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Muhammad Mercurial
Creator name | Muhammad Mercurial
Abuja, Nigeria
🔥 A writer whose heart beats for love💓, pouring emotions onto Twocent with passion! A Gen Z voice 💬 that echoes Hope and Love ❤️, inspiring a world that needs it most 🌎. He writes from the Soul 💖, weaving tales that heal wounds 🩹, ignite Love 🔥, and spark Change ✨. Muhammad Mercurial literary texts make the Unvalued Valued 💎; the Unloved 💔, Loved ❤️; the Unseen 🔍, Seen 👀; and the Unheard 🎧, Heard 👂. Join Muhammad Mercurial 🌟 on this Journey of Self-Discovery 🚀, through his works
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A proud UniAbuja graduate, with a degree in English and Literature, Muhammad Mercurial has been turning heads with his captivating stories 📚💖.
He is a Paramilitary enthusiast, fashion designer, and luxury lifestyle aficionado, with a flair for embroidery that adds a touch of elegance to his writing 💅❤️.
With 5 successful stories on TwoCent and Web Novel, he's tackling tough issues and sparking important conversations 💬💕. His unique style, using everyday life experiences, Human, Animals and objects as characters, has resonated with readers globally 🌎💘.
A skilled relationship counselor, he's helped people fix their love lives, including a notable instance where he resolved a crisis at 2 am 🤝💞. He's a proud "father" to Favour, Victoria, and Victory 👨👩👧👦💖.
Having successfully trained for paramilitary service, he commanded 5 different houses to victory during his interhouse parade day 🏆💪. He's also a creator of presentation notes that inspire and empower 💡💖.
With his pen, he weaves tales that heal wounds, spark conversations, and inspire positive change ✨💕.
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Posted on Oct. 30, 2025, 1:19 p.m.
In Literature, Writing and Blogging
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6 min read
After some hours, Zimuzo woke up.Zirachi looked at him and barked, “Hey, you foolish and unbelievable husband, get up and go to the bathroom now! Wash all my undies. When they are dried, iron them and take them back to the bathroom. Keep washing and repeating it until I say stop!”Zimuzo replied s...
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Posted on Oct. 28, 2025, 2:43 p.m.
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Beneath the skies of Omalicha, the land of beauty, where the people, hills, and rivers live peacefully under the bright sky, there lives a humble but rich woman named Zirachi. Even with all her wealth and kindness, Zirachi has faced many broken marriages. Now, she is about to marry for the ninth ...
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Posted on Oct. 6, 2025, 9:24 a.m.
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Nazeeya dug the grave the way she had seen others do. Her hands trembled as the shovel cut through the soil, tears mixing with the dust on her face. “Nazeeya, go to my luxury wardrobe number seventeen. Bring out my pilgrimage cloth and the remaining white material from your father’s burial,” said...
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Posted on Oct. 3, 2025, 11:38 a.m.
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In the land of Mauritania, where the Atlantic Ocean washes the long coastline and the people live by mining iron, gold, and copper, as well as fishing and farming, there lives a virtuous woman named Afraa Ummul Nazeeya.She has a daughter named NAZEEYA. Her girl is the most beautiful among all, n...
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Posted on Oct. 2, 2025, 2:43 p.m.
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Luna sat down alone and began to soliloquize. 'Three days had passed since their holiday ended, yet the house still carried their laughter like a faint echo.' She drifted through the hallway as though the air itself had grown heavy, each step slow and trembling. Her eyes lingered on the couch whe...
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Posted on Oct. 1, 2025, 9:02 a.m.
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“Why are you so pained?” Naomi tilted her head, studying her. “My mom taught me how to detect emotions and frustration in people. I can see some in you. What are you angry about?” Luna exhaled, trying not to laugh. “I’m not angry. Just follow the rules, that’s all.” While Luna spoke, Naomi steppe...
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Posted on Sept. 23, 2025, 3:50 p.m.
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''Five pregnancies, bruh!'' Rowan, Asher's friend, shouted. Her reasons are concerning, but five? That is not justifiable.'' Asher shrugged. I know, yeah, but what do we do now, eh, Guy ?''Rowan put his hand on Asher's shoulder, ''My Guy, all is cool, eh? What we're gonna do is to make her experi...
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Posted on Aug. 6, 2025, 4 p.m.
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A heart that despises the sight of children, a heart that feels children mean nothing but emptiness, attention-seekers, and manipulators . That is the kind of heart a young mixed Nigeria-American woman has. Luna is her name and she is the CEO of Luna's Tech Company, married to Asher, a charmin...
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Posted on May 30, 2025, 12:49 p.m.
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In a kingdom where giving food to the poor is a crime with the most cruel penalty, that is where I was born, 'PEALAND". My name is Peahen, I'm married to Peamusk, a successful businessman who's very rich. He's stingy, though. Every day, he comes home and counts the bags of rice, beans, and other...
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Posted on April 19, 2025, 4:26 p.m.
![GENZY GENERATION TORTOISE [ANTHROPOMORPHIC FICTION]](/media/cache/41/53/4153a2c78ee2b7e4625694074db24504.jpg)
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I was born into a legacy of smoke and mirrors; my pops was the OG of deceit, but I'm determined to flip the script. I ain't letting my past define me, nah, I'm forging my own path. Dove, my ride-or-die, she's been with me every step of the way.I was grinding hard, juggling labourer gigs to fund m...
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