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"So please tell us, sir. What is your greatest weakness?"
"Losing my wife", he grinned.

The hostess smiled, "Aww, that's beautiful. What will you say is your greatest strength?"
"Having my wife".

"Okay sir, last question... How would you describe your wife?" 
His lips grew into a devious grin, uncontrollably holding the hand of his heart's desire.

"The best dream no man but me deserves".

The entire audience clapped in adoration. Delia smiled, glancing at her husband then back at the interviewer.

The hostess then asked, "And sir, bonus question, how would you describe your marriage?"
"A condom". 

Delia, his wife, then chipped in, "A paranormal one, at that". 
"One that none of us can escape, unless we go boom!" He smiled.


• • •

The son of a powerful western empire, Dilen Liam, has to prove his innocence against false racial accusations by dating a dark skinned girl; all to save his family's name and businesses.

Unfortunately, things go beyond haywire when he gets intertwined with Delia Alan Ada, a Nigerian girl cursed yet gifted with the supernatural ability to see the future and speak to the unseen.

Their attraction grows stronger and deeper beyond race and ethnicity, enclosing them in a paranormal condom-like romance.

But all cards are played when their faith and love are put to the test — against powerful diabolic forces beyond their worlds had ever imagined.

Romance. Paranormal. Horror. Urban. Politics. BWWM. Demons. Conspiracy. African. Nigerian. American. Cult. Power couple.

Nerd In A Paranormal Condom

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"Like what the fuck is that bitch's problem?" Sam took a swig of his bear, padding away from the bed and to Ariella's table.

Ariella remained quiet on the bed, staring down at the floor. Sam's drunk self continued to rant, "Like who the fuck does she think she is? She doesn't know me! I'm fucking seventeen and I'm allowed to do whatever shit I want! It's my life!" He picked up a roll of weed.

He dropped his bottle, picking up two blunts. He turned to Ariella, "Want one?"

Sam shrugged, turning to Penny—seated next to Ariella. "You want?"

Penny nodded, receiving the blunt from him. He lit her end, turning around to light his.

"Honestly, I don't like all these old minded Africans, they're so strict like their mothers, always talking like they don't know what century we're in".

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