Pexels "Do you love me?" He looked up at her, he had been fiddling with his keys, slowing twisting the head of the Yoda figure on the ring, the paint had already turned a mottled green in certain

This is Week 37 of the FreeGiveaway, week 36 had just two entries as a result 5SBD will be shared between these users. Newbies fostering is a priority for us @steem-lagos, hence we will continue to do

"Innocent as a Dove" he laughed as he remembered the words Tracy had told him the night before... Now she laid on his bed, stark naked, fast asleep and unaware of her surroundings. They had met

It was a night in 1995, the place was mum's kitchen that detached from the main house. The one that housed the family hens and cocks, who wandered in the open till it was dusk when they returned. The Butterfly

Hello Steemains here is the 21st week @steem-lagos weekly giveaway winner announcement. This week, we want to put a twist to it and spread the love once more therefore the week bounty was increased to

Photo Credit:Pexels “It happened last night. It happened last night. It happened last night. It...” The words writhed and slithered and dragged their fetid claws on the walls of my head. They pushed, they

Good afternoon all, here is the 20th week @steem-lagos weekly giveaway winner announcement. This week, the winner is @agbona with 200 votes from the post Concussion – The True Story and Neurological Impacts.

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Pexels.com “He loves me not” “He... he loves me” “He loves me not” As the last leaf fell, so did her heart. It was time. She slid the tape into her old fashioned radio, and Mozart’s Requiem wove its sombre

Steemit has been mostly marketed to people as a social media platform that pays people to post and curate content, we at Bluewaves believe that this predominant description does not fully describe what

With lips as soft as the smoothest silk, With hair to rival the night sky. With eyes that peirce the most honest of hearts, With skin like porcelain. I would weep oceans of salt & sandalwood, I would

Like a snare of the wicked @bittrec lurks in the dark waiting to steal from you. And steal they did, from me: 110 hard-earned STEEM. It hurts, considering that the funds were meant to serve a big need

Congratulations! You’ve just stumbled onto a potentially life-changing post! We are The Unmentionables. We know Steemit can be an intimidating place to be, and we’re here to change that FOR YOU! We’ve

To qualify for this weeks 5 SBD Bounty, drop your best post link for last week(not older than two days as at your time of entering this Weekly Giveaway) and you could be the winner come next Saturday!

Who are you?.... Normally, when I hear this question I would begin with my name. But not now, not today. Posting this was kinda hard, but here it is! I had no idea what to draw for this post because I

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With this announcement post we draw the curtains on the fifth edition of Sankofa Creative Competition. The last week we had a record seven (7) entries. In a style now reminiscent of @madmaxfury, who is

This is a true story.... ANIMAL RIGHTS The morning was quiet. Too quiet. The nza birds had not awoken from their deep slumber and the pigeons had not started their salutations to the sun. It was that hour

Once upon a time there lived a wise man by the name of Mamad. He never lied. All the people in the land, even the ones who lived twenty days away, knew about him. The king heard about Mamad and ordered

Pexels Jimoh has changed. This angry, irritable man wasn’t the man I promised to stand beside, in sickness and in health, till death do us part. This Jimoh was something else, he doesn’t look me in the