Datte Bayo

Seoliro is an ancient tale, a teaching about the path of the first Humans, who left an indelible mark in history with their search for truth and the meaning of life. Two brothers, Bayos and Anfar, set out on a quest for truth, overcoming unprecedented dangers, spiritual trials, and facing the most profound questions of existence. Who are we? Where does our path lead? Their journey becomes a legend, reflecting deep lessons on hope, sacrifice, and unwavering faith in one's purpose. This story is about how, even in the face of fear, darkness, and death, one can find light and create their own meaning in life, leaving a piece of oneself in this world.

Bayo and Kunle two brothers searching for food, shelter and greener pasture in the bløødy bad lands of Nigeria are encountered by a swarm of hungry zombies. Will they survive or will they die? This is the story about a group of survivors of a mass extinction, a zombie apocalypse. The story tells the tale of how far people will go to protect what they love from the bløødthirsty zombies, a story of friendship during crisis, love, betrayal, brotherhood and survival. Well this book series has a long way to go and it's just starting. Join me on this journey as we explore the world of Nigerian Zombies together. Interesting story arcs and well written characters are coming ahead. This is just the beginning.

Once upon a time in the village called Makani a poor and a Rich boy They leave happyly One the Rich invite all the girls and boys in their house to have dinner with him,he make different type of meals to keep them enjoy the poor boy was motivited then ask the public to came have same dinner the next day in their house also .the the poor boy tell he's family to cook for them,wen the mother of the poor boy no one eating it because the bitterness of the food He's friend riche boy was angry The poor late came and tell he's mother to keep that food then travel to the city to find money 5 year later he came back very rich ask he's parents where is my food they it's here but food was rutten my cockroach,horms, and many types of insects he now go to the nearest market to buy a lot of milk,honey,and a lot of datte fruit from Mecca then ask them to pound them together,after was very pounded that you couldn't see any insects he ask them to put it in the milk and honey then mixed it very.wen he's friends cames to welcome it he now bring it for them to drink .If any take a spoon no even want to give he's next they almost fight,after the Rich boy said I have never tasted something sweet like in my life upon the wealth we have tell did you bring it from the city?the poor reply no it's the same food you dined five year a goe

Is the American Dream just an illusion? Bayo, an outsider with a sharp mind, is thrust into the complex reality of American life. Here, ideals clash with harsh realities, and survival hinges on navigating a world of power struggles and hidden agendas. Bayo's perspective challenges the status quo, forcing him to confront societal injustices and question the very essence of the American Dream. Will his fight for eternal freedom shield him or lead him down a dangerous path? =================== Disclaimer This story is a blend of history and imagination. While I've approached the time period of 1947-1950s with respect, I've also taken creative liberties to craft a compelling narrative. Names, actions, and even some cultural references are fictionalized for storytelling purposes. Think of it as a tribute to Yoruba culture, not a strict historical account. My aim is to spark interest and understanding, not mislead.

Joy Mason hates Christmas. But she hates her exes more than Christmas. Well, what happens when you put those two things together. You get her ex's coming back home for Christmas. All getting stuck in the same house rental. Fuck her life. All her ex's the ones that broke her and the ones that she broke. Even the one she still loves. What will she do, when she finds out they all know each other somehow? Well, you'll just have to read.

Entry for Webnovel Spirity Awards _______ 21 Ascenders were chosen. Each with the utmost goal of attaining perfection. With the mindset of becoming the perfection He planned for. A young boy from Earth finds himself in another realm, strange voice in his head and so his adventure begins. ——— I didn’t choose this life. No, I’m supposed to be dead. Somehow, under bizarre circumstances, I find myself in Heaven. No, not the Christian biblical heaven or the Islam Paradise. No, I find myself in Orun,(Yoruba word for heaven) and it’s 7 worlds. In this place, the weak is chaff before the strong. And true strength can only be attained through pushing ones limit. In this 7 heavens, Nothing is impossible. Dragons, Masquerades, Vampires, Drakons and yes, Irunmoles exist. What I find about myself is that I am a sort of contingency plan, to carry out the legacy of The Mad Prime. He who was once an Angel but died an Arch Demon. The Fallen Legacy Of a Genius Being and by the Gods, his Legacy shall by me, Fall or Rise. I am Bayo, I am the Number One, FirstBorn Of my siblings and we have one mandate... ASCEND Through the 7 heavens and establish a new order, for our Patron, Trixius The Great! ——————————- Cover image is Google sourced. Entry for Webnovel Spirity Awards Please RATE, COMMENT, VOTE. Inspires me much. Update schedule is 2 Chapters Daily. —————————-

After his dream had come true, he found himself in love with a girl in the pub after his mother had warned him against falling in love with any girl from a pub. At the long run, Bayo discovers the one he had fallen in love with was a goddess whose mission had been to destroy his life. Now, he was addicted to her and couldn't let go of her.

Santa Claws is a Nigerian horror story about a young guy, Bayo who unfortunately finds himself in a scene he was not supposed to be. He is hunted by a popular killer in Lagos known as 'Santa Claws'. Can he save himself, his sister and friends from the mess he got himself into?

They met by chance, from different parts of d country haleema is a shy girl from the northern part of the country. never loved never kissed if u know what I mean. pulled out by her friend Kenny. bayo is a perpetual heartbreaker a "Yoruba demon" who doesn't believe in love and enjoys d fast life. they meet and the most romantic of all romance ensues between them.

My name is Katherine Adebowale. I am the only female child of my parents Mr Bayo & Mrs Joke Adebowale. And a sister to 5 Big Brothers, only one of my brothers left not married - the 5th Child. He is in Italy studying. All the others married,with children. I missed them so much. My mom and I go on a round of visits every year. Vancouver, Wales,Scotland and Manchester. I turned 18 two months ago. I am what you might describe as "Tall" with a long black hair,very fair skin and plump lips. I am unbelievably shy. Everyone makes me nervous actually. I'd so adore being the cool sort. I can say I'm very reserved. And once I get to know someone and we become close all of sudden I am entirely different. Confident and very capable. My mom own several boutiques in Lagos. My father is a Businessman. They are very busy people. They both travelled a lot. When I was 12,I left home for the boarding school since no one was around to look after me. I attended the Girls College in Abuja. My mom is very funny,kind and generous. My dad is kind and nice but not funny. I loved my parents,no doubt about that. But I was particularly close to my Mom. She was the only true friend I had even though she wasn't always around. But she came around on my birthdays and whenever she was less busy at work. My Father hardly remembered birthdays,including his own. However, Mummy would never forget. I remembered mom fought with him when she found out he didn't send me a present when I turned 16. He apologized and made things up to me. When I turned 18,dad sent me greeting card and gave me a Teddy bear when I came home. Whenever mom was around, she always made me feel I could discuss anything with her. My dad could be strict on some things. I recalled on my 17th birthday,mom gave me a cellphone as a gift but dad didn't let me use it. He said I was too small to use a cellphone. I had cried that year but there was nothing I could do because his mind was made up.