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" A lineage is formed through hereditary, a bloodline that makes attention and calls for power. DON, MOB BOSS, is for men who rule the mafia business and those who are superior in this business. But what if I tell you there is a King in this cliche? THE MAFIA KING, a lineage with not just power and hereditary but one that can command fear and death. A King who has the power that doesn't live with him but runs in the system of the family. Powerful kin is undefeated, this is what is called a lineage. THE MAFIA KING LINEAGE." * Prudence Marvel, the eldest daughter of the Lane Marvel family and the underboss of the mafia business is about to attain the new post of the Lane Marvel Mafia business. But when the time was right, a twist was made which caused her Achilles heel and dethronement because of the death of the boss, her father. The family suffers a great loss and a new boss is made, one who belittles her family's hereditary. Prudence makes an investigation and discovers the killer of her father was unsurprisingly the one who calls himself the new boss of the mafia cliche. Her nemesis, Vixen Joe. She vows and heads toward the mission of avenging the death of her father and attaining what was hers but on her way, she fails terribly which ends with her death. A disgraceful one that ends with her kneeling in front of the one she calls her nemesis. A man who didn't just kill her father and also took away everything she had but a man who became the cause of her bloodshed.  Her body departs from the world but her soul is given another chance to take revenge for everything that happened. Another chance transmigrated into the body of Enim Zoon. But this chance was unworthy. Why? The body of whom she transmigrates turns out to be the mistress of the one she calls her nemesis. How was she going to accomplish such a goal when she wasn't just given a chance to be in the body of his mistress but as to deal with the fact the killer and the cause of her own heel wasn't Vixen after all? Rather someone she could say. The Silver masked person. A chance that she was given 61 days to live on Earth? How could she accomplish her mission one more time? Will this transmigration develop a new relationship between her and Vixen? Will her hatred continue or will her love continue? Even if she's in her new body, will she be able to handle the secrets that were kept away from her? Vixen Joe is a loyal servant of Prudence's father who eventually makes his way to a high level becoming the king of the Mafia world. But things don't go well in his regime after the death of his master and then, eventually, he's being pointed as the killer of his master. With his death which he knew nothing of, he is found under the control of a mysterious person with his deep secret and accused killer of his master's death. A whole pain he needed to subside with the use of his mistress, so he got a new mistress. Surprisingly his new mistress gave him a foreign taste from the other mistresses he had. Why was she different? Somehow, he couldn't pinch the reason why he found her to be interesting and likewise a bit concerning than he thought. Now he has to discover the truth about who this new mistress really is. ***** Warning, the book contains mature content. Please read at your discretion. Disclaimer: the book cover doesn't belong to me, credit goes to the original artist.

Favour_9_Olajide · Urban
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DIFFICULT TO BELIEVE

I stood on the balcony of my house holding her picture with her blood stain still on it. My wife Stephanie was playing with our daughter Amoy downstairs. I was watching them from the balcony not until I brought out the picture and the past filled my mind making no room for the present. I looked at her picture and it all began to reoccur in my mind again. The blood stain on the picture made me shed soft tears. “She never deserved to die." I would always say. My mind flashed back as I gazed at her smiling visage in the picture; I could remember everything. It all happened 20 years ago but it was still like 20 days ago to me. I was 17 years old when it all happened, I was still a very young boy then but I actually became a man during those periods. I flashed my mind back to the events of yesterday, the time I stood on the altar with my wife, Stephanie. I flashed it back again to the day I woke up in a hospital recovery room in Santiago de Cuba with no sound heard other than that of the beeping monitor and the rotating ceiling fan. I flashed it back to the incident that led me to the hospital and I stopped on the day it all started. It was on Sunday, 2nd day of May 1999. I was a young boy then. A young boy of about four and a half feet tall. I had a baby face and I was blessed (I guess that what some will call it) with a gap teeth that always made me pretty whenever I opened it. Most people called me prince charming and some ladies thought I was gorgeous. That Sunday, I appeared in a suit matched with a tie. I looked so handsome and innocent. You could say I was a responsible child judging by my outfit but believe me, I wasn't like how I appeared that Sunday. I wasn't in my real form that Sunday; you can call it a cover up or a disguise but I was up to something that Sunday, something that led to my transformation, something that changed my whole life. I was a boy who followed bad gangs, I was a boy who stole from his father, I was a boy who never greeted his elders but preferred insulting them. I was a headache to my parents. You could call me a spoilt brat then but it wasn't a new name to me especially in my school. In all those bad behaviors of mine, there was one which I could call the worst of it all now, I was a misogynist. To me then, all women were a mistake except for my close relations even though I valued them a little lesser especially my granny but for my mom, I think she is a special woman unique from others. As I was saying, I was a boy who thought of marriage as a sin and boyfriend and girlfriend act as an act of stupidity performed by most of the youths. I was a boy who thought of women like pests and worms. I was a boy whom you will find unbelievable. I am PETER CHIBUIKE JOSHUA.

Kingsley_Ifebuche · Realistic
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