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Death in the Mirrordom

I bought yet another mirror today. Way too many have met their deaths at my wobbly hands. Were their deaths fated like their ghosts whisper? Did they deserve de...

ADSactly Short Story - The Pull of the Pool.

Rush Hour Head bowed in deep thought, I counted my steps without registering the numbers as I walked down Marble Street, a block away from the bus station. The ...

ADSactly Short Story - Broken Rule of Engagement

The man sat in the shadows gazing out the window. His thoughts were on Sophia, his beautiful soon to be ex-wife. They'd only been married for about six months b...

Bruised by Cupid's Arrow

An arrow struck her heart strings Devoid of emotion as it had seemed Strings playing bluesy tunes A lullaby to her senses Cupid had shot in her direction Tonigh...

Amanda: Worthy of Love (Short story)

Startled into action by the crying coming from behind the closed door, the woman who had been sitting on the doorstep stood up briskly. In two short steps, she ...

ADSactly Short Stories - Substitute Bridesmaid to the Rescue

Substitute Bridesmaid to the Rescue It had been a long day. Joyce pushed open the door to her hotel room, pulled off her high-heeled stiletto shoes and collapse...

Adsactly Short Stories - A Virgin's Abortion

A Virgin's Abortion Most Africans, looking back to their childhood, have hilarious tales to tell about their parents. Stories that were not as funny at the time...

Adsactly Short Stories - Two Weeks To Happily Never After

Adsactly Short Story: TWO WEEKS TO HAPPILY NEVER AFTER “How could you have been so heartless Zainab? I certainly did not raise you this way! You have brought di...

About Me

Hello, Everyone. I am new to Steemit. I am African. I am a doctor. I am a humanitarian Worker. I believe in equal access to healthcare for everyone, equal right...

ADSactly Short Stories - The Rings of Ran Kingdom: A Battle Won but Lost

The Rings of Ran Kingdom: A Battle Won but Lost Prince Trabaki rose to peep through the window in his room where he had been confined for five nights. It was as...

ADSactly Short Stories - A Twisted Love: One Night Stand to the Grave

A Twisted Love: One Night Stand to the Grave A night to forget Tokunbo sat at the bar nursing his fourth drink for the night. It had been a bad day and a strong...

ADSactly Short Stories - W.O.-M.A.N

W.O.-M.A.N Dr. Chika Nnamdi had been invited to speak at the two-day conference organized by the Girls-to-Women (G2W) Campaign Group. She was a beautiful woman ...

ADSactly Short Stories - Daffodils to a New Beginning

Daffodils to a New Beginning It was mid-day. 18 year-old Kess was returning from Dayton Avenue where his love interest lived. He had put himself out there and b...

ADSactly Short Stories - Trumping Expectations: A Class Reunion

Trumping Expectations: A Class Reunion "Juliet would be there too you know, so I think you should come prepared" Steven warned Jude. "I could just decide not to...

Her Saving Grace

Source Daniel changed lanes and drove back the way he'd been going. His mind remained uneasy. For two consecutive days his assistant Mary, hadn't shown up at wo...

ADSactly Short Stories - Deaths for a Happy Box

Deaths for a Happy Box The man's left hand twitched as he sat in a basement flooded with his happy lights. He put the hand in his pocket. He hated it everytime ...

ADSactly Short Stories - The Currency of Love

The Currency of Love “No. Please stop, I can’t.” Sandra’s words gave Joe’s roaming hands a pause. He lifted himself off of her as she shifted to leave his embra...

Until We Can Read Minds, Every Friendship or Bond We Form Remains a Gamble!

Do you agree? You should. I'll tell you why but first I'll share what prompted this post. I was replying comments on "With Friendship Came a Package", an origin...

ADSactly Short Stories - With Friendship Came a Parcel

With Friendship Came a Parcel Enkay loved to make friends. As an only child, she had always wanted to share the type of bond which exists between siblings with ...

Leukonychia: My Prize for Chasing White Birds.

As a kid growing up in Nigeria, I had a favorite daytime game. It involved singing while chasing after white birds flying in the sky, waving my fingers furiousl...