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12/02/2025

“I wanna perform their favourite song but you know they love to sue”

I am so biased since Kendrick, Wayne and Eminem are my mood stabilizers and hypers.

Samuel Jackson’s side notes just kept me laughing like crazy, it’s not even funny but knowing it’s exactly what has been said about Kendrick for a while and seeing him totally “not” giving a sh$t about it all, makes it so much sweeter.

Peekaboo, All the stars and that Serena Cameo (Drake’s Ex), flawlesssssss !!!

Hearing humble completed it all for me. I wish he had done “freedom” but with such a performance, I really don’t have anything to complain about.

I have watched it like 4times now and I can’t stop dancing. If I could cry, I would.

I’m having a total fan gal moment. 😈😈

11/02/2025

Welcome to Sierra Leone where, when they found a drug in your compound is yours and you will be apprehend for it, but when they found crude oil it below to the government.

18/10/2024

18/10/2024

This is my friend and emerging superstar citizen of the world from Sierra Leone, Tejan Abass This boy is working hard, has some true spirit, let’s cheer for him as he works and contributes to the wonderful efforts of me and his family

I would like to help him find some pro sponsorship, if you have any connections to a possible sponsorship deal, possibly also in support of me and the family's efforts please let me know!

My name is called SAM SWARRAY and the family's of the boy is Tejan Abass from kenema city the Eastern part of Sierra Leone.

“As a successful self-sustaining and capacity building development boy, Tejan Abass and family gives people in kenema city and Sierra Leone a crucial tool to improve their lives by offering access to affordable and sustainable means for children to have fun”

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04/10/2024

The director behind this movie, "First Lady," deserves some respect.

This movie is anticipated to be one of the biggest blockbusters in Africa, particularly in Sierra Leone.

The cast are very energetic in showcasing their skills, enabling the movie to meet some of the requirements of movie standardization.

The costumes and locations used deeply align with the theme of the movie.

The diction used by the cast is simple, straightforward, understandable, and aligns correctly with the movie's standards.

The story is an allegory, portraying the wife of the President, known as the First Lady, who is ready to sacrifice all that is required to make her country a paradise on Earth.

In this process, she faces a lot of challenges from both internal and external forces who are against the sweet dreams of the First Lady.

Netizens and socialites, we kindly advise you to prepare yourselves for this blockbuster, as it's meant to showcase what a true patriot and nationalist is ready to do to defend and preserve their country in the face of adversity.

It will be launched on November 16 at the Prestigious Hotel-510 in Freetown.

You can kindly contact Director Sow 001 for tickets and book a seat to watch greatness.

Credit Blog for Fantacee Wiz for more.

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10/09/2024

Thanks for being a top engager and making it on to my weekly engagement list! 🎉 Mariama Thullay, Brima Bundor, Mariama Lansana

06/09/2024

UNDER HER (Chapter 12)

A week later, Miracle was finally discharged from the hospital, and Lucky was overjoyed to see her settled back into her own home. He had visited Mrs. Linda as usual, and she had promised him that she would start setting up the business for him by next week.

Lucky couldn't wait to share the news with Miracle. He arrived at her house, beaming with excitement.

"Hey, babe! Guess what?" Lucky exclaimed, barely containing his enthusiasm.

Miracle looked up from her book, a curious expression on her face. "What is it, Lucky? You look like you're bursting with news."

Lucky took a deep breath, hardly able to believe it himself. "My aunty said she's going to set up my business by next week"

Miracle's eyes widened in surprise, and then a huge smile spread across her face. "Oh my god, Lucky! That's amazing! Congratulations!"

Lucky grinned, feeling like he was walking on air. "Thanks, Miracle! I'm so happy. I can't believe it's finally happening."

Miracle set aside her book and pulled Lucky into a tight hug. "I'm so proud of you, Lucky. You deserve this. You've worked so hard for it."

Lucky hugged her back, feeling grateful for her support. "Thanks, Miracle. I couldn't have done it without you. You've been my rock through all this."

As they pulled back, Miracle's eyes sparkled with excitement. "So, what kind of business is it going to be? Have you decided yet?"

Lucky shrugged, still grinning. "Not yet, but my aunty said she has some ideas, maybe restaurant or something else. She's going to take care of everything, so I don't have to worry about a thing."

Miracle nodded, looking impressed. "Wow, Lucky, you're really lucky to have her as a relatives. She sounds amazing."

Lucky nodded in agreement. "She is, Miracle. She's the best thing that's happened to me."

As they continued talking, Lucky couldn't help but feel grateful for the turn his life had taken. He knew he still had a long way to go, but with Miracle by his side and Mrs. Linda's steady crediting, he felt like he could conquer the world.

Hours later after lucky had left miracle's house.

On phone call...

Mrs. Linda's voice was weak and shaky on the phone. "Lucky, I need your help. I'm not feeling well."

Lucky's heart skipped a beat as he heard the distress in her voice. "What's wrong, Linda? What's happening?"

Mrs. Linda coughed, her voice strained. "I think I need some medication. Can you come over and help me get some?"

Lucky didn't hesitate. "Of course, Linda. I'll be right there."

Mrs. Linda's voice was laced with gratitude. "Thank you, Lucky. I don't know what I'd do without you."

Lucky felt a pang of concern as he quickly got dressed and rushed out the door. "Don't worry, Linda. I'll be there soon."

As he drove to Mrs. Linda's house, Lucky couldn't help but wonder what was wrong with her. She had always been so strong and capable, and it was unnerving to see her vulnerable like this.

When he arrived at her house, Linda was waiting for him at the door, looking pale and clammy. "Thank you, Lucky. I really appreciate it."

Lucky helped her into the car and drove her to the pharmacy, his mind racing with worst-case scenarios. What if she was seriously ill? What if he couldn't help her?

But for now, he pushed those thoughts aside and focused on getting her the help she needed. As they waited in line at the pharmacy, Mrs. Linda leaned on him, her weight heavy on his arm.

"Thank you, Lucky," she whispered again, her eyes closed. "I don't know what I'd do without you."

Lucky felt a surge of protectiveness towards her. He would do anything to help her, to make her feel better.

After they bought drúgs, Lucky helped her settle in and made sure she took her medicine. He stayed with her until nighttime, chatting and watching TV together.

Meanwhile, Miracle decided to surprise Lucky with a visit, but when she arrived at his house, he wasn't there. She called him repeatedly, but Lucky continued to busy her calls.

Mrs. Linda noticed his phone ringing and raised an eyebrow. "Aren't you going to answer that, Lucky?"

Lucky shook his head, trying to play it cool. "No, it's just my sister. She can wait."

Mrs. Linda smiled knowingly. "Your sister, huh? You must be very close to her, aren't you?"

Lucky nodded, feeling a pang of guilt. He had always told Mrs. Linda that Miracle was his sister, not wanting to reveal the truth about their relationship.

Meanwhile, Miracle continued to call Lucky, but he refused to answer. She left multiple voicemails, each one sounding more worried and confused.

"Hey, Lucky, where are you? I came to visit you, but you're not home. Call me back as soon as you can. I'm starting to get worried."

Lucky listened to the voicemails later, feeling a mix of emotions. He knew he had to talk to Miracle eventually, but he didn't know how to explain his situation.

As the night wore on, Lucky stayed with Mrs. Linda, trying to push aside his feelings of guilt and unease.

To be continued.

05/09/2024

UNDER HER (Chapter 11)

In the morning...

As Lucky was getting ready to leave, Mrs. Linda walked up to him, a sly smile on her face.

"Hey, Lucky. I hope you had a good time last night," she said, her voice hûsky.

Lucky nodded, feeling a sense of unease. "Yeah, I did. Thanks for everything, Linda."

Mrs. Linda chuckled. "Oh, it's not over yet, Lucky. I've got a little surprise for you."

She pulled out her phone and sent him a text. Lucky's eyes widened as he saw the notification.

"300 thousand? Linda, what's this for?"

Mrs. Linda shrugged. "Just a little something to show my appreciation. But there's more where that came from, Lucky. If you continue to be good to me, I'll open a business for you.

Lucky's eyes nearly popped out of his head. "A business? What kind of business?"

Mrs. Linda smiled. "Oh, I don't know. Maybe a club or a restaurant. Something that will make you rich and successful."

Lucky felt like he was dreaming. "Linda, I don't know what to say. This is too much."

Mrs. Linda waved her hand dismissively. "Don't say anything, Lucky. Just promise me you'll continue to take care of me, and I'll take care of you."

Lucky nodded eagerly, feeling like he was selling his soul. "I promise, Linda. I'll do anything for you."

Mrs. Linda smiled, satisfied. "Good boy, Lucky. I knew I could count on you."

As Lucky left Mrs. Linda's house, he felt like he was walking on cloud nine. He had never felt so alive, so powerful.

As Lucky made his way to the hospital, he couldn't shake off thoughts of Mrs. Linda. He kept wondering how one woman could be so wealthy, so extravagant. He thought about the 300 thousand she had sent him, and how she had promised to open a business for him if he continued to please her.

"That woman is something else," Lucky thought to himself. "She spends money like it's nothing to her. I've never seen anyone like her before."

He couldn't help but feel a sense of awe at Mrs. Linda's wealth and power. He had never met anyone like her before, and he wasn't sure if he ever would again.

As he approached the hospital, Lucky's thoughts turned to Miracle. He wondered what he would tell her, how he would explain the sudden influx of money.

"Should I tell her the truth?" Lucky thought to himself. "Or should I come up with some excuse, some lie to explain where the money came from?"

Lucky didn't know what to do. He knew that Miracle would be suspicious, would ask questions. And he didn't know if he was ready to answer them.

"Maybe I'll just tell her I got a loan," Lucky thought. "Or maybe I'll say I won the money. Yeah, that's it. I'll say I won the money in a contest or something."

But deep down, Lucky knew that Miracle wouldn't believe him. She would see right through his lies, and she would demand the truth.

As he entered the hospital, Lucky's heart was racing. He didn't know what to expect, didn't know what Miracle would say or do. All he knew was that he had to be honest with her, had to tell her the truth no matter how difficult it might be.
As Lucky entered the hospital room, he was immediately struck by Miracle's bright smile. She looked radiant, despite being stuck in a hospital bed.

"Hey, babe!" Lucky exclaimed, walking over to her side. "How are you doing today?"

Miracle's smile grew wider. "I'm doing great, thanks for asking. I'm so happy to see you!"

Lucky leaned over and kissed her forehead. "I'm happy to see you too, Miracle. I brought you some food, your favorite."

Miracle's eyes lit up as Lucky handed her the bag. "Thank you, Lucky! You're the best."

As Miracle dug into the food, Lucky sat down beside her, trying to think of what to say. He had planned to tell her about the money, about Mrs. Linda and her extravagant gifts. But now, looking at Miracle's happy face, he changed his mind.

"Hey, Miracle?" Lucky said, trying to sound casual. "My aunty said she's going to open a business for me."

Miracle's eyes widened in excitement. "That's amazing, Lucky! What kind of business?"

Lucky shrugged, trying to play it cool. "I don't know yet, but she said it's going to be big. She's going to make me rich."

Miracle squealed with delight. "Oh my god, Lucky! That's incredible! You must be so happy!"

Lucky nodded, feeling a pang of guilt for lying to her. But he couldn't bring himself to tell her the truth, not now, not when she was so happy.

"Yeah, I'm really happy, Miracle," Lucky said, trying to sound sincere. "I'm going to be set for life."

Miracle grinned, taking another bite of her food. "I'm so proud of you, Lucky. You deserve it."

As they continued talking. He knew he had lied to Miracle, and he didn't know how long he could keep up the charade.

To be continued...

05/09/2024

UNDER HER (Chapter 10)

Mrs. Linda's expression turned desperate. "Lucky, please. Just øne more time. I'll do anything."

Lucky shook his head, feeling firm. "Linda, I told you I'm tired. I can't dø it again."

Mrs. Linda's voice turned whiny. "But why not? You're not even trying. You're just giving up on me."

Lucky sighed, feeling frustrated. "Linda, I'm not giving up on you. I'm just physicàlly exhausted. Can't you see that?"

Mrs. Linda's eyes narrowed. "I don't care about your physícal exhaustion. I care about my pléasure. And I wånt it now."

Lucky shook his head again. "Linda, I'm not going to do it. I'm serious."

Mrs. Linda's expression turned cold. "Fine. If you won't do it, then don't expect me to give you any money tomorrow when you leave."

Lucky's eyes widened in surprise. "What do you mean? You promised me you'd give me some money to help me out."

Mrs. Linda shrugged. "I know I did. But that was before you refúsed me. Now, you'll have to earn it."

Lucky felt a surge of anger. "That's not fair, Linda. You're blackmáiling me."

Mrs. Linda smiled, her eyes glinting with triumph. "Call it what you want, Lucky. But I'm not giving you any money unless you dô what I wånt."

Lucky hesitated, feeling trapped. He knew he couldn't give in to her demands, but he also needed the money.

Lucky thought for a while, weighing his options. He knew he needed the money, but he also didn't want to give in to Mrs. Linda's demands. However, his stomach was growling, and he was exhausted. He decided to compromise.

"Okay, fine," he said finally. "I'll dô it. But I need to eat something first. I'm exhausted."

Mrs. Linda's face lit up with a smile. "That's not a problem, Lucky. I'll get you something to eat."

She stood up and walked to the kitchen, returning with a plate of food. Lucky's eyes widened as he saw the spread before him.

"Wow, Linda. You didn't have to do that."

Mrs. Linda shrugged. "I want to make sure you're well taken care of, Lucky. Now eat up."

Lucky dug in, savoring the taste of the food. He was starving, and the food hit the spot.

"Thank you, Linda. This is really good."

Mrs. Linda smiled, watching him eat. "I'm glad you like it, Lucky. Now, once you're done, we'll get stárted."

Lucky nodded, feeling a sense of trepidation. He knew what he had to do, and he wasn't looking forward to it.

"I'll be right there, Linda. Just give me a minute."

Mrs. Linda nodded, her eyes glinting with anticipation. "Take your time, Lucky. I'll be waiting."

As Lucky finished his food, he felt a sense of resignátion. He knew he had to do this, but he didn't wánt to.

Mrs. Linda smiled mischievously. "Want a drink, Lucky? It'll help you get in the môod."

Lucky nodded, feeling a sense of resignation. "Yeah, sure. Why not?"

Mrs. Linda got up and went to the kitchen, returning with two glasses and a bottle of liquor. She poured them each a shot and handed one to Lucky.

"Here, drink up," she said, clinking her glass against his.

Lucky downed the shot, feeling the liquor burn his throat. Mrs. Linda did the same, and they both sat back, sipping their drinks.

"Ah, that hits the spot," Mrs. Linda said, closing her eyes.

Lucky nodded, feeling the liquor take effect. "Yeah, it does."

As they drank, Mrs. Linda started to get flirtatious. "You know, Lucky, you're really cute when you're drunk."

Lucky laughed, feeling his inhibitions fade away. "Thanks, Linda. You're not so bad yourself."

Mrs. Linda giggled, pouring them another shot. "I try my best. Now, come on, let's get this pårty started."

As they continued drinking, their conversation became more and more slúrred.

"I'm so glad we're doing this, Lucky," Mrs. Linda said, her voice barely above a whisper.

Lucky nodded, his eyes half-closed. "Me too, Linda. Me too."

Mrs. Linda leaned in close, her brèath høt agaïnst his eár. "I want yôu so båd, Lucky. Right nôw."

Lucky's eyes snapped open, and he looked at her, his vision blurry. "Yeah, okay. Let's dô it."

And with that, they both stúmbled off to the béd, arms around eách othér, ready to continue their nïght of påssion.

To be continued..

04/09/2024

UNDER HER (Chapter 9)

As Lucky approached her, Mrs. Linda could still see the remorse in his eyes. She held out her arms and he walked into them, feeling a sense of relief wash over him.

"I'm so sorry, Linda," he whispered, his head búried in her shoulder.

Mrs. Linda stroked his hair, her touch gentle. "I know you are, Lucky. And I forgive you. But don't do it again, okay? I don't want to have to get angry with you."

Lucky nodded, feeling a sense of gratitude. "I won't, Linda. I promise."

Mrs. Linda pulled back and looked at him, her eyes searching. "Good. Now, I hope you know what to do to make me happy."

Lucky hesitated, unsure of what to say. "I...uh...I'll do whatever you want, Linda."

Mrs. Linda smiled, her eyes glinting with amusement. "Oh, Lucky. You're so eager to please. I like that about you."

She leaned in close, her voice taking on a husky tone. "But let me tell you what I want. I want you to be mine, completely. No more questions, no more doubts. Just us, together."

Lucky felt a shiver run down his spine as he realized what she was asking for. He knew he had to make a choice, and he knew what he had to do.

"I'm yours, Linda," he whispered, feeling a sense of surrender. "Completely."

Mrs. Linda's smile grew wider, her eyes flashing with triumph. "Good, Lucky. I knew you'd see it my way."

She púlled him close again, her àrms wràpping around him like a vice. Lucky knew he was trapped, but he didn't care. He was willing to do whatever it took to keep her happy.

Mrs. nda's voice was húsky as she whispered in his ear, "Make me happy now, Lucky. Shøw me what you can dø."

Lucky's hands trèmbled as he started to toúch her bôdy, his fingers tråcing the cúrves of her skín. Mrs. Linda's eyes clósed, a sigh escàping her líps.

"Oh, Lucky. That féels so good. Don't støp."

Lucky's heart raced as he continued to toúch hér, his hánds moving with a mind of théir own. Mrs. Linda's words encouraged him, her voice growing naúghtier by the minute.

"Toúch me here, Lucky. Yes, just líke that. Oh, you're so goód at this."

Lucky's face búrned with desíre, his bødy responding to her wørds. He knew he was crøssing a líne, but he côuldn't stôp now.

"Mrs. Linda, I...uh...I don't know if I should be dœing this," he stammered, his hånds hesítating.

Mrs. Linda's eyes snapped open, her gaze piercing. "Don't støp now, Lucky. I'm just gétting stãrted. And call me Linda, not Mrs. Linda. We're past that now."

Lucky nodded, his hands møving again. Linda's words grew naúghtier, her bødy respónding to his tøuch.

"Yes, Lucky. Just like that. You're so gøod at this. I can't get enøugh of yøu."

As they continued, Lucky knew he was in tōo déep. But he côuldn't stop now. He was trapped in Linda's web of desíre, and he didn't know how to escape.
After they made løve, Lucky thought they were done for the night. But within 10 minutes, Mrs. Linda was already åsking for more.

"Lucky, I wánt ít again," she said, her voice húsky with desíre.

Lucky was taken aback. "Linda, we just finished. Can't it wait?"

Mrs. Linda pouted, her líps curling downward. "No, it can't wait. I wãnt it nøw."

Lucky shook his head, feeling exhausted. "Linda, we've bèen at it for the pást hour. I'm tired. Can't we just rést for a bít?"

Mrs. Linda's expression turned pleading. "Please, Lucky. Just one móre time. I promise I'll make it wørth your while."

Lucky hesitated, feeling his resolve weakéning. But he knew he couldn't give in. "Linda, I'm serious. I'm tired. My bødy can't take ít."

Mrs. Linda's eyes welled up with tears. "Fine, be that way. But you're missing out on so much plèasure."

Lucky sighed, feeling guilty. "Linda, please understand. I'm not trying to deprïve you of pléasure. I just need some rest."

Mrs. Linda's voice turned whiny. "But why do you need rest? You're young and strøng. You should be able to keep up wïth me."

Lucky rubbed his temples, feeling a headache coming on. "Linda, this isn't about keeping up with yôu. It's about my own physical lïmitations. Please try to understand."

Mrs. Linda's expression túrned súlky, but she knew she couldn't push Lucky any further. "Fine, have it your way. But don't expect me to be satïsfied with just once a níght."

Lucky nodded, feeling relieved. "I'll try to do bètter next time, Linda. I promise." As Mrs. Linda looks at him.

To be continued...

04/09/2024

UNDER HER (Chapter 8)

As they arrived at Linda's house, she smiled at Lucky and said, "Make yourself comfortable, darling. I'll get you a drink."

Lucky nodded, feeling a sense of unease as he sat down on the couch. Linda returned with a glass of wine and handed it to him.

"Here, drink this. You look like you need it," she said, her eyes sparkling with mischief.

Lucky took a sip, feeling the wine warm his chest. Linda sat down beside him, her leg touching his.

"So, darling, I have to say. I'm really glad you're here. I've been thinking about you all day," she said, her voice husky.

Lucky felt a surge of guilt, knowing he was deceiving her. "Linda, I...uh...I'm just happy to be here," he stammered.

Linda laughed, a throaty sound. "Oh, Lucky. You're so shy. But I like that about you. It's cute."

She leaned in close, her breath whispering against his ear. "I have to say, I'm really looking forward to tonight. I have a few surprises planned for you."

Lucky's heart raced as he pulled away, trying to create some distance between them. "Linda, I...uh...I don't know if that's a good idea," he said, trying to sound firm.

Linda pouted, her lips curling downward. "Oh, come on, Lucky. Don't be like that. I promise you'll have fun."

She stood up, her movements graceful. "I'll go start dinner. Why don't you go freshen up? You look like you could use it."

As she walked away, Lucky felt a sense of relief wash over him. He knew he had to get out of there as soon as possible.

"Linda?" he called out, trying to sound casual.

"Yes, darling?" she replied, turning back to him.

"What's for dinner?" he asked, trying to distract himself.

Linda smiled, her eyes glinting with mischief. "Oh, just a little something I whipped up. You'll see."

As she disappeared into the kitchen, Lucky couldn't shake off the feeling of unease.

Minutes later...

Lucky and Linda sat down to eat, the tension between them palpable. Lucky tried to make small talk, asking her about her family.

"So, Linda, do you have any siblings?" he asked, trying to sound casual.

Linda's expression turned cold. "I don't want to discuss that, Lucky. Let's just focus on us, okay?"

Lucky hesitated, but his curiosity got the better of him. "But, Linda, I just want to know more about you. You know everything about me."

Linda's eyes narrowed. "I said I don't want to discuss it, Lucky. Drop it."

Lucky pressed on, despite the warning signs. "But, Linda, what about your husband? You never talk about him."

Linda's face turned red with anger. "How dare you! You have no right to ask me about my husband. Shut up, Lucky, or I'll slap you!"

Lucky recoiled, taken aback by her outburst. "Linda, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to pry."

But Linda was beyond reason. She got up from the table, her chair scraping against the floor. "You have no idea what you're dealing with, Lucky. You're just a foolish little boy playing with fire."

She stormed out of the room, leaving Lucky alone and shaken. He realized too late that he had crossed a line.

Lucky walked into Mrs. Linda's room, his heart racing with anxiety. He saw her sitting on the bed, her face still red with anger.

"Linda, I'm so sorry," he said, approaching her cautiously. "I didn't mean to upset you. I just wanted to know more about you."

Mrs. Linda looked up at him, her eyes flashing with anger. "You want to know more about me? You want to know my secrets?"

Lucky nodded, feeling a sense of trepidation. "Yes, Linda. I want to know everything about you."

Mrs. Linda's expression turned cold. "Well, let me tell you something, Lucky. If you want to continue enjoying my...hospitality, you'll never ask me about my family or husband again. Do you understand?"

Lucky nodded eagerly, feeling a sense of relief. "Yes, Linda. I understand. I'll never ask again."

Mrs. Linda's eyes narrowed. "Good. Because if you do, there will be consequences. And trust me, you don't want that."

Lucky felt a shiver run down his spine as he realized the depth of Mrs. Linda's secrets. He knew he had to tread carefully from now on.

"I promise, Linda. I'll never ask again," he repeated, trying to reassure her.

Mrs. Linda's expression slowly softened, her anger dissipating. "Good. Now, come here and apologize properly."

Lucky hesitated for a moment before walking over to her. He knew what she wanted, and he was willing to give it to her to keep the peace.

Is this part of the risk we take for love?

To be continued.