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"When will you stop hunting your fellow beings? "Your mind has been poisoned, you are being fed lies, you have been bred to despise us, you know nothing about us, and you are all born as warriors to hunt us. We do bleed the same blood you shed.When are you going to wake up and realize that we are bleeding and dying while telling you that we won't use our power against you? and stop... stumbling... through the dark!"

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" ah, you commoner! My beloved people, you were made for battle, you were made to be warriors, and you were made to stand up for and save the weakest among us! We have been eradicating Alakijon the beast's tribe for thousands of years. They steal from and kill our people, using our blood to prolong their immortal souls and destroy our land. They are beasts; they killed our Mighty king and set us on fire. Our people are dying of retaliation. Wake up, people. "Prince Rogba said

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After the enchanting and lingering kiss, Prince Rogba leaned back slightly, their lips barely grazing. The steamy puffs of their breaths intertwined as her intoxicated eyes slowly opened. But before his radiant face could come into focus in her hazy vision, his tongue found its way back into her mouth. Another deep, impassioned kiss followed, raw and electrifying. He continued to explore, savor, and caress the depths of her mouth, as if he couldn't quench his thirst for her.

As he indulged in her lips, Arẹwa was overwhelmed by an indescribable pleasure, a sensation that threatened to consume her senses. A warmth, both fiery and sweet, started to swell within her breast, stomach, and between her thighs.

A gentle moan escaped her lips, and her trembling hands moved instinctively, resting delicately against his bare chest. A contented rumble emanated from Rogba's throat, and suddenly his mouth was on her jawline. He kissed and nibbled along her jaw, gradually tracing down the curve of her neck, tasting her as though she were something celestial. The pleasure was so intense that Arẹwa could only writhe in response.

The exquisite and fiery sensation coursing down her bosom intensified suddenly. When he sucked on the sensitive skin of her neck with fervor, she shivered, feeling as though electric currents were coursing through her entire body. Prince Rogba, unable to hold back any longer, slowly removed her dress, leaving her half-naked as they sank onto the bed.

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" come here.. come here... towards me Ida's clan heiress, your body is weak I didn't think you could complete this mission... look towards the darkness.. it's a spirit realms..go go in..." she said commanding
" no! no!! no!!! some one help!!!." Arẹwa call for helps

Fractured Alliances: Betrayal and Love  in the Shadows of War

I hope this message finds you well and deeply immersed in your own personal journeys. Today, I want to open my heart and share something that has been a labor of love, something that has been created with each one of you in mind.


As I meticulously pieced together each word, carefully structured every sentence, and breathed life into my characters, your presence has been my constant companion. It's your unwavering support that propels me forward, inspiring me to weave a tale that not only entertains but tugs at the strings of your heart.


Writing is an art that involves not just me as the author, but all of you as my readers. It's a partnership, a dance of emotions and shared experiences that unfold on these pages. I've poured my soul into every chapter, every twist, and every revelation, with the intention of offering you a story that resonates and stays with you long after you've turned the final page.


In quiet moments, I often find myself imagining you immersed in the narrative, feeling the excitement, the heartache, and the joy that my characters experience. Your journey through my words breathes life into them, making them real beyond the ink and paper.


Today, I extend to you an invitation—a beckoning to join me on an adventure. Your presence, your decision to step into the world I've created, holds immense significance. It acknowledges the countless hours, the late nights, and the persistent revisions that have gone into crafting this story.


To each and every one of you who has embarked on this journey with me, I am wholeheartedly grateful. Your support is the cornerstone of my writing, a testament that my efforts have not gone unnoticed. I warmly welcome you to be part of this voyage—not just as readers, but as cherished companions in this realm of words.


Thank you for being here, for giving life to my characters, and for allowing my stories to find a home on your bookshelves and in your hearts.


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