Tuesday, 6 March 2012

NIGERIA'S NEWEST ROMANCE BOOK FACTORY

Ladies and gentlemen, may we officially welcome you to Butterfly Romance blogsite, Nigeria’s newest romance story factory! We must thank you for visiting, and we know you will also thank us in return, because you will get lots of fulfillment from visiting our blog site.

Now besides that you get to read first (and that’s exclusive to you) recaps and chapters from our upcoming books- From tender romances and suspenseful adventures to heartwarming stories, tales of passion and historical sagas - there’s something here for everyone. In all our romance books you'll find love, seduction, fantasy and mystery. So grab a book - or two and be taken away to the realm of romance. You will also get lots of professional tips for your relationship. That, we guarantee!

We would also be sending you email tips, and that’s why you should join our e-mailing list and fan club. Send the the word ‘fan-club’ to ……… That way you will get our VIP treatments. You will also get invite to our events FREE! Like we always say-what are you will waiting for?

This week, we are sharing with you one of our hot new series coming up:

Monday, 5 March 2012

EXCERPT: ANOTHER LOVE SONG

The delicious aroma of the coffee was much stronger in the kitchen. She poured herself a sizable portion, and took it to the bedroom. Karen called again.

‘Did you have a nice sleep?’
... ‘Yep, slept like a baby’
‘Great, and my cousin?’
‘What about your cousin?’ she said defensively
‘I’m just asking after him’
‘Well… he’s fine’
‘He’s fine?’ Karen reiterated.
‘That’s what I said’
‘It’s an open ended question’ Karen said mischievously.
‘Ehen, okay give me a lead’
‘Did he host you well…you know the like’
‘You know I hate to complain’
‘Yes, but I also know you can be bitchy’
They broke into laughter.
‘Well if giving me dinner is a grading for hosting, he failed’
‘If you are waiting for Adam to cook for you, you’ll starve to death’
‘But his refrigerator is well stocked’
‘He doesn’t cook for a woman’
‘Are you serious! That’s archaic’
‘Get your booth out of bed and cook. So you starved last night’
‘I eat sandwich’
How long are you staying’
‘Not sure, but seriously thinking about later today’
Relax, he won’t eat you. If there is a place you need quiet, it’s his house’
‘Thanks but….’
‘You have an itchy finger to touch him’
‘Naughty you, no way. I just don’t feel…’
‘Look he has that effect on all my friends, he doesn’t know he is attractive though’
‘Don’t be silly, what effect are you talking about’
‘You are asking me…you are already incoherent. Isn’t he handsome?
‘I have seen many handsome men in my young life’
‘Please don’t give me that celebrity, A list artist gimmick. He is a pretty boy’
‘I never said he is not’
‘He just sent me a text now’
‘He did?’
‘Wait…. it says…I didn’t know you keep friends who peep at their friends cousins in the bathroom’
‘Oh my God’ She prayed to die again.’
‘Got you now, just what I was talking’
‘This is outrageous, how could he do that’
‘Do what? Did you peep or not’
‘Karen that silly!’
‘Don’t so uptight, he is joking’
‘Now that’s an accusation, I was just passing and the bathroom door was opened’
‘I believe you’ Karen said and burst into laughter.
‘Whatever’ She replied, very angry with him.
‘Look one of the reasons I sent you to him is he doesn’t even know who you are. He cares nothing about super star musicians’
‘Great! Will you come pick me up at least? I got into this house with just the clothes on my back and my phone. Nothing more’
‘I can’t’
‘Why?’
‘I have a mad schedule, make it evening. Meanwhile take your bath, cook, eat, and write some hit songs’
‘Good idea, I could write a song about an egocentric man who thinks a woman is peeping at him in the bathroom’ She chided
‘Wonderful, I know you’ll come up with something fantastic’ Karen gave an hysterical laughter. ‘Got to go see you later’

Professor Kadiri must be a very silly man, Adesuwa thought as she let the phone drop on the settee.

ARE YOU READY TO MUNCH?

We congratulate you, and we congratulate ourself, officially Butterfly Romance Series is out! We've got two oustanding books out the same time to serenade you: The Police Love Story, and Another Love Song.

Yes! our books are out there in the street of Lagos, and already we are getting congratulatory messages- they simply love them, who wouldn't? With teary eyes, and butterfly dancing in your tommy, you will have a blast reading our books. Don't worry if you are not in Lagos, we'll get to your town soon!

So it's time to munch away!

Let's have your feedbacks on butterflyromanceseries@gmail.com

We love you, we thank you.

Wednesday, 9 November 2011


Up coming Titles

Dear Esteemed readers,


We thank you for being loyal to our romance book series, the number in Africa!

Part of our our efforts to saying thank you is our 'series gift package' which starts the beginning of November 2011 to end of January 2012.You only have to buy three of our books and cut out the coupon page and return to us, voila! you got a gift.

We will give thousands of our readers the opportunity to also meet with our writers, along with a celebrity of their choice in Nollywood.  All of that and the many juicy stuffs we will communicate you.

Stay in love.

Nkechi
Series Editor









Thursday, 15 September 2011

EXCERPT FROM: ANOTHER LOVE SONG



EXCERPT FROM: ANOTHER LOVE SONG

The delicious aroma of the coffee was much stronger in the kitchen. She poured herself a sizable portion, and took it to the bedroom. Karen called again.

‘Did you have a nice sleep?’
‘Yep, slept like a baby’
‘Great, and my cousin?’
‘What about your cousin?’ she said defensively
‘I’m just asking after him’
‘Well… he’s fine’
‘He’s fine?’ Karen reiterated.
‘That’s what I said’
‘It’s an open ended question’ Karen said mischievously.
‘Ehen, okay give me a lead’
‘Did he host you well…you know the like’
‘You know I hate to complain’
‘Yes, but I also know you can be bitchy’
They broke into laughter.
‘Well if giving me dinner is a grading for hosting, he failed’
‘If you are waiting for Adam to cook for you, you’ll starve to death’
‘But his refrigerator is well stocked’
‘He doesn’t cook for a woman’
‘Are you serious! That’s archaic’
‘Get your booth out of bed and cook. So you starved last night’
‘I eat sandwich’
How long are you staying’
‘Not sure, but seriously thinking about later today’
Relax, he won’t eat you. If there is a place you need quiet, it’s his house’
‘Thanks but….’
‘You have an itchy finger to touch him’
‘Naughty you, no way. I just don’t feel…’
‘Look he has that effect on all my friends, he doesn’t know he is attractive though’
‘Don’t be silly, what effect are you talking about’
‘You are asking me…you are already incoherent. Isn’t he handsome?
‘I have seen many handsome men in my young life’
‘Please don’t give me that celebrity, A list artist gimmick. He is a pretty boy’
‘I never said he is not’
‘He just sent me a text now’
‘He did?’
‘Wait…. it says…I didn’t know you keep friends who peep at their friends cousins in the bathroom’
‘Oh my God’ She prayed to die again.’
‘Got you now, just what I was talking’
‘This is outrageous, how could he do that’
‘Do what? Did you peep or not’
‘Karen that silly!’
‘Don’t so uptight, he is joking’
‘Now that’s an accusation, I was just passing and the bathroom door was opened’
‘I believe you’ Karen said and burst into laughter.
‘Whatever’ She replied, very angry with him.
‘Look one of the reasons I sent you to him is he doesn’t even know who you are. He cares nothing about super star musicians’
‘Great! Will you come pick me up at least? I got into this house with just the clothes on my back and my phone. Nothing more’
‘I can’t’
‘Why?’
‘I have a mad schedule, make it evening. Meanwhile take your bath, cook, eat, and write some hit songs’
‘Good idea, I could write a song about an egocentric man who thinks a woman is peeping at him in the bathroom’ She chided
‘Wonderful, I know you’ll come up with something fantastic’ Karen gave an hysterical laughter. ‘Got to go see you later’

Professor Kadiri must be a very silly man, Adesuwa thought as she let the phone drop on the settee.

Tuesday, 23 August 2011

On a Raining Night (Un edited)


11.58 pm

She is alone on the desolate wet street, shivering vigorously as the downpour of the heavy rain continues. She was soaked up to her shoes, and the tears racing down her eyes mixed with rain droplets as they land torrentially on her face. She felt like the rain is slapping her!

Yes the rain is angrily slapping her for her foolishness. How could she trust him again!

As she trudges on the side of the road sniveling, with occasional car headlamps picking out her slim curvaceous figure, she cursed the day she met Bayo.

The evening gown she is wearing is drenched and stuck to her lithe body, she is unhappy, angry and determined as she continue her hike. Deborah who are you deceiving? Her mind kept chiding. She is not going to walk from Ikoyi to Surulere.

She had tried the first six people closest to her-those who would help her out of the ‘sorry’ situation without asking any questions. Her parents are away in the Caribbean enjoying their thirtieth anniversary. Her best friend is sick, and she could not reach her elder brother- the networks must be conspiring!
The last two people would not just pick up their phones. A bad day!

She could call Segun. No way! That would just encourage him, beside she would not like him to see her in this state. This certainly is not the time to  hear ‘ I will never treat you like this’

Options: she could wait for a taxi that might never come (the city is completely shot down because of the heavy rain), or pray for a good Samaritan to pick her up, and the last and most dreadful option-walk home.

Okay she is walking home as she hopes for option one or two. Her mind is clouded like the pregnant sky above her head.