Somi Ekhasomhi
Somi loves to read. She is a sucker for romance and can usually be found sighing over the exquisite love stories she consumes regularly.
In 2012, she started publishing the story that became Always Yours, as a blog serial at www.lagosromanceseries.com. It was later published as a novel. Her other books include Hidden Currents, the standalone sequel to Always Yours, as well as a short story, Jungle Justice.
She lives in Lagos, sometimes, and Houston at other times. When she’s not writing or reading, she’s either chasing her toddler around, mourning Daenerys Targaryen, or consoling herself with other TV shows and movies.
“I love you, I’ve loved you for years and I’ll love you for years more. It’s not something I can fight, it’s not something I want to fight.”
Somi Ekhasomhi
“Do you know what it was like all those years trying to get you to talk to me and you acting as if I was some sort of pariah, like I had done something so terrible that I was supposed to be banished somewhere you would never have to see me again?”
Somi Ekhasomhi
“It’s just lunch Sophie. I’m not going to force you to elope with me in a restaurant.”
Somi Ekhasomhi
“It’s the enemy of your enemy who is your friend Sophie, not the friend of your friend.”
Somi Ekhasomhi
“Nobody ever plays the romantic part I write for them in my head.”
Somi Ekhasomhi
“How could a smile reduce me to such a mess? I was tempted to go to him and put my arms around him. Is it part of love for women to become weak and foolish?”
Somi Ekhasomhi
“So are you here alone or is there someone looking daggers at my back right now, ready to challenge me to a duel?”
Somi Ekhasomhi
“Times have changed.These days girls impress each other with their careers, not with the men on their arm.”
Somi Ekhasomhi
“Afterwards, as he held me and stroked my hair, my body was singing with pleasure, I couldn’t believe I had waited so long. I thought of how we had wasted a whole year we could have had together and I felt so sad I wanted to cry.”
Somi Ekhasomhi
“It was crazy. One minute my arms were around him in a very platonic friendly hug, the next, I was on fire, and no matter how he much touched me, it was not enough.”
Somi Ekhasomhi