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I’m Back…Well Kind Of

Hey there! Welcome to a new month.

I’ve been MIA kind of but for a good reason. I had to have surgery on my left hand and that basically left me unable to do anything with it. Including typing out a blog post. Hence the caption I’m back…well kind of. I’m still unable to do a lot of typing but I just had to check in with one hand…lol

As you know HE CHANGED MY NAME has been released and is doing good. I’m thankful for that. Have you read it yet? You need to, just don’t take my word for it. Check out the reviews and see what others think.

Well since today is supposed to be #TeaserTuesday, let me give you a little sneak into the mind of the heroine of the book. Ayanti Effiong AKA Yanni.

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Readers are in love with Ayanti and her boo Pastor Mensah. Remember Alex & Fera from AN UNEXPECTED BLESSING ? Well, you will get an update on them and what they have been doing in this book.

With my inability to write, I have been doing a lot and I do mean a lot of reading. I think I need to start One Click Anonymous..LOL.

Read any good books lately? Let me know what you’ve been up to.

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Happy Pub Day to Me: He Changed My Name is Available

Dear readers,

I’m happy to announce that my novella HE CHANGED MY NAME is now available! This story is special to me for so many reasons. Chief among those reasons is that it is the first Unlikely Connection I’ve written. You see I italicized that right?…Just thinking, this might be the beginning of a new series. I’ll let you determine that.

Another reason I’m excited is that you get to catch up on the characters of An Unexpected Blessing, Alex, Feranmi & the gang. I had fun bringing them back.

Pastor Mensah Afortey and Ayanti “Yanni” Effiong couldn’t be more different. He is a pastor and she is an embattled pop star. Will they be able to reach happily ever after? Although it is loosely based around Valentine’s Day, the true story here is one of hope, redemption and restoration.

The blurb and an excerpt as well as the buy links are below. I know you have been waiting for this story. Thank you for being patient with me.

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About the Book: Eager to escape the hypocrisy of the church and build her singing career, pop sensation, Ayanti “Yanni” Effiong enters and wins The Next World Star. Apart from fulfilling her dream, her move to America offers the perfect opportunity to help young female immigrants. A cause she pursues with a passion until fame takes over. Fifteen years later, broke, dumped and fresh out of jail, she begins to regret the lifestyle and name she created for herself.
Mensah Afortey is on the brink of losing the church he put his heart and soul into for the past seven years. This years’ Valentine Day gala is his last attempt to raise money for the church. Everything is set but they need a big name to pull in donations. Just as he is about to give up, in walks “Yanni.” When he agreed for Ayanti to serve community service under his church he didn’t know she was the same person as the embattled star.
While she pays her debt to society, the last thing she wants to do is perform on a day that left a bitter taste in her mouth. But there is no denying the instant attraction between them. Before he wins her heart, Mensah must win her soul. Over time and in fellowship with the church, Ayanti comes to realize that despite what man calls her, God has the ability to change her name.

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The shrill ring of her phone brought her back to the present. She sat up against the headboard. Her heartbeat accelerated as she answered the phone. It was Debby.
“Please give me good news.”
“Hey, chica,” Debby responded. “I hope you’re doing better.”
Earlier, Ayanti had a breakdown. She had screamed and bawled her eyes out, wishing she was back in Calabar, the capital city of her home, Cross Rivers in Nigeria. It seemed like a lifetime ago she won that competition and left the country.
“Yes, I’m fine, but tell me I can be better.”
“Okay, here’s the deal. Charity for Homes had filled up with court ordered volunteers until next month…”
“I can’t wait that long!”
“Lemme finish, girlie. We were able to get you to volunteer with them not as an individual, but under a church group.”
“A church!” Ayanti wiped her hands across her face. She hadn’t been in one of those in years. Did Debby have any idea the kind of judgment that went on in that place? She’d take her chances with the mean police officer until next month.
“Hear me out. The church volunteers with Homes for Charity as a non-sponsor group. You can be part of those volunteers and when they are not volunteering, you can still make up some hours by working in the church. That way, you can get this thing over with faster. Now tell me that doesn’t beat picking up trash in the streets,” Debby finished.
“But those people would have known what I did. Why I’m there…”
“And? Which one of them there hasn’t done anything bad?” Debby asked. “Girl, think about it. Besides, you have nothing else to lose at this point.”
“I guess you’re right.” Ayanti contemplated the whole arrangement.
“Of course I am.” A beat of silence passed between them. “Now get some rest and I’ll see you tomorrow. Think about it and let me know what you want to do. You have until the end of the week.”
“What’s the name of the church?”
“Ummm…hold on.” The shuffling noise of paper could be heard in the background. “It’s called Calvary Is the Way. It’s on Auburn.”
Ayanti remained silent for a few minutes. After a while they disconnected. Ayanti switched off the television and turned to her side. Calvary Is the Way? She rolled her eyes. These new age churches and their names. What ever happened to churches with sensible names? Like Mount something…
© 2016 Unoma Nwankwor

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Obiageli Danjuma~The Woman Behind The Men.

My good people, nno nu. kedu? Don’t be alarmed that just means welcome and how are you in Igbo. I know you must know by now that that’s where I’m from. Specifically I’m from Enugu in Anambra State. It’s in the eastern part of Nigeria. For those of you that know Nigeria, you might be wondering how an Igbo girl (Not a word! I am still a girl, young at heart) as I was saying a girl like myself end up having Danjuma as my surname. One word…love.

“She turned to the sunlight And shook her yellow head,And whispered to her neighbor- -Winter is dead.”

Gee m nti…Listen to me…there is real love and what we make ourselves believe is love. The Bible says not to be yoked with unbelievers. For all the wrong reasons, I yoked myself to a dashing young Muslim man and I payed for it dearly. I was living in London when I met Zayd, he was not a bad man but we didn’t share the same fundamental philosophies however we did love each other. Or so I thought… his decision changed the course of life for my sons and I. I was very angry with him for a long time. Note to all you young women out there…trust your instinct, if something smells like a rat, it is a rat. When a man hides you from his family…something is wrong. (I can’t go further, Ms. Unoma is looking at me one kind of way…read A Scoop Of Love to find out what I mean.)

But God is faithful..His joy was and continues to be my strength. I raised three well rounded boys so I come to tell you, “For his anger lasts only a moment, but his favor lasts a lifetime! Weeping may last through the night, but joy comes with the morning.” Psalm 30:5. If anybody had told me living in East London raising three boys with no family that one would turn out to be the owner of a conglomerate ( my Rasheed had to embrace forgiveness to walk into his destiny) or a medical doctor, my Jabir, that operates on peoples heart (if only he will let Jesus work on his) or my international soccer star, Kamal…I would have told them kia! asi. It is a lie.

Nne nu m o…look at me…I have been talking and talking and haven’t introduced my self. Ndo nu… Sorry o. For those of who who do not know me, I am the mother of those three men that Ms. Unoma has introduced to you since last year..the ones she calls the Danjuma brothers. Eh umu m…my children. You have already met diokpala m…that is an igbo phrase for first son, Rasheed. I used to call him my little protector (in a way he still is) I’m honored God allowed me to bring him into this world and I am so proud of him. I love all my sons dearly but Rasheed became a man when he shouldn’t have. I exposed him to so much, a child should never have to go through that. It shall be well with him all the days of my life.

Very soon you will meet the first of my ejima, my twins. Jabir, my strong, opinionated, comforter. I knew he would grow up caring for people. My doctor… just like his brothers, he is stuck in his ways. But unlike Rasheed, he is a womanizer…they think I don’t know about the women he carried… carried? that is our Naija way of saying dated…Deep down, all the women he carried was just a way for him to forget the one that broke his heart. I sure hope they can get it together before it is too late. I saw her in Abuja when Rasheed was marrying my sweet Ibiso. Damisi is a good Christian girl, I hope she can show my son the way to Jesus.

As for Kamal, you will know him better when you read about Jabir. They are like 5 and 6. So close. Jabir protects him and I am happy for that…I need to find him a sweet young girl to marry…


Daalu nu o…thank you for sitting with me while I ramble about my children…parents, you know how we are…. Ehen..before I go. click this link here and buy Anchored By Love. It is on sale now. Daalu nu


Unoma here! I hoep you enjoyed hanging with Mrs. Danjuma. If you did do as she said o…click the link. I no dey for her wahala. 😉



Teaser Tuesday~ Anchored By Love (Sons Of Ishmael Series Bk 2)

Hey there! In about 3 weeks Anchored By Love would be released. It’s currently available for pre order. I really really love Damisi and Jabir’s story and I trust you would too.

Enjoy a little teaser and don’t forget to pre order your copy. Currently, Book one, A Scoop of Love and this book are on sale. They’ll go back to regular price 12/3.

“So I guess you’re my knight in shining armor coming to rescue the damsel in distress…” The tone of her voice was not lost on him. There was an edge in it he didn’t like. She continued, “How many of us have there been ove


When Jabir Danjuma met Damisi Odinga years ago, it wasn’t necessarily love at first sight. However, their attraction can’t be denied. Just as he begins to feel the forbidden emotion, Damisi breaks up with him and moves half way across the world.
Now, Damisi has a request that only Jabir could fulfill. Their encounter sets off a series of events that leave them both with fresh pain and hurt. They vow never to see each other again, but fate has a different idea. Will they stick it out long enough for the Potter to perfect their scars and pain for His purpose or will distance and time steal the day.

Pre order here