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EIGHT TIPS TO A HAPPIER MARRIAGE.

Have you been in that marriage or relationship for a while now and you are beginning to feel unpretty and unattractive? You are no longer the size 10/12 girl he used to know or you catch him looking at prettier, younger, slimmer or more ambitious women and that makes you feel old, ugly and fat? Here are 8 tips to help you feel attractive and keep his interest like forever.

1. BE CLEAN: so many women after being Married or being in a relationship for a while, begins to become too comfortable with their partner. They don't bath till night, some do in morning but don't at night. Some never remember to wash their hair. Some stop shaving even the most essential parts. Even the house is being neglected or the sheets on the bed yet you want that man to turn to you at night.  He won't and he would be too polite to tell you why. He will say he had long day and is very tired.
2. BE SEXY: Competition is tight, a lot of young girls outside understand this and you see them buy sexy under wears and lingeries while married ones don't get that no matter how long you've been married you are still in competition with if not other women but your husband's memories of you when you first met. so they take it for granted that they already got the man and don't need to try. That maybe true but wait till your partner meets one of them sexy younger girls. So wear sexy night gown, lace and silk underwear. Do your make up right even when you are at home, even when you don't plan to go anywhere wear beautiful n simple n sexy attires all day long. I promise he won't wait for the kids to go to bed. He would rush home every night. Be what your husband want in bed, and give him your full attention, not even your kids should come into your mind at this stage.  Remember there are girls outside who are more than willing to show him the latest when it comes to sex.
3. BE ROMANTIC: Romance comes natural to the woman more than the men. So make use of this free gift from above. Take him out for a romantic dinner, when the children are in bed, sit out for a while, drink wine and make small talk. Just enjoy the stars, moon the fresh air and each other. Think of some romantic ways to melt his heart. Wink at him when your eyes meet even if your grown up children are there. Take long strolls. Be romantic!
4. BE FUN: The truth is that men never grow old. They still remember the fun you used to have when you started dating ages ago and still want it. No wonder they sneak around with girls your age when they first met you. Those young girls are fun. They go clubbing, they hang out at joints with them and to viewing centers. How many married women do you see in such places. Next to none but what about married men? They come with the single girls. Wise up ladies. Having fun must not include children. Most times family picnics with fussy and crying children bore and irritate men. So while you are planning family picnics and fun, plan for something only two of you can do.
5. BE CHEERFUL: why do most married women keep long faces. Things are hard, you are worried about finances etc. Your long face and sighing is enough to drive him to the bars and into the hands of some woman. No matter how hard things get if your man is trying be that one source of happiness for him by keeping a cheerful face and attitude.
6. BE PEACEFUL: no matter how angry he made you or how trying your day has been. When you open the door for husband at the end of the day, do so with a warm smile. By doing this you are telling him it's okay to come home no matter how mad you are at him. Don't nag, don't be contentious and don't be argumentative. Your relationship needs a measure of peace to survive. If you need to let him know when he is not doing right, do so in a mature and firm conversation. Don't be violent.
7. BE HIS BEST COOK: a man's stomach they say is the easiest way to his heart. This is true. You don't have to be a chef to do this. Learn to be the best cook of all his favorite meals. Make sure that no girl can do it better than you. Be creative with food, learn some new recipes to tempt his pallet.
8. WATCH YOUR WEIGHT: One of the things that give woman complex and make them suspicious of every single girl is when they add weight. They begin to feel inferior to the still shapely single girls. Remember you are in competition, so watch your diet, exercise and loose weight if you have to.

These are not all but these eight tips will put you in the right course. Your marriage is worth fighting for and these are your weapons.

EVERY WAKING MOMENT

CHAPTER THREE


Helen stepped into the fresh cool morning air. It was a bit chilly because it rained the night before. It was still dark and there were flashes of lightening every now and then. She wondered why she thought of  sun glasses and not a jacket. Then again the weather was hardly predictable these days; it might just become sunny in few hours.
She took measure of her surrounding, usually that was the first thing she did whenever she entered a place or came outside.  She had taught herself to stop looking over her back but habits were hard to break, especially when you didn’t have your memories and felt constantly in danger. It didn’t help that her earliest memory was waking up in the streets beaten to half inch of her life.  Someone was after her but she also knew that but if the person hadn’t made a move on her after almost three years she doubted if the person would. That was if there was really someone after her. She shivered again but this time not out of cold but out dread. The constant feeling of being watched or being followed was always there. Without waiting another second she docked into the first taxi that stopped in front her and gave the driver directions.
Unlike her friend Nma she didn’t own a car. At first she couldn’t afford it, now that she could, she suspected almost every man she met as the imaginary person after her, so she couldn’t face car dealers and their over enthusiastic smile.  She had taught herself to stop being afraid. She also wasn’t sure she could drive and she didn’t want to find out. She might wreck the car or get killed or kill someone.
“You could just learn to drive” she told herself, of course she could. She heaved a sigh, maybe somewhere in her past she was afraid of driving and probably there was a good reason for it. She sat back and relaxed, trying to shut off her busy mind. She needed all her wits about her if she was going to survive facing Chuck Obi.

Helen watched terrified as the taxi drew to a stop in font of the mansion that was Chuck house. Her heart dropped to her feet when she saw the giant of a gate with a two uniformed guards stationed there. She hadn't  thought of a gate and guards, she never gave a thought of how she was going to get inside the building. She should be glad that the charade was not going to happen after all but she found that she was disappointed and she became quite confused about that. Shouldn’t she be happy that she might not have to face Chuck anymore? Helen sat back transfixed not knowing what to do. The more she thought about it the more she realized that she couldn’t go back. The purse was the only connection she had to her past and that made it more important than anything she had and would ever have at least until she remembered. What she needed was a believable fib to get herself past those guards. She could tell them she was a relative coming from far that would explain her coming this early. She discounted that when she remembered that Nma had told her Chuck more or less an orphan his only living relative was his rascal younger brother. Okay she got it she told herself; she would say she was sent by Nma to give him an important message. What message she asked herself. What could be so important and urgent that Nma would send her instead of just calling, which saves time and energy?
She heaved a sigh. She should face it, it would not work, Chuck would be at Nma’s party later in the day, and she could cease that opportunity to ask him for it. The only thing wrong with that plan was that she might never get the chance to ask him, his super model girlfriend would glue to him like poison ivy shooting eye daggers at any girl who came close.
“We are here madam?” the taxi man said to her impatiently cutting into her thoughts.
Helen took a deep breath. It was now or never. She was going to do it. There was no going back; this might be a beginning of a good thing for her. Maybe what the guy needed was to see her like this, dressed up, sophisticated and alone to fall for her. Shocked at herself, she grabbed her bag and began to rummage inside for money to pay the driver. Where had that thought come from?  She would not deny that part of her wished for that, wished for Chuck to see as more Nma's staff, more than the Okoha's acquaintance but the sad reality was, she wasn’t his type. Chuck dated voluptuous beauties. How is it possible that a man who is used to the most beautiful women  there are in the world would fall her? She laughed aloud but stopped when the driver gave a look that suggested she wasn’t normal.
She quickly paid the man and came down on shaky legs and let out her breath as she walked towards the mansion. She stilled her thoughts as she stood and face one of the guards. Helen flashed him her million dollar smile hoping to soften the ground but the man didn’t bulge one bit, she decided to try the straight forward way.
“Good morning, I am here to see Mr. Chuck Obi”
“Who are you?” the asked her harshly
Helen almost forgot her name “I am Helen, from Nma”
“Is he expecting you?”
“Not exactly but Nma that is Mrs. Okoha said she will call ahead”
“Wait here”
The man went inside and Helen released her pent up breath. That was easy she thought. The lie made it all easy. Then she began to feel guilty. She shouldn’t have brought Nma into her scheme, what if Chuck called Nma to verify her story. Geez good work Helen, she said to herself in disgust. That would surely endear the man to her. She stopped; she wasn’t here to endear the man to herself.  She was here to get her purse simple and nothing more.
The man came out at that precise moment. Okay here comes the verdict, Helen prepared herself to enter the world of Chuck Obi.
“I am sorry miss but Mr. Obi is still sleeping and cannot be woken. You will have to come back”
The blow was surprising
and disappointing after all the trouble she had gone through to get here. She couldn’t just go back empty handed.
“No! I cant come back I have to get to work now” what is she talking about she asked herself, that doesn't even make sense.
“You can come after work”
“After work is Uche and Nma’s party”
“I am sure Mr. Obi would be there, that will solve the problem, good day miss”
The man began to turn around
“Hey come back, can’t I just wait for him I am sure he will soon be up, it is almost eight, who sleeps that long anyway” shut up Helen, she said to herself, have a little dignity.
The man gave her dismissal look. Helen couldn’t believe it for a moment, to be so close and yet…. A horn blared behind her and she turned in time to see low slung sport car drive towards her.
Please don’t let it be Uche or Stanley or Eva, she prayed. It would be the most embarrassing thing that would ever happen to her. To be seen camping out Chuck's house like desperate psychopath would not only be embarrassing for her but it would frighten whoever was driving the car. The person would just sum her up as a stalker. Whoever was driving the car wound down the window and Helen’s heart skipped several beats.
“Hi” the driver said. He turned out to be a very handsome young man in his twenties.
“Is something wrong?” he asked.
Helen was too busy thanking God that it wasn’t anybody she knew to answer the man. Then she heard the guard answering the question.
“She is looking for your brother; she is from Uche’s wife but your brother is still sleeping”
Helen couldn’t believe it, this handsome man was Chuck’s brother, Chuck is half caste and this man here is full black.
“From Nma right” the man asked
Helen nodded because she couldn’t bring herself to speak. He opened the passenger door for her. “Come in, I will take you to him”
Helen entered the car and suddenly she had the feeling that entering this kind of car wasn’t new to her. The nostalgic feeling was very strong. She had to say something to shake herself out of it.
“You know maybe I should take the guard’s advice and come back”
“Why” he smiled at her “when you can see him now”
“Are you just going to wake him for me?” Helen asked
“I bet he is not still sleeping. By the way I am Collins, he is my brother but you already know that”
“Yes I do, nice to meet you and I am Helen I work for Nma but you already know that”
Collins laughed “That’s new”
“What’s new?”
“You just accept I am his brother, no questions asked”
Helen chuckled “I bet you get a lot of that”
Collins gave her a full lusty look and Helen cringed with the feeling of falling. What’s happening here? Please she prayed; don’t let this brother have a crush on her when she had her sights on his older brother. That would be a complication she was not ready to face.
“Here we are beautiful” Helen got out of the car and looked around the house with awe.
“It is beautiful”
“Not as much as you are”
She decided to keep quiet as Collins led her inside.
“That was a compliment”
“Was it? I thought I was being compared to house”
He laughed again and opened the door and she was led into the most exquisite living room she had ever seen.
“Wow!” she couldn’t help the exclamation. The room was furnished with white and glass and so much space that was the best way she could describe it, and it was very airy, with a vast French window on one side. A light breeze lifted the white cottons hanging at the windows. Helen shook her head in wonder of it.
“You really want to see my brother”
Helen turned to face him with a smile
“That is why I am here”
“I have got to change my clothes, take a bath, so take the stairs to the first floor and open the first door you come to, you will see him”
“Helen frowned “just like that, I mean that is more like barging in on him”
“It is a suite, so you are not like barging in”
Helen wasn’t still convinced
“Do you want to see him or not, since you are already here I guess you want to see him”
He smiled
‘I do but I don’t think his girlfriend will appreciate it if I just showed up in their bedroom’
Collin chuckled ‘He is alone’
‘He is? I got it on good authority that the super model came back with him’
‘Well there is no authority more authentic than mine when it comes to my brother. I am telling you on better authority that his girlfriend is not here’
“Okay, first door, first floor”
“Right” he said leaving to disappear through of one the doors.
. Helen turned and began the climb the stairs she was told led to Chuck’s suite on legs that were shaky. Was she doing the right thing? Shouldn’t she insist that they announce her to him and maybe he would come to see her in the living room? Collins is his brother and knows the best way to approach the brother, she assured herself or not she thought suddenly afraid. Maybe he was setting her up, he looked the kind to do that sort of thing and he certainly looked young enough to play that kind of prank on his big brother or on any unsuspecting female. Helen smiled trying to get a firm hold on her straying mind. It was very obvious the boy was used to girls falling at his feet and it didn’t help that he’s Chuck Obi’s only brother. She shook her head and knocked on the door before she could panic and turn tails. No one opened the door after her third knock so she turned the knob and walked into a smaller living room. It was empty save for the exquisite and masculine furniture so she came in and looked around. There were two large boxes on the floor yet to be opened. She then recalled that he came in last night. The room was too masculine for her taste. So where was he? She asked. She didn’t have time to wait until he appeared from where ever. All of a sudden she wanted the whole charade to be over and done with.
There was another door at the opposite end of the room so she walked to it and opened the door. It was a bedroom and her eyes connected with the bed.
And what she saw took her breath away with that went also her reasoning ability.
On the bed was six feet four of her every desire. He was lying on top of the bed spread; bare chest wearing only his jeans, the top button was undone. His long hair was unbound and spread all over the pillow. She swallowed hard. No one had the right to be this beautiful in sleep. One muscular hand was beneath his head and the other on his flat and hard stomach. She took a step forward, she couldn’t help herself. She could see herself leaning down to kiss those lips that usually appeared hard and stubborn but in sleep looked soft and beckoned on her to lean over. She took a step backwards, breathing hard. What was she doing? She should leave…at that particular time, she knew as she was sure  of the existence of a supreme being governing the whole universe that he was the only man for her.
Should she wake him? She thought against it. She didn’t have the heart to wake him, he looked so peaceful, and ruggedly sexy that she was afraid of what she would happen if she touched him, she knew that she wouldn’t stop at a mere touch. What wouldn’t she do to have him open those metallic green eyes and smile her welcome? She shook her head. The reality was if he woke up he would be mad at her for intruding on his privacy. Geez his girlfriend could have been here! The best thing to do she thought was look around for the purse and leave before he woke up. With her mind made up, she walked to the first drawer and opened it and began to search them one after the other. So she didn’t notice him stir and wake.

Chucks woke to the feeling that he was not alone. Geez he couldn’t remember coming into the room let alone falling asleep. What a day, he had a lot planned, first he wanted drop in on Stanley and see which of his friends was up to some exercise, these days Stanley was almost his only pal he could hang with, Uche and Charles having succumbed to married lives. Still he hated going to Stanley’s house because he didn’t like his gold digger live in girlfriend. He looked at his watch and knew that going over to Stanley’s house was out question. Stanley would be at work. That was when he heard the noise. He slowly looked and saw a girl going through his drawer. Chuck couldn’t believe it, maybe he was still dreaming, so he closed his eyes and opened them again but the girl was still there. How did she get in. slowly he sat up
“Found what you are looking for?”


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HUNGRY HEARTS

Hello dear readers

My name is Glory, this story is not about me, it is not even the kind of story that get posted here but I had to tell people.
I am married to a doctor and My husband owns a small clinic in his home town while I went to school.
One day I was coming back from School and I met this  woman, you know how these village women could take their time greeting. I answered all her questions smiling and pretending I was not in a hurry. She started asking about my school. It was strange but I patiently answered. Then she asked about a boy and his sister, they were both reading law and medicine in my school. The woman wanted to know if the siblings are truly in my school and if they are really reading law n medicine.
As soon as I confirmed it to her not knowing why she was asking, her next words frightened me.
She said as if talking to herself. 'so this woman and her children wants to rule us in this town, never! not while I am still alive,  we will see who would rule who?
I said mama, she jerked up as if she forgot i was there. Smiled and walked on.
I came back and told my husband. I told him I want to tell that family what I witnessed but my husband said I  should stay out of it. That the woman will deny it and it will be my word against hers.
This thing is disturbing me too much. If anything happen to those children I will blame myself.

Please what do you think I should do.

Pls readers I really think this is really important, she needs your advice. 

The email address for posting your problems is still amberfallstv@gmail.com or stelchris@yahoo.com or amberfalls@rocketmail.com

AMBER ROMANCE

EVERY WAKING MOMENT 

CHAPTER TWO 


CHAPTER TWO

Helen came out of her house. She was dressed for the day. She locked the door to her self contained apartment and stood, trying to steady herself. The nightmare shook her more than she cared to admit. She pated the long human hair Nma had given her for Christmas, adjusted the red, black and white low waist flay gown she wore. On her feet were red wage and nature tone over size purse to set it off. She took a deep breath and let it out slowly, she was ready for the day. She had a mission and she would get it done no matter what.

As she came down the short flight of stairs that led to her apartment, she found out that her land lady’s daughters were already out and getting their children ready for school. A more troublesome lot she was yet to see. As soon as they saw her, they started laughing and at what Helen couldn’t tell. She cared little for them today. She had come to the conclusion that their behavior was out of their own inferiority complex and envy. There were three of them and they each had like two children each for different men. What kind of a life was that to live, she asked herself ignoring them and walking on? A Painstaking cry and an equally violent beating of a child reached her ears and she turned around only to see one of the daughters flogging a child like the child was an inanimate object. The child wailed and rolled on the floor while the mother continued to flog him with gigantic cane. Helen’s heart went out to the child; it was even more painful that there was nothing she could do about it. The last time she tried to intervene had only made it worse. The child received an double dose of the flogging and she received a whole lot of insult for her trouble. She waved down a taxi, feeling very bad for the little boy. She wondered what would make a mother abuse her child that way. She wondered if the mother somehow blamed the kid for all the wrong choices she had made and the results. Putting the ugly scene out of her mind, she took another breathe, getting ready.

 First of all she had to find out if Chuck was in town. He spent his last holiday abroad and had hardly been back since he started dating his white super model girl friend. She quickly pushed that unhappy thought out of her mind. Why she didn’t want to remember that Chuck was dating a white girl, she didn’t care to tell.  She wondered if he was settling down at last. He has been dating the girl longer than any other girl he had dated before. He flaunted her easily, posting pictures of the two of them on his instagram page. Their topic had been the hottest on all the gossip and celebrity blogs and magazines. It had hurt her real bad then but at last she was ready to get over her silly infatuation on him. She was moving on, taking back her life. She was taking the first step of recovering her memories, of finding out who she was. Seeing Chuck and taking back her purse was symbolic, she was not only taking her purse, she was taking back her life from him. She shook her head from side to side as if trying to clear it of the painful thought that Chuck might actually be settling down with another girl before she had her chance to show him…. Show him what she demanded. The man was out of her league; had she not told herself that. All she needed from him was her purse and nothing more. But she couldn’t help the thought that he might come back with his white girl friend.  And what if he did, she asked angrily, it wasn't any of her business what he did or who he came back with.  But she had to know how it would affect her mission, positively she answered firmly. With his girlfriend present he wouldn’t dream of playing any hanky panky with her. He would just hand it over if she asked just to avoid suspicions by his girl. She took another deep breath, she was over thinking it. She thought. First thing first, find out if he was coming for Nma’s son’s first birthday party or not.

Arriving at the head quarters of NMA, Helen took a deep breath and walked forward unsteady and uncertain. But she couldn’t help the happy sense of achievement that overtook her each time she walked into NMA, to think that she was a part of this magnificent history, not just being part of it but a part of it from nearly level zero to this. After her marriage to Uche, Nma had expanded NMA. It now had 3 three boutiques and smaller shops in almost all the malls in the city. Nma had not done it alone; Helen had been there by her side. Doing all that is necessary to make the journey less painful and more successful. Now she was the co-owner and head designer of NMA lingerie line. She couldn’t be any happier. If only she had her memory of who she was, what she was, did she have a husband, children, fiancée, parents or siblings? Have they given her up for dead? It has been three years since she went missing. Would she easily give up a loved one for dead no matter how long it took without the proof the person’s death? She couldn’t tell. The truth was she didn’t know the kind of person she was, what she did, if she was loved or she was even being missed. 
Getting to the door of the building, she pushed the sad and confusing thoughts out of her mind even as she pushed the door open and entered into another world. A world of magic, magic created by the very best magicians in the field and being headed by a woman whose creativity, decisions and personality she had come to respect and love so dearly. 
Helen nodded to the greetings of some colleagues and sales executives and headed to the elevators. The work room and offices were located at the fifth floor and very private. Yes that was how big Nma had grown in less than two years. Uche had surprised his wife by buying her this ten story high rise to celebrate their one year anniversary and Nma being a tough and sensible business woman had put it in good use. The elevator door slide open and Helen walked into the Spartan hall way and walked straight to her office. She dropped her bag and sat down. 
 Best I get it over it now, she told herself. She needed to know Chuck’s plan, to know if he was in town, though she was strongly expecting him to come back since Nma’s son is celebrating his first birthday in two days. Chuck being the doting uncle wouldn’t want to miss it for the world. He missed his church dedication, her mind reminded her. He couldn’t make it because it was in the middle of the season, she remembered someone making those excuses for him. So she was sure he wouldn’t miss this one.
You are just being a coward she said to herself and got up from her chair. With determined footsteps she went in search of Nma.

Helen knocked slightly and entered the beautifully furnished office. Nma was talking on the phone but smiled at her when she came in and waved her to a seat.
‘I love you darling but have to go now’ Nma said to the phone and blew a kiss. 
‘Didn’t you guys wake up together this morning…’ Helen joked
‘What makes you think I was talking to Uche’ Nma rejoined and smiled and walked over to give Helen a hug
‘Who else would you be saying I love you to and then the kiss’
Nma laughed ‘when you love someone you would understand, right now it wouldn’t make sense to you’
‘You look radiant, I love that frock’ Nma complimented
‘As well you should, it is one of yours’
‘We are good, aren’t we?’
‘Better than that, we are the best’ Helen said
Nma laughed ‘your hubris is comforting’
Helen smiled; it was time to launch into the agenda of her coming here.
‘How is the birthday boy doing?’
‘He is at his destructive age; I don’t know where he got that from’
Helen laughed
‘let’s see he broke his grandmother very rare and very expensive urn, what else, painted on his father very important merger documents’ Nma laughed ‘I have never seen my husband quite mad, confused and amused that way before’
‘He is a darling’ 
‘Luckily for him we love him more than all earthly possession so he can get away with for now’
‘my boy… does he miss me”
‘Does he miss ta hinhin’ they both laughed
‘Of course he does. He is only quite agreeable and quiet when you are around’
‘So how is the party plans coming up?’
‘We have decided that tomorrow night will be barbecue with friends and family, since Uche wants to show off his newly acquired grilling skills’
‘Wow! So family and friends are…’
‘You know the usual bunch’
Helen was a bit frustrated; Nma wasn’t forth coming with information. She needed her to say if Chuck was coming or not.
‘You just looked a bit worried now’ Nma observed
Helen quickly smiled ‘me I am fine’
‘Helen I know you and I know you are not fine. So come on out with it’
Helen thought about it, she felt like a criminal taking advantage of Nma’s concern but there was no way she could really tell her that she had had amnesia for three years and didn’t have the guts to tell her even after all they have been through. And now she only came to see her because she needed information on Chuck to get back her red purse which was her only connection to her past which could also be the only means to her recovering her memories. When put like that Helen thought, it didn’t sound criminal at all. it sounded downright diabolical.
‘Helen you know you can talk to me about anything’ Nma said jolting her  out of her thoughts
There was no choice for it, Helen thought and smiled at Nma.
‘It’s just that, everyone coming would be paired up, you know you and Uche, IJ and Stanley, Chuck and Star. I seem to be the only who would be alone’
‘And maybe Star… she never had a chance before that white girl sank her claws on Chuck’
‘Wow’ was all Helen said
‘But on the bright side I am inviting our doctor’s son, he is a surgeon so there will be someone you can pair up with’
‘Me and Star both, funny how the two of us will appear desperate vying for his attention’ Helen smiled. ‘Forget about me, I am just being my foolish insecured self.’
‘On the bright side there is still Stanley, we are looking for a way to save him from Ij, you could be his savior’
‘No not interested in handsome billionaires who think they walk on water and women should worship them’
‘Ouch! That was exactly my husband but look at him today, in love and loving every minute of it’
Helen smiled; ‘you are worth ten million of him darling’ Helen gave up trying to get information out of  Nma. This one she concluded, she was going to solve this one on her own.
‘Or Chuck’ Nma said suddenly
‘Chuck has a girl friend and he might not even come back?’ Helen answered trying not to let her eagerness show.
‘He wouldn’t miss it for the world, besides he is on break and we could always devise a means to keep him separated from his girl friend and…’
‘Stop please’ Helen laughed ‘we sound like two wicked step sisters’
‘Your call darling, his plane would touch down tonight, and you know I would do anything for you.’ 
Helen heaved a sigh of relief she had just the information she needed but try as much as she could she couldn’t hide her sadness that Chuck wasn’t coming alone.
‘Helen you don’t have to worry about being alone, work with it and when the right person comes along, you will know it’
‘I am sure of it, and its okay. So enough with the heavy stuff, have we the time and date for the launch of the lingerie line’
‘not yet, but let’s talk about it later today, you own twenty five percent of it so it is not a decision I can make alone, you, me, Amber and Rose need to come together and discuss it first’
‘Fine then’ Helen got up ‘I had better head back to my department, have a piled up table’
Helen closed the door behind her and all thoughts of work cleared; she needed to get her purse tonight if possible.

All through the day, she did nothing but devise and discard one plan after the other. She needed an angle, a believable one to get her into Chuck’s house. She could just meet him at Nma’s son’s birthday and ask him for it, she decided. He asked you to come get it yourself. Her mind whispered. Yes and that was eons ago so he may have forgotten her, forgotten the purse, forgotten their kiss. She looked down on her table feeling somehow sad that he could forget the kiss that was still on her mind every of her waking moment. No she would go and get it herself if for nothing to get a closure. Her crush on him was something that she should have gotten over before this time. To prove if not to anybody but to herself that she was finally over him. Why she continued to moon over him she couldn’t say.  The man hardly knew she existed and hadn’t done anything to encourage her feelings yet the feeling seemed to grow even as his knowledge of her faded on his mind.
She would go maybe seeing him with the woman he loved would bring it home to her that this man wasn’t for her, would confirm to her foolish heart that the man was taken and no longer available.
All that day in her office Helen rehearsed in her mind what she would say to him, how sophisticated she would behave and the nonchalant way she would sound. As she rode home in a taxi she tried to build a forte around her heart, her feelings, her body and all the parts of her that seemed to lose control whenever he was near. It was rather a long list because it seemed every part of her was aware of him in their different capacity. This is not working Helen said to herself, as she walked into her modest house. She wished she had someone to talk to. Another woman who would understand how she felt and why what she was doing was beyond difficult. Nma would happily and eagerly play that role but then she would have to tell her about her amnesia. Nma would see it as a betrayal of trust that she would hide something so huge from her, when her own life was an open book for Helen. No she wasn’t going to tell Nma yet, she wasn’t ready to lose the friendship of the only woman who gave a hoot about her. She was going to do this on her own. If it back fired then she would live with.

The next morning Helen sat in front of her mirror and stared at herself. She had this uncertain feeling about the action she had decided to take. Was it the right one, would it be misunderstood? Would he think it was all a ploy on her part to get him to notice her? Yes he might see her like another desperate girl looking for his favors. But shouldn’t he be used to that, after all he was Chuck Obi voted world’s sexiest man alive and added to it, he was stinking rich and highly talented but then when he realized that she wasn’t there to jump him like he would think at first, he would be thoroughly disappointed. Helen smiled; maybe there was some enjoyment to be had in this mission impossible of hers.
She got up from the chair. If only she didn’t need her purse so desperately. It was her only connection to her past. A past that seemed so dark and foggy, she didn’t know if she would ever penetrate through it and find out what secret it held. Helen sighed as she did always whenever she thought of her past. 
Her mind was made up; she was going to do it. She was going to Chuck Obi’s house. Thanks to her very best friend and boss Nma, she got to know that Chuck’s was expected back last night for his annual holiday. Some might question why she had to go this early in the morning but she had only one good reason. Tomorrow was Nma’s son’s birthday party and there was that barbecue party tonight and she wanted to carry her red purse. She didn’t care if she was believed or not. She didn’t need justify to anybody why she wanted her purse back even if her timing was way off.  It was the man’s fault that her purse ended up in his house. If he hadn’t stolen a kiss from her which got her so spooked that she ran out from the car forgetting her purse, she wouldn’t be here in her room afraid and at the same time excited to go. Try as much as she could to understand why she had been so spooked by simple touching of lips, she never could. 
She heaved a sigh and looked around the scantily furnished room. There was just a bed and an arm chair, her dresser at one corner. She used white lace cotton to separate the bedroom from the sitting room, that was even less furnished she had her television, music system and nothing else. music was a major part of her life. It inspired her creativity and helped her somehow to reach within herself. So she had that and a rug. She had never felt the need to add more furniture and never cared. She put that down to not knowing where she was coming from. One had to know where she was coming from before she could understand where she wanted to go. She didn’t want to put down roots or become too attached only to wake one morning and remember. 
Dragging herself back to the present, it was no use, she chided herself. Thinking about it would never make it any easier. She just had to live with it the best way she could and wait and hope the she would hit her head and remember. 
Then she turned to look at herself in the mirror, she was still half dressed, she took some steps back and looked at herself. She became a bit irritated. She was skinny and didn’t have all the curves that Nma was so proud of. Try as much as she could, she could never add an ounce. It just was not fair, she cried. Nma was so beautiful, that was why a man as handsome and powerful as Uche Okoha couldn’t resist her, saw her once and fell head over heels in love with her. Helen sighed, on the other hand she was plain, dark or cinnamon like Nma kept telling her. Ok she had wide beautiful eyes that only Nma had complimented. She had full lips that were too wide for her face. Her best features were her smile. The sun seemed to shine brighter when she smiled; okay for that one she had received compliments. But then again, she didn’t smile always. What did she have to smile about? Then she chided herself, she had her job, she was the head designer and co owner of Nma’s new lingerie line. She was talented and she looked back at the mirror and gave herself a once over. At least every body says she was talented, and tall. Standing at five feet seven, she was tall and she didn’t care what people said. But she was skinny, maybe she should be grateful that she wasn’t fat, she was curvy enough for a slim girl. Her bust should be tiny going by her size but it wasn’t and she wasn’t flat behind either. She had long shapely legs which she hardly exposed and she had nice eyes and million dollar smile.
Then she stopped “million dollar smile?”  Sounded like something someone had said to her before. She sat down and tried to remember but all she met was dark nothingness. With frustration she marched to her closet and threw it open. It was all Chuck’s fault if he didn’t make her forget her purse or if he had agreed to bring it to her at Nma shop like she asked him or if he had the good sense to spend his Christmas holiday in the country then she wouldn’t be in this mess. She wouldn’t be standing before her mirror trying to figure out what to wear. She didn’t want to look desperate or intimidated or defeated. She knew as much as she knew that Helen was probably not her name that clothes could have any of those effects on a person. She wanted to look classy, with an air of nonchalance but with a very simple sophistication. So she withdrew a soft yellow and chocolate sundress and marched to her mirror wearing the dress as she went. By the time she got to the mirror she only had to do up the short side zip. She smoothened the dress on her body. And stared at it, the gown stopped at her knee, it was cut like a tube  and clung to her bust except that it had short flay sleeves and it clung to her tiny waist and flayed out around her hips. She was impressed, she wondered what chucks would think when he saw her. She wondered if he would be impressed. 
“Come on Helen” she scolded herself. The guy only dated beauty queens and super models. That was correct she agreed and started on her makeover.  Make over was not her thing even though Nma always encouraged her and had even given her a few pointers. So she sat down and applied a soft pink lip gloss and outlined her eyebrows, and applied light eye shadow. She found out that it made her huge eyes appear dreamy and mysterious; she also added mascara to emphasize her long lashes. Then she brushed out her long waist length hair,. She smiled at the effect and took out her chocolate wage heels and a chocolate bag to match. 
Helen stared at herself one more time, she was impressed.
“I look good” she told her reflection. Took out her brown sun glasses in case the sun became unbearable.
But she stopped as she was about to go, she heaved a sigh. Suddenly she was nervous. Okay she was attracted to the man best she accepted that and deal with it now before it came out the wrong time to bite her. But who wouldn’t be, No hot blooded woman with two good eyes wouldn’t be attracted to him but that wasn’t why she was going there today. She was going to get her purse because she needed it to compliment the dress she was wearing to the barbecue this evening. At least that was the angle she was pitching to Chuck as her reason for coming to his house. And she was going this early…she wasn’t sure why but she guessed she was going early because she might never have the time or the courage to go again. So she told herself through gritted teeth to stop being excited. Having said that, she took a few minutes to calm down then she left her house with an over night bag she had packed for the barbecue and birthday party. It was no big deal, she had slept over number times since Nma and Uche moved into Eden Castle

RELATIONSHIPS TIPS

Recovery from heartbreak is much like processing grief, so we go through the following stages:

Denial ("This can't be the end, I'm sure he will call.")
Anger ("I hate her.")
Bargaining ("Maybe if I behaved differently, it would work.")
Depression ("I never want to love again so I never feel this pain again.")
Acceptance ("It was. And now, it is over.

Before that you must go through some process of healing listed below.

1) Know your love and feelings were real. Just because it didn't last doesn't mean it wasn't real or true. You're not crazy, foolish, wrong or delusional.

2) Understand love is always a gift. Love is a blessing even if it ends painfully, for heartbreak bears great wisdom.

3) Consider that all things happen and people come into our lives for a reason. Eckhart Tolle says, "Life will give you whatever experience is most helpful for the evolution of your consciousness." A relationship that ends is not a mistake or failure.

4) Stay in the present. Don't ruminate about the past or second guess your actions. Don't worry about the future. ("Will he find somebody else? Will that relationship be better?") Stay out of your head, for that is a dangerous place to go. Practice mindfulness techniques like deep breathing and meditation. Imagine breathing in what you need (strength, hope, energy) and out what you don't (pain, aches, sadness).

5) Release feelings of anger, hatred and thoughts of revenge. Understand this are all related to ego and cause you more harm than good. Anger exacerbates anxiety and depression, keeps us tethered and prevents us from moving forward. As Nelson Mandela said, "Resentment is like drinking poison and hoping it will kill your enemies." In a moment of quiet, repeat the mantra, "I forgive and release you and let you go."

6) Let go of the attachment or connection. Don't be a whack-a-mole and repeatedly poke your head up for rejection from the object of your affection. As Mark Twain said, "Never allow someone to be your priority while allowing yourself to be their option." Care enough about yourself to conserve your energy for those who deserve it, starting with yourself!

7) Get support. Talk to friends and family who are empathic and kind. Tell them specifically what you need from them. If your friends are tired of your broken record, consider therapy or a support group. Get immediate help if feeling so depressed you are suicidal.

8) Know you are lovable. Do not misinterpret the end of a relationship as meaning you are somehow not enough. Sometimes people aren't capable of giving us the love we need and deserve, which is their issue and not yours. You are exactly as you should be and are perfectly lovable just the way you are.

9) Practice self-love. Recognize masochistic and self-harm behaviors (not eating, substance abuse, risky behaviors, etc.) and nip them in the bud. As Buddha said, "You yourself, as much as anybody in the entire universe, deserve your love and affection." Stick to structure and routine and get proper rest, nutrition and exercise. Don't isolate yourself or your depression will take a deeper hold on you.

10) Know this too shall pass. Put one foot in front of the other and time will heal your wounds. Even if you can't imagine feeling better or being open to love again, you most certainly will. In my practice, I have been awed and amazed by the resiliency of the human spirit.

"The emotion that can break your heart is sometimes the very one that heals it..." -- Nicholas Sparks

HUNGRY HEARTS

HUNGRY HEARTS

Hello everyone
First of all Chioma please when are you posting the second chapter of the new story, I can't wait anymore. Kudos to you but I think you should make a movie with all this story. It will sell well because you are the best writer I know.
I live in Owerri and I have been dating this guy who lives in Ibadan. We met on Facebook and we haven't seen each other before. But he says he has no time for girlfriend/boyfriend rubbish what he wants is a wife.
So because of this I don't ask him of money so I wouldn't give him a bad impression of me. Even during Christmas, I asked him of nothing and he didn’t give me nothing. I don't want him to think it is money I want or that like I am like every other runs girl since he wants marriage.
Now he wants me to come to Ibadan so we can get to know each other better, meet his people and plan how to meet mine. The thing is that he asked me to come without sending me transport money. I don't have money now to buy bus ticket, and I don't want to ask him so he won't see me as a girl who has come to do runs and he is just paying for the sex. How do I stylishly ask him without seeming like a bad girl?
I am beginning to have double mind because of his stinginess.
Please friends what do I do? Is this man serious at all.

AMBERROMANX


Relationship counsel for the day.. eeee

We all LOVE and MISS our partners, and telling them that is a great
way to express affection, but not the ONLY way.
After a while “I love you” and “I miss you” get quite old and lose
their meaning for our partner.
The good news is that you’re not limited to only these two
expressions of love and affection. There’s a lot more fun and
touching ways to compliment a girl and tell her much she means to
you.
Therefore below I’m going to share with you 7 ways to express your
affection beyond the usual “I miss you” and “I love you”.

7 compliments that will touch her heart and turn you into her prince
charming.

1. "I can’t stop thinking of you."
One thing I love to do sometimes when talking on Skype is to make
that face of defeat and say “Okaaay, I admit, I pretty much can’t
stop thinking of you, most of the time.”
This might be the only moment in our entire one hour conversation
when I would express my affection toward her. But because it was
such a cute and sweet way of letting her know about how much I miss her, she needs no more.
I don’t need to tell her that love her and that I miss her 5 times.
This one little line is more than enough.
You can also turn it into a text and say something along the lines
of “What did you do to me!?! I just can’t stop thinking of you! :*”

2. "How did I get so lucky!?" (to have you in my life)
You can’t imagine how GOOD it feels to hear that from the person you
love most. It’s such a beautiful way to acknowledge how much she
means to you and to make her feel special.
So go ahead and use it. And use it more often. Every time she does
something nice for you, say “Wow, how did I get so lucky!?” When you
are in public and she says something nice about you, say “How did I
get so lucky!?” When you’re having fun together and enjoying each
other’s presence say “How did I get so lucky!?”
You’ll make her feel loved and appreciated. And she’ll love you for that!

3. "You drive me crazy!" (in a good way)
Said with the right tone, this means that she just makes you crazy
about her. She just makes you feel in love and alive. And if that’s
true, go ahead and tell her that.
You’ll tell her that you love her tomorrow. Today tell her that “she
just drives you crazy!”.

4. "You’re just adorable!"
Isn’t this the sweetest compliment you could ever make to a woman?
I think it is. And she’ll think so too.
So don’t be shy to use it. And of course use it when appropriate,
like when she has that shy smile on her face, or when she’s prepared
something cute for you, or when she’s put some thought into how
she looks.
Make her feel like a little princess with this compliment.

5. "Nobody made me happier than you!"
With this compliment your comparing her to your previous girlfriends
and putting her way above them. And the truth is that women are
very competitive among themselves, so if you tell her that she’s the best
woman ever for you, that’s a BIG compliment. Trust me on that.
Use this one more often and remind her of how much you appreciate her.
By the way, you can also use a compliment like this to reinforce a
good behavior that she has. This way encouraging her to keep acting
that way in the future.

6. "God! You’re just perfect!"
For the special occasions you can make a big exclamation and tell
her “God! You’re just perfect!”
Thus letting her know that whatever she’s just done has had a huge
effect on you. And like the amazing guy that you are, you know how
to appreciate a good woman.
But, this is an important but… don’t use this too often, or she’ll
might take it too seriously.

7. "Come on, stop being so cute!"
And lastly, this is one of my favorite ways to tease and compliment
her at the same time. It’s a fun, playful way of spontaneously
adding some affection into an otherwise normal conversation.

So this is it.

Now you’re armed with 7 amazing phrases to tell your honey bee
and make her feel loved and special. Read them again, commit them to
memory and when the time is right tell her what she’s been dying to
hear for so long.
And guess what? She’ll love you for it.

Warning!

But one thing must be clear. As much as we want to make our partner
feel loved, we mustn’t overdo it. Because yes, it’s possible to
OVERDO it. Affection is like food. If you feed her too much the
stomach will start hurting. If you shower her with too much
affection she’ll take it for granted, and she’ll enjoy it less,
instead of more.

Therefore go make her happy, but don’t get too carried away.

Written by Leroy contractors
Facebook.com/leeroycontractors

AMBER ROMANCE

EVERY WAKING MOMENT

CHAPTER ONE


Through her mask she watched the gaiety of the light and sound filled hall. It was an exquisite hall with ten golden chandeliers hanging from the most amazing sculptured roofing she had ever seen.  The marbled floor reflected the chandeliers and all who cared to stop and admire themselves but no one did except Helen. This is because she had mastered the act of blending with the wall flowers whenever she found herself in events like this one. Which wasn’t often anyway, she had always managed to avoid attending parties but this one she could not say no to because… because… strange she couldn’t remember why she was here and she couldn’t recognize any of the faces here. She laughed softly; no one would blame her for not recognizing anyone after all everyone’s face was covered in mask. Without meaning to she began to play a game in her mind to see how many people she could recognize even with their masks on. Her first win was Nma, how could anyone not know that that petite and curvy body in white body con gown could only belong to the wife of the richest man in Africa and beyond.
Helen smiled as she remembered the intriguing story of how they met, their adventurous romance that nearly led to her losing her life and the never ending happiness and love they now share. As she watched Nma dancing with a man, no doubt Uche her husband, she sighed as he whispered something to her and she laughed, raised his mask and kissed him lingeringly. Only the Okohas would be this bold with their show of affection. Helen thought. If she was ever going to fall in love, if the depth was not as deep as what Nma and Uche shared, she was not falling.
She heaved a sigh and wondered if there was a man out there who would ever see her for more than what she was, plain Helen. Was there any man out there who could see beyond what the eyes presented? who could see through her soul and find out the great yearning for love in there, yearning for someone to hold her, touch her, offer a solid shoulder to cry on because lately she had done nothing but wake up shivering from the most horrifying nightmares.
She shook her head from side to side trying to shake off the disturbing thoughts her life usually brought her. The thought that she couldn’t have a life till she found out who she really was, was not only frightening but heart wrenching depressing.
To distract herself, she began to look around at the other people mingling, laughing and enjoying themselves. Before long her attention was caught by a couple, a ruggedly built man dancing with a girl and she seemed to hang on his every word. Even without his silky shoulder length hair and tanned complexion one would always recognize Chuck Obi by the way the ladies flocked around him. Even if there wasn’t that, her heart would always recognize the one man it yearns for but couldn’t have.  She sighed deeply and as if she wasn’t tortured enough,  her eyes returned to Chuck and the girl clinging to him. She sneered noticing that there were other girls waiting desperately for the music to end so they could have their turn on the dance floor with him. They probably would get their desire, Chuck was never known to say no to the girls. He was that charitable with them. She thought angrily and sighed with disgust and looked away only to find more interesting view of a couple who couldn’t wait to take it to one of the empty rooms upstairs or to a more shadowy corner. She laughed at their foolishness.
Suddenly a voice spoke behind her and the hair on her nape stood on ends as she swirled around in anticipation.
“I have been watching you watch me’ a deep husky voice she could recognize anywhere said behind her.
Chuck? When did he move from the dance floor? When did the music end? Her heart stopped completely and she took several shallow breaths to normalize her centre. To remind herself that the man was well out of her reach and an embodiment of conceit
‘I have not been watching you’ she turned away from him
‘Have you not?’ he demanded taking hold of her shoulder and turning her to face him. She stiffened her shoulders to stop his hands from  spreading the slow melting of her organs that watching him dance had started and his voice had encouraged
She slapped his hands off. ‘I know your arrogance would not take any other answer so why bother?’ she said instead
He laughed softly
‘That stiffening of shoulders tells me different’
She stared at him wildly, afraid that he might have guessed what was going on in her mind. She was totally speechless and didn’t know how to defend herself against this amazing but annoying man.
‘Care to leave this venue?’
‘With you, I don’t think so” she told him firmly even as her heart raced. Why would Chuck Obi want to leave the party with her? Did he really think that her stiffened shoulder meant take me home and do what you want with me and make me the happiest woman on earth?
She turned to face him squarely, summoning her remaining strength She scoffed at him and turned to walk away but he caught her upper hand.
‘You know want to’
She turned to give him a piece of her mind and to put him in his place once and for all.
‘I too want that very much’
His words stopped her flow of angry words and she stopped speechless and confused and melting every second. She could feel her strength slipping away and while that frightening weakness for him slowly took over her body and senses.
 What is happening here, she asked herself. Was he becoming attracted to her or… she heaved a sigh of disgust. Chuck was a first class womanizer. That thought alone brought her back to earth, her equilibrium restored. He probably thought she had been blending with the wall, watching, waiting and praying he took notice of her. What better woman to take home for a one night stand than the one who would melt with longing and gratitude at first eye contact.
Okay was she insinuating that she was that woman who would melt with gratitude at first eye contact? She had had more than eye contact with him, he had touched and kissed her before and she didn’t melt with longing and gratitude. Yes you did her mind whispered. So much that you forgot your purse, so much that you are afraid to go back and get it.
‘Helen! Helen!’ he chanted ‘When are you ever going to let go and enjoy yourself’
‘I was enjoying myself’ she snapped at him
‘I was kidding’ he laughed
If he tried he would never know how much he hurt her at that time. So he thought she was play thing, a joke he could deepen his voice and deem his eyes and say words that are… that are..
‘look even from the dance floor I could see that you were enjoying yourself  as much as these walls are probably doing’
She heaved a sigh, there was no need getting hurt over someone who would never care enough to realize they hurt you. It was waste of energy. That kind of negative energy she didn’t need at this point in her life.
‘What are you even doing here? Don’t you have more women to charm?’
‘I have had enough and I think you have too, come on let’s go, I will take you straight to wherever you want to go, scout honor’
Helen heaved another sigh. She had wanted to leave the venue for while now but had been too tired to go out and get a cab. She knew Chuck; he wouldn’t take advantage of her. He respected Nma too much for that.
‘I will get my wrap’ she said
He smiled ‘hurry I will be outside’
Did she know what she was doing? She asked herself. Was she aware that she was about to leave the venue with Chuck Obi World’s number one play boy. Yes, she answered, she had already concluded that Chuck won’t harm her. Was she also aware that she was letting Helen, world’s number one weakling for Chuck go home with him, ride in the same car, breathe the same air, No Chuck wasn’t the problem here, the problem here was Helen but Helen being a weakling would not change her mind because it was not every day she got the chance to spend time with the most exciting man on earth.
Helen got her wrap, and went in search of Chuck.

Outside she breathed a sigh of relief. The fresh air was invigorating and healing. After all the noise and stuffiness of the hall, this seemed like paradise and exactly what she needed..
Where was Chuck? She looked around for him. Had he gone without her? He wouldn’t be so cruel as to play a game on her. Why would he, she asked when dozens of women in there were falling over themselves to go home with him. She smiled and cautioned herself. It was high time she abandoned her phobia of abandonment. What game could Chuck probably play on her? Project let’s see how easy she would follow. She laughed at her joke.
‘Have you been waiting long?’
She smiled her answer and entered the car as the porter held the door open for her. As soon as the door closed he zoomed off. She had to hold on to the dash board for few minutes before getting the courage to do up her seat belt. She gave him a side long glance and he was smiling. He was driving a Porsche in a bolt lightening speed and was smiling like he was a passenger on a cruise boat and on the deck with the sea breeze on his face?
‘Please slow down a bit’
He glanced at her and grinned ‘afraid are we?’
‘No but some of us would love to see the next day’
‘Don’t worry, it is two am, the road is mostly clear and I am not drunk’
‘What about the street light poles, pavements and all drainages?
‘Gush! For a quiet girl you have a black and suicidal mind’
‘Better that than having an accident’
She smiled when she noticed the car slowing.
‘What exactly do you do for NMA?’
The question was sudden, she wasn’t expecting it. She had thought he spoke only seduction and nothing more
‘I am the head designer and co owner of its lingerie and bikini range’
‘Interesting! I can imagine that’
Of course you could she added silently. There is no womanizer alive that would not appreciate her line of work. Not when that womanizer was the sexiest man alive for three consecutive years.
‘What is your favorite color?’
‘Red’ she answered off handed
‘Mine too, I find that red lace and silk are the height of sexy’
‘It is just a job Chuck’
‘I don’t think so, if it were, you would not be any good at it and I believe I have heard Nma sing your praises a time or two’
‘Okay yes it is my job to create sexy but it is more than that, I have to create elegance, class and innocence too…’
‘Who cares for elegance and class in bed, what kind of guys have you been dating?’
Good question she said to herself and thank goodness it was rhetoric or else there was no way she could tell this man that she had not been dating for years now.
‘Some advice, always think sex when you design…’
‘Look I can’t have this conversation with you. So change of topic’
He grinned and turned back to the road.
She smiled foolishly admiring his grin. Geez was there anything about him she didn’t admire ?
Disgusted with herself, she  turned back to the road to clear her head and then she noticed that they were on a dirt road. Suddenly a feeling of foreboding came over her. She had been here before. She turned to Chuck in panic but he was back in his mask. What was going on? She asked herself in increasing dread.
‘Why are you suddenly afraid?’ he asked,
He didn’t even sound like Chuck she noticed in heightened alarm
‘Where are we going?’
‘You know’
‘Why are you wearing that mask again?”
He laughed eerily ‘But you know’
Did she? She asked in fear so incomprehensible.
‘Why are you clutching that red purse? He asked
She looked at her hands and found out she was holding the red purse. She didn't have it before. Then it came back, this was her past. Chuck was not in her past
‘We are almost there’ he said
She saw the red warehouse.  Was she in a dream. She had to wake up before he took her in there. There was evil there.
She began to struggle ‘Let me go! What do you want! He only laughed harder. And then the car door suddenly opened and she leaped out. Before she could fall on the ground, dreading the impact and the very painful rolling it would involve, she woke up in her bed.

Helen sat up in her bed, holding her head as if to wade off the heavy headache, fever and equally heavy breathing. The nightmare was not new, ever since she woke in the middle of a strange street beaten to the half inch of her life and no memory; she had always had this reoccurring nightmare. But this time the nightmare was a bit different, there was the red purse! Her red purse, it was the only item she had with her on the street that fateful day. It could mean something. It could be a connection to her past. It could help her remember.
She jumped off the bed to look for it. It wasn’t where it was supposed to be.
No! No! No! She couldn’t lose it no! It was the only connection to her past. Then she remembered Chuck. She left it the last and only time she was with Chuck, in his car. Then the dream began to make a bit of sense to her. She needed the purse back. Chuck said she should come and get it herself.
She slowly sat down on her bed.
That she would very well do. She promised.


Okay people hope you enjoyed this. Let me know what you think and what you expect.

Love
Chioma

D 1st chapter of EVERY WAKING MOMENT, sequel to when the heart knows will be posted tmr morning @http://amberromanx.blogspot.com/?m=0

Hi readers, the lady who sent this story has asked me to repost it because according to her, her problem is not solved yet. Plz readers let's give her our honest and candid advice.




Hi readers!
I am an ardent fan of when the heart knows! Big kudos to the writer and I love this new idea of hungry hearts

The truth is that right now I am feeling very murderous. If this man calls me again to cry love I swear I will kill him.
My story maybe funny to u but it isn't to me.
I have five friends n we have been friends from primary school, secondary school. We did different university but our bond is strong. The problem is that I am the only unmarried one. Every minute one of my friends is match making me with a guy.
But one day Joy one of the five, showed me a picture of a guy. Joy's husband works in chevron, so the company has just employed a new guy as his boss, an expatriate. Except that this new boss is Nigerian but born and bred in America.
When I saw the picture of the guy I felt I have seen my dream man. He is single and searching.
Fortunately Joy and her husband are hosting him that weekend. The plan was I would come and they will introduce us.
I went shopping for the most brilliant dress, not to showy, not desperate but nice, elegant and simple. I had my hair done, facial and all the rest.
The day came and I was early to help my friend prepare. Me and my friends devised plans on how to get him to the chapel in three months as we prepared the food.
Ten minutes into the party the guy came but he was not alone. He came as my friend quickly explained with his best friend since childhood. But his friend came back to Nigeria some five years and is doing well for himself and bla bla bla. I wasn't listening I only had eyes for my dream man
My friend and her husband began the introduction since his plus one friend was on my left. I had to shake him first. And he said, hi you are pretty, may I have your number.
Readers that was it o! My dream man concluded that his best friend is interested in me and hands off for him. Which kain witch be this. Like joke like joke, his short pot bellied friend pour sand for my garri.
Some time during the party, I had another opportunity to talk to him. When he started telling me how his friend couldn't stop talking about me. I told him straight on that I wasn't interested in his friend. I told him I was actually looking for to seeing him having seen his picture in my friend's phone. He laughed and said my friend saw you first

Since I am a banker, me and friends deviced another plan. I was to market him. He told me he was a little attracted to me, it would have grown if his friend is not in love with me. He told me they have been friends since childhood and he will not allow a woman to come between them no matter how much he wants the woman.
So he wants me hmm! I don't care about his friend. I love him and I need a way to convince him that he should follow his heart and not friendship
Plz readers I need advice before I murder his love sick friend.

I am excited to announce that the sequel WHEN THE HEART KNOWS, The first chapter of Helen and Chuck story will be posted next week. Will give date and time this weekend.

LIFESTYLE

10 food items found in Nigeria that helps weight loss.


Many people are trying to lose weight and they have tried different diet plans, different gyms and exercises, but nothing is working. Some are thinking of giving up. Some have accepted they are meant to be fat.
The best way to achieve a flat stomach or weight loss is through a healthy diet with very low calorie  and plenty of exercise. But if you want a faster result, try these ten water retention reliever, metabolism booster that keeps you feeling fuller for longer and helps you control cravings food.

#1: Apple
An apple a day can keep weight gain at bay.  Plus, the antioxidants in apples may help prevent metabolic syndrome, a condition marked by excess belly fat

#2: Egg
Eat eggs, yolks and all. contrary to what people think, it won't harm your heart, but they can help you trim inches.

#3: Oats
All oats are good but if they are  minimally processed, they have up to 5 grams of fiber per serving, making them the most filling choice.

#4: Beans
Each grain of bean is packed with nutrients, including protein and fibre, are low in calories but full of slow-release energy making you feel fuller, while the high protein content will help firm up your muscles and keep you toned.

#5: Garlic
Bad breath I get it but each clove of garlic is packed not just with toxin-battling antioxidants, but also a naturally occurring chemical called allicin. When digested, allicin reacts with the blood to create a product capable of killing off many harmful bacteria and viruses that your body may be harbouring – including in the digestive tract. A healthy gut it essential for achieve a flatter tummy to avoid bad breath, – you can put it in water and leave it for a day or two and drink or you put it in your food 4-2 mins before the food is done

#6: Ginger
This spicy root has been used for centuries as a digestive aid, because it possesses anti-inflammatory, anti-nausea and antioxidant properties. It also contains an enzyme called zingibain, which helps digest proteins.

#7: Brown Rice/ ofada
Mostly when we are on diet we run away from carbohydrates for obvious reasons but If you’re looking to loose weight, flatten and tone your belly, you should eat a complex carbohydrate that is rich in muscle-strengthening protein and vitamins, like brown rice or ofada, It’s better than white rice, because it contains a rich supply of energizing B vitamins, which could help you burn calories faster.

#8: Peanuts
Peanuts or ground nuts  is seen as taboo when we are on diet but eating a small handful of peanuts as a snack in between meals could stop you from over eating or from eating other fattening snacks. It also gives you the protein you need to carve a lean, flat stomach. Peanuts are rich in omega 3 fatty acids and fibre, as well as skin-conditioning vitamin E.

#9: Avocado
There is a reason why guacamole exists beyond it being darn tasty! it soothes the digestive system after it is irritated by the heat. Avocado also contains potassium, which helps to regulate fluid balance, as well as magnesium, which prevents constipation.

#10: Mackerel
Eating plenty of oily fish or titus as we commonly call it here is a good idea if you want to tone up your tummy, because it is high in protein and low in ‘bad’ or saturated animal fats. It is also a rich source of omega 3 and 6 fatty acids, which are crucial to proper brain function. Slimmer AND smarter? Sounds good to us…

#11: Lemons
A well-known detoxifier, it’s a great natural weapon against water retention and could help you achieve a flatter stomach.

OK ladies, we have all sworn to a slimmer us this year. You know what, we can do it. Go get it with this 11 foods.

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5 WAYS TO TELL HE IS CHEATING
Suspect your partner of cheating? And can't seem to confirm or catch him?
Here are 5 simple way to tell.

1. He suddenly begins to hide his phone from you or subtly or playfully takes it from you whenever you are with it. Or he deletes some messages before letting you use it. That is a definite sign he is cheating.
2. Has he recently started leaving the room to answer some calls or do you see him at some hidden corners, bathrooms etc taking a call which he stylishly cuts when he sees you and if you ask he would answer, no one important? Then he is seriously hiding something and babe that is a signal he is cheating

3. How does he act when you visit unannounced. Fidgety, nervous, quickly decides you should hang out anything to leave the house or the great give away anger? Does he only ask you to come around at a certain time, won't pick or reply text until a certain time. Ask you to call only one of his numbers. These are also signs of a between-the-sheets betrayal. For some reason, they do not want you at their home at certain times, and they do not want to call you  at some certain time because he is hiding his other girl

4. Does he do quick clean up of his car before he lets you in. You know stylishly picking up debris and stuffing stuff in the pigeon hole and back seat. Does he do quick clean up of the house when you arrive suddenly. You know kiss you, talk excessively. Turns you away from some certain areas of the house maybe with kisses. Wants to get down immediately but you can tell he is nervous and distracted? Babe it's time to wise up, your man is cheating.
5. Is he constantly putting some girl down. Saying awful things about her. Condemn stuffs about the girl but yet can't stop talking about her even if it is in the negative? That is because he can't stop thinking about her. From the abundance of the heart the mouth speakest. He might even say the girl is after him or wants him or made a pass, he wants you to think the girl is undesirable but the fact is he can't wait to get down and dirty with her. girlfriend fire his cheating ass before he dumps you for miss Undesirable!

Thanks friends and happy new year! For those who wished me happy bday I am so grateful. U added color to my day. Those who didn't I understand u weren't aware. Thanks all the same.

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Chioma.

HUNGRY HEARTS

Hello everyone
Happy new year and happy bday Chioma though I have already wished you one on Facebook but may our Lord bless you with many more years.

I have a very serious problem that requires urgent treatment so readers help me.

About 5 years ago I had two abortions. The second I was a bit too far gone. In my 20 weeks because I didn't find on time that I was pregnant. So after wards I had to deal with breast milk like I was nursing. I battled that for 8 weeks before I got some tablets to dry the milk.

The terrible thing is that after this battle I noticed a difference in my breast. My left breast went flat while the other one remained firm.

For five years I have lived with this deformity in shame. For five years I have not dated because I have become ashamed of my body. I have tried all exercise, breast firming n lifting creams nothing is working. Because I could not date or let any man touch me, I became a born again. So I had the perfect excuse to say no to guys. But a young pastor is interested in me. I tried all I could to rebuff, still he remained, I even told him no sex before marriage he agreed. We have been dating for a while now.  If he wonders while I would not let him touch me even slightly, I don't know for he has not complained.
Now he is talking marriage. I want to get married but I need to correct my deformity before then.

Nothing is working and I don't have money for surgery.