegant and refined, with a heart as delicate as an orchid and scholarship as impressive as her manners; she truly lived up to her reputation as the top socialite. "Ji Yunya, you’re nothing but a devil, how can there be someone as terrifying as you existing in this world? You black-hearted and corrupt wench, why don’t you just die..." The adopted daughter of her grandmother wished she could drink her blood and feast on her flesh. Because I've already died, haha, you're right, I’m a wicked ghost who crawled up from Hell. In my past life, I made a wedding dress for you, this life, I intend to take back everything that belongs to me, and by the way, crush you ruthlessly into the mud. "I should have strangled you the moment you were born, because you simply don’t deserve to live in this world, your blood is the filthiest thing on this planet…" Her biological father incessantly thought about how to kill her. Because my existence is the biggest shame in my father's life, but what can I do? I couldn’t choose where I was born, but I can choose how to live. Like a nail, I’ll be fiercely hammered into your heart. If I’m filthy, then what does that make you, the creator of me? "You're a freak, I'm going to call the police and have them lock you up in a mental hospital..." A little friend was filled with righteous indignation after accidentally seeing her true self. Shush, truly clever people know better than to speak out, because I can’t resist silencing them...permanently! My father is hypocritical, my grandmother feigns virtue, the mistress is venomous, and even her sister is courting death. Come one, come all, let’s settle our accounts, past and present! She's a noble socialite praised by everyone, a study goddess with off-the-charts intelligence, the ultimate idol with beauty and talent, a medical genius with a cool and wise mind… Her perfect acting could fool the whole world, yet those who hate her most know the truth—she is black-hearted, hypocritical, selfish, domineering, and madly obsessive. Look, this is the real her. * Yan Song, the son of the mayor, poised and majestic, with an impressive and stunning presence, he is the dreamy youth every girl hides in her heart, as beautiful as jade and as fierce as the scorching sun. In public, he’s dashing and charming, in private, he’s cutting and sarcastic, arrogant and wild. A slam dunk photo of him from the basketball court went viral online, and netizens hailed him as the National School Hunk. Countless fans drooled over the only blurry photo of him available, calling him "hubby" with unrestrained joy. One day, the typically mysterious and low-key National School Hunk suddenly registered a Weibo account, and instantly masses of fans rushed there. ——I’m just here to say that I’m engaged and have a childhood sweetheart for a fiancée, so stop calling me your "hubby." It's reserved for her, and if you upset her, then I won’t be happy either. And if I’m not happy, no one will be. The fans refused to accept this, wailing, how could their idol already have a fiancée? And he’s so in love with her, that's just way too domineering... Ji Yunya: That's right, I am domineering. If you want to be my man, you have to be clean from top to bottom, inside and out, from your body to your name, even every strand of your hair must belong only to me. Otherwise, I won't be able to resist destroying it... Yan Song: My wife's obsession with cleanliness is incurable… But, I like it! From then on, a saying circulated in Jiangzhou, Master Yan dotes on his wife above all else. You can provoke anyone but Lady Yan, or else Master Yan will teach you how to be a person all over again in minutes. 1 vs 1, the tone of this work is pampering, pampering, pampering, written by someone with a fastidious streak, you get it, if you like it please bookmark it.
Su Mu Zhe Yue · 1m Views