HOW TO IDENTIFY PURE HONEY

USING A MATCHSTICK
Dip a matchstick in the honey then light it up, if it light up, the honey is pure but if it doesn't light up, that means it has additive like water to prevents the marchstick from lighting up.You
Can also use a tissue instead of mactch stick.
Foad a small tissue into the honey and light it using a lighter.if your honey is pure, the piece of tisue will catch fire.

USING A GLASS OF WATER
Pour some water in a glass, pour a teaspoonful of honey into the Water. Pure honey will settled at the bottom of the glass. And fake honey will start to mix with the water.

USING A VINEGAR
Mix a bit of honey and water then add four of five drops of vinegar.if it turns foamy, the honey is not pure.

PUT A LITTLE AMOUNT OF HONEY ON YOUR THUMB
Pure honey will stay put or very slowly start to drip to the sides. Honey that is not pure will easily spill away from the thumb. You can also use a spoon, dip a spoon in your honey hold it up. Pure honey will trickle down very slowly while fake honey will spill or trickle down very fast.

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Forget drip, wear watin you get go church tomorrow.
Don't forget to be grateful for the little things in life.

Title: Love in the shadows

Episode 18: The Awakening

Aria’s pulse raced as the Temple of Veils collapsed behind her, the ancient magic unraveling into the darkened sky. The orb’s power now coursed through her veins, its brilliance clashing against the lingering shadows.

“Asher,” Aria whispered, her voice trembling, “this is more than I expected. How am I supposed to bear this?”

Asher’s hand rested firmly on her shoulder. “You’re stronger than you realize. The orb chose you for a reason.”

Before she could respond, a deep rumble shook the ground. A figure cloaked in shadows emerged from the ruins of the temple, its form monstrous and ever-shifting.

“Aria,” it hissed, its voice dripping with malice, “you think the light can banish me? Shadows do not fade—they evolve.”

The battle that followed was unlike any Aria had faced before. The orb’s light burned fiercely, shielding her and Asher from the creature’s strikes, but with every blow, Aria felt the weight of the orb’s power draining her strength.

“Aria, you can’t do this alone!” Asher shouted, pulling her away from a deadly shadow swipe.

But Aria shook her head. “No, Asher. I was chosen for this. It’s my fight.”

With a surge of determination, she unleashed a burst of energy, the orb’s light engulfing the shadowy figure. It screamed as the light consumed it, but its final words echoed ominously:

“The light may win this battle, but the shadow’s roots run deep.”

As the dust settled, Aria collapsed into Asher’s arms, her energy spent. She realized that this was only the beginning. The battle against the shadows would test her in ways she hadn’t yet imagined.

Title: Love in the Shadows

Episode 14: Bonds of Light and Shadow

Aria’s heart still raced from the surge of energy coursing through her. The orb’s warmth lingered in her chest, but so did the ominous weight of the figure’s warning.

“What do you mean the battle has already begun?” she asked, clutching Asher’s arm as they stepped back into the temple.

“The choice you made has rippled through the Veil,” Asher explained, his voice low and urgent. “The forces of shadow will sense it, and they’ll strike to claim what you’ve taken.”

Aria glanced at her hands. She could still feel the faint hum of the orb’s power, like a quiet heartbeat within her. “But why me? Why not someone stronger, someone who knows how to fight?”

“You’re more than you realize,” Asher said, his gaze steady. “The orb chose you because of your heart, not your strength. It saw what you could become, even if you don’t see it yet.”

Before Aria could respond, the temple walls began to shake. The carvings of ancient battles seemed to come alive, the figures twisting and writhing as if warning them of danger.

Asher pulled her close. “We’re not alone.”

From the far end of the temple, shadows began to coalesce, forming into humanoid shapes with glowing red eyes. Their movements were fluid yet menacing, like a tide of darkness closing in.

“Stay behind me,” Asher said, unsheathing his sword.

But Aria shook her head, gripping the Blade of Balance tightly. “No. I won’t hide anymore.”

The first shadow lunged at them, its claws swiping through the air. Asher blocked it with his sword, the clash of light and dark sending sparks flying. Aria stepped forward, the blade in her hand glowing faintly as if responding to her resolve.

She swung it at the nearest shadow, and to her surprise, the blade sliced through it effortlessly, dispersing the darkness like smoke. The power of the orb pulsed within her, guiding her movements.

“You’re doing it,” Asher said, a flicker of pride in his voice.

The battle raged on, the temple filled with the clash of steel and the hiss of dissolving shadows. Aria and Asher fought side by side, their movements in perfect sync. For the first time, Aria felt a spark of hope—until the air grew cold and still.

From the entrance of the temple, a massive shadow emerged, its form towering and menacing. Its red eyes burned brighter than the rest, and its voice rumbled like thunder.

“So, the new bearer of the orb reveals herself,” it said, its tone dripping with disdain. “You think a child of light can stand against the tide of darkness?”

Aria’s grip tightened on her blade, but doubt crept into her heart. The shadow’s presence was overwhelming, and the power within her seemed to falter.

Asher stepped in front of her, his sword raised. “She’s not alone.”

The shadow laughed, a deep, chilling sound. “Then let me show you the price of standing in the light.”

With a wave of its hand, the temple walls crumbled, revealing a desolate landscape outside—a world consumed by shadows.

Aria stared in horror. “Is this... what’s coming?”

The shadow loomed closer. “Unless you surrender the orb, this is what your world will become.”

Aria’s heart pounded as she looked at Asher, who nodded silently, his faith in her unwavering. Taking a deep breath, she stepped forward, meeting the shadow’s gaze.

“I won’t surrender,” she said, her voice steady despite the fear coursing through her. “If this is my destiny, then I’ll fight for it.”

The shadow’s laughter faded, replaced by a low growl. “So be it, child of light. But remember, even the brightest light casts a shadow.”

The ground beneath them shook as the shadow lunged toward them, its darkness threatening to engulf everything.

Advising A Fool:

On a mango tree in a jungle, there lived many birds. They were happy in their small nests. Before the onset of the rainy season, all the animal of the jungle repaired their homes. The birds also made their homes more secure.

Many birds brought twigs and leaves and others wove their nests. “We should also store some food for our children," chirped one of the birds. And they collected food, until they had enough to see them through the rainy season. They kept themselves busy preparing for the tough times.

Soon the rains came. It was followed by thunder and lighting. All the animals and birds stayed in their homes.

It continued raining for many days. One day, a monkey wet in the rain came into the forest. He sat on a branch, shivering with cold, water dripping from its body.

The poor monkey tried his best to get shelter, but in vain. The leaves were not enough to save him from the rains. “Brrr! It is so cold!" said the monkey.

The birds were watching all this. They felt sorry for the monkey but there was little they could do for him. One of them said, “Brother! Our small nests are not enough to give you shelter."

Another bird said, “All of us prepared for the rainy season. If you had, you would not be in this piteous situation."

“How dare you tell me what to do?" said the monkey, growling at the bird. The monkey angrily pounced on the bird’s nest, tore it and threw it on the ground. The bird and her chicks were helpless.

The poor bird thought, “Fools never value good advice. It is better not to advise them."

Na food I go use my money buy this December.
If you wan see drip, go hospital. 🤲🏽

I no dey bother myself again.
Any color wey life show me, I go use am drip. 🙌🏽

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THE BILLIONAIRE’S GHOST ROOMMATE
Identical impersonator
CHAPTER TWENTY TWO 2️⃣2️⃣.
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Story by: SUC WRITES
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Axel struggled to survive in Sweden alone without requesting anything from his father, but surviving alone wasn’t as easy as he thought, pushing it through made him realized that he has been depended on his father for over thirty years while his mates were working hard to make a living; including his twin brother, Asher. While growing up, he saw no reason to work hard, because even if he try he is always below his brother, so no one ever notice. Due to that, he made up his mind to stop trying to impress others, and just live to the fullest, having fun and lavishing his parents money.
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He alighted from his power bike and entered a gym to work out, he gave the receptionist his membership card, and she worked on it for a while.

“Sir, your membership has expired, you have to renew your section.” The receptionist said.

“What? You can’t be serious. I’m on your best plan.”


“?” Lucas said.

“Then let’s go for plan B.” Asher said.

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“A lot of things.” Asher shouted.

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“What year are you?” Charles asked.
“Pardon?” Doctor Thomas said, confused.
“Are you a first- year doctor or second.”
“Oh, I’m a third year doctor, sir.” Doctor Thomas said with a smile.
“Exactly my point, why is a third year resident the Doctor in charge of a VVIP patient?” He shouted, and they recoiled together, startled.
“Sir, I’m not the Doctor in charge of her, Professor Kelvin is the one in charge but he is in a conference meeting now, that’s why I came over as a stand in.” Doctor Thomas said, and Charles let out a sigh of relief.
“Then you should’ve said that earlier.” Charles said.
“Professor Kelvin?” Lucas repeated, wondering why the Professor bares same name as his brother; when he heard footsteps approaching, and he turned to see his brother.
“What? It’s really Kelvin? Why is Kelvin her Doctor?” He muttered.
“Mr. Charles, I apologize for the inconvenience, please can we go to my office?” Professor Kelvin said.
“Is it just me? But, I felt like something doesn’t feel right with her.” Charles said.
“Sir, I don’t understand what you’re talking about, but she is in coma, so we can only do little things for her.” The Professor defended.
Charles gave Piper a last look, and divert his gaze to the doctor. “Let’s go to your office.”
“This way sir.” The professor said.
Piper appeared in the room and went to Lucas.
“Wny’re you here? Where is Asher?” Lucas asked.
“We will meet in his car. Did you figure anything out?” She asked. “I might, let me go after them.” He said, and trailed after the doctors.
Piper stared at his retreating back, and looked at her lifeless body when a nurse went in. The nurse injected something to her drip, and she started feeling weaker as the machine sounds different.
“What’s that, are they injecting something harmful in my drip?” She muttered weakly- before she passed out.

With all this my drip on drip
My crush no come church today