Author's note.
It's said that good things always come to an end... eventually.
Not sure if that saying is correct.
But at this point, I just have to say bye to my beautiful novel at least for now...
As the story will be proceeding in another series.
You know, guys... Every single moment I spent writing this book was an adventure.
I went through a variety of emotions while writing...
It's just too indescribable!
I got the idea to write this book mid March this year after I finished writing one of my books, Depressed : Love yourself.
I asked myself a simple question and that singular question brought about this! " Girl... What would It be like to have a guy's best friend? "
At that time... I had no best friend and was all alone, it's been almost a year since my break up with my previous best friend who was a girl...
I soon started writing this book after the question... All I did was pen down how I wanted my guy best friend to be!
And guess what, guys?
I met my best friend that same month! Though we were strangers then and only met by coincidence.
But by my 17th birthday this year... May. We were already close friends.
And in Just two weeks... We'll be celebrating our six months of friendship!.
Like it's really beautiful!
As expected... Our relationship hasn't been all sunshine as they've been lots of rainy days...
But we kept sticking together... Like glue... Hahaha.
In case you've noticed... I am very much religious...
So yeah... You guys will just have to continue bearing with me.
Thanks again for staying with me this time! I really appreciate it!
I love you all and always will!
So yeah... I haven't decided on a title for the next volume/ Series yet.
But I'll soon.
And I'll do well to inform you guys about it!
the meantime... You can check out my other completed and ongoing novels on this app and others.The Better Place : A novel I dedicated to my late Friend, Jemmy who died of sickle cell late 2020. It's about love, Romance, Decisions and how they affect our lives. It's currently completed with 180 main chapters.
My True Friend : A short novel I wrote after my break up with my female best friend. It's currently completed with 25 main chapters.
Depressed : Love yourself. : A unique novel on self love... I wrote this as I fought with Depression... So it's more like my therapy. It's currently completed with 100 main chapters.
Persistence : A novel I wrote about girl's rights in society. It's a very important book to me and I highly recommend it to you all, especially the females who are being held back from fulfilling their dreams! It's currently completed with 70 main chapters!
CAGED : A novel I am currently working on about the survival of three girls from their captors. It's currently ongoing with 27 chapters.
Thanks for your time, readers...
Do check out my other books listed above, you won't regret it... I assure you.
Love you all...
See you in my other books.
Take care^_^.
See ya (+_+)
Prologue* No man is an island. you need people in your life. *….In an abandoned factory on the outskirts of the city of Austria, a seventeen years old girl was tied hands upwards to a pole in a room, filled with empty cartons of goods.The girl strived to escape the grips of the tight ropes around her hands, but failed. Nevertheless, she kept on struggling till she had barely any strength left in her, exhausted she fell asleep.A crick at the door, brought her out of her sleepy state and she froze in fear as three big and burly looking men walked into the room, and slowly began to advance towards her. They stared at her with a desire she recognized as lust. “ She's indeed a beauty. ” One of them said, turning to the others. “ I bet she's still pure. ”“ Definitely. ” Another answered with a grin. “ Is this why you asked to make a u-turn earlier? ” He turned to the older one, who had an obvious scar on the left side of his face.“ Yup. Beauties like her can't be allowed to wande
> * Strive to be the best version of yourself. ---- Queenebunoluwa15. * ****—-- Mira —--The walk to his powerbike was short, yet it seemed like forever, as I was still having a hard time processing what had just happened. It felt like a movie and i still found it difficult to believe that, I'd almost lost my chastity to a total stranger minutes ago. “ What would have happened if Joseph hadn't been there at the very last minute? ” With this thought in mind, I stared up at Joseph who was staring straight ahead, his face wasn't smiling. I couldn't help but wonder what was going through his head.I never would have expected him to come in to save me, as we aren't on good terms at present. We've been on, no contact for almost two weeks now, so? how had he known I was missing? Had he asked for me? Had he called me?My headache from the various thoughts that were swirling around it. .We arrived at the spot where his power bike was parked. Recalling the day Joseph and I got this
> * Learn to love and appreciate yourself more than anything and anyone else. -- Queenebunoluwa15. * **** ------ Mira ------ " Mira dear, it's late, you should come down for dinner. " I was surprised to see Josesph's nanny in my room later on. She was meant to be at home resting, right?“ Nanny, you are here? ” I didn't bother hiding the surprise in my tone. “ I am, Baby. ” she gave me one of her best smiles. I wrapped my arms around her the moment she got close enough. “ I miss you, Na. ” Words couldn't explain how much I really do. It's been almost two weeks, yet it seemed like forever. “ I miss you, Baby. ” she patted my hair as she'd always done since I was a preteen. We broke the hug later on and I didn't realize I'd got tears in my eyes until she reached out and wiped them off with her fingers. “ Don't cry, Baby… ” she held my hands in hers and gave me a comforting smile. “ Do you want to talk about it? ” I stared at her with a raised eyebrow.“ Nothing c
> * Make every second count. * ------ Mira ------ As soon as we entered his room, Joseph sat on his bed and began pulling off his sandals, while completely ignoring my presence. I sat on the sofa in the room and stared at the room. Nothing has changed, his room still had the usual style and vibe, pictures of his artworks hang all over the room, one of them caught my attention.A painting of me? I stood up to the wall to confirm what I was seeing. It was when I touched it, did I realize it was real. I remember jokingly telling him once, that I'd love for him to paint me, I never would have thought that he really did. But why hadn't he shown me this? I turned to face him only to find him staring at me, but he averted his gaze the second our eyes met. I walked back to his bedside and crouched in front of him, Holding his hands in mine, I made sure we maintained eye contact. “ Jose, do you really think, I would have done that to you? ”He didn't say anything for a while, and when
>* Follow and focus on your own path regardless of others opinions. *****------ Mira ------I kept tossing and turning as sleep evaded me. My mind was hyper active as I kept wondering what Vera had said to Joseph that made him act like he did. He mentioned IP address, what's that really about? I wish I had my phone with me, then I would have checked the school group chat. Yet, at the back of my mind, I was thankful I didn't bring it along earlier today as I would have lost it. As a result of my lack of sleep, I ended up with huge eye bags, and when morning came, I was feeling more exhausted than I'd felt earlier. I freshened up and went downstairs after doing the laundry. I met Nanny Jenny on my way out. As it was still very early, breakfast hasn't been made as she'd just woken up herself.“ Good morning, Nanny Jenny! ” I embraced her desperately, in a quest to draw strength from her. “ Morning, Hon. How are you? ” she stared closely at me after we broke up. I felt naked
>* There's no such thing as failure until you fail to learn a lesson. ****----- Mira ------The day I met Joseph, is one I'll never forget. We've been in the same school for about a year and despite being the student's president, I never knew him since we weren't classmates and I was an introvert, who barely related with others. Due to all of this, I never knew him until that day.It was during break time on that particular day, I was in class pretending to study, though I wasn't able to as the pain in my stomach was becoming too much to bear. I’d been having the pain for about a month now, but it never got this intense. As time went on, I felt my consciousness begin to slip from me and my vision became blurry. It was at that moment, I heard a voice, close yet so distant calling out to me. “ Are you okay? ” The voice was like the sweetest music to my ears and for several seconds, I was hypnotized by it. “ You okay? ” The question came again and this time, I was about to an
> * Nothing worthwhile in life comes easy. * **** ------ Mira ----- Taking a taxi from Joseph's street, I soon arrived at the orphanage. After paying for the fare, I stood for some minutes in front of the big building, recalling the first time I was brought there. “ Precious Kids. ” I remember staring at those words feeling broken and disheartened. As someone who was raised in a rich home with loving parents. I'd never thought that a day would come when I'll have to end up in a substandard hotel. Even as a young child, the realization that I had just moved from grace to grass, from privileged to underprivileged had hit me greatly. It would have been better if I hadn't tasted wealth than to end up this way. But well, I'd accepted my destiny after a really long time, haven't I? The noise in the building didn't surprise me as I navigated my way to my room. The girls were chatting as always. I was probably the only one who didn't have anyone to talk to there as they see me a
> * Everybody has a dream, but not everyone is willing to put in the hard work and discipline required to achieve their dreams. * **** ----- Joseph ----- It's always said, the betrayal of a friend hurts more than a stranger's as you are never prepared for it. To think my lifelong friendship with Miranda all came down to this moment that I finally saw her true colors. Over the past few days I've been in doubt, not wanting to believe she's really guilty. But now, seeing the evidence right in front of my eyes, it hurts. Despite the fact that I've got all this evidence, somewhere deep in my heart, I still believe Mira is innocent, but the question in my mind is how can she be? Recalling the pain and longing in her eyes, when I’d thrown her out earlier made my heart ache. I desperately want to believe she's innocent, but how can I? It would have been easy to say she's innocent, if she hadn't acted out of jealousy once. I desperately want to go to her and tell her I'm s