Ruyi's World of Books & Stories

  Written by  Omoruyi Uwuigiaren If you have Jesus Christ but you lack the will to survive, you are of all men most miserable. If everything you see is defeat, you can never achieve any feat. Draw strength from her misfortune. Amputated at 11. Left alone to fend for herself in a treacherous city like Lagos. You have no excuse if you have hands and feet and still fail. You will be held responsible for everything that happens to you. This is an ordinary woman with an excellent spirit. The leg was off but her spirit was on. She is an example of snatching victory at the jaws of defeat. Work even when the conditions are not right.   Related stories Love Yourself Tough Times Don't Last.  Tough people Do

  Dixie The Puppy Moves to a New Home Written by Karen Magnan Illustrated by Nurudeen Babatunde Obadeyi Eight week old Dixie leaves the home of her doggy mom when she is adopted by her human mom. Will she be happy, cared for, and loved? She is nervous but knows she has to go. Find out if Dixie is happy in her new home. BUY A New Love Written by Gracieta Mayrink Pedro and Jessica are young and passionate and are about to have their lives changed by an unexpected baby, but a tragedy comes to transform the meaning of the word love. From the author of The End of our Story, a tale about overcoming a pain for a new purpose in life. BUY Fine Ending Written By Emem Bassey It's the evening after Mandy and Joe's wedding. Celia is expecting the knock on the door but not the visitor on the stoop. Having courted feelings for Adebayo, who is her intern and younger, Celia held back despite knowing he reciprocated these feelings. When he upped and left before the end of his internship, she ...

 By Omoruyi Uwuigiaren Life is no bed of roses. I dressed up in clean clothes. The blouse was stunning see-through, skirt fits closely around the waist, slightly wider at the bottom and sleek heel shoes. It was elegant, graceful and showing the shape of my body. One last time, I stood before the mirror, checked my face, body and clothes. My narrow hips were powerful and well developed. Everyone has where he or she belongs. Today, I belong to the mountaintop. There was a chair and table beside the large mirror. I sat down on the chair and the table was within my reach. I pulled the drawer, took out my watch and wore it on the right hand. It fitted nicely on the wrist that sticks out. I gently rose to my feet, grabbed my handbag, hung it on the shoulder and walked out of the door. I connected a taxi that took me to where Jimmy asked us to meet. It was a nice place, especially if you are decent and on a mission. My past relationship was taking its toll. I felt used. If I do not disc...

Harry the Cheeky  Prince is one heck of a story! Well written, fast paced and highly entertaining. I was engaged right from the first page. The writer’s colorful descriptions, choice of words and humor were captivating. “It was a town crier. His red robe and wide-brimmed hat gleamed in the sunlight as he gazed ahead; clearly enjoying the attention, he was getting from the crowd. He rang his bell once, twice, and let his voice go off again, even louder than before. ‘Oi...oi! The Princess of Wales has issued forth a son this 15th day of September, 1984. God save the Queen!’  He rang his bell once more and said again, ‘The Princess of Wales has issued forth a son this 15th day of September, 1984. GOD. SAVE. THE. QUEEN!’  Each word of his last line punctuated for emphasis. The crowd cheered and clapped, and suddenly the air seemed to wear the decorative colours of festivity. Hands bearing cameras stretched forward to capture the timeworn face of the t...