Abdullah Novel Story Novels & Stories

It was a boy and a girl, looking pretty identical like white, hidden pearls in their seashells. He smiled at them as tears of joy hung at the edge of his eyes, it was tears of joy indeed. Abdullah walked gently to their cots, placing his lips on their forehead, kissing them passionately, one after the other. It was a miracle. A rare miracle and their birth made him feel like a hero at the end of a movie... He was successful. Abdullah smiled again and again, wiping away his tears with the back of his hand. Of course, he had saved life a million times but this felt different. Just then, his teary eyes caught me. He walked and sat on a chair behind my bed, facing me.

God bless me, my family, and the entire human race. THE END Author: Muhammad Abubakar Penname: KingMoha Platform: Goodnovel

That's how the night went and we all slept off on my bed in wierd positions. Iwo lo mo- that's your business. Ok that's it for the first chapter, how do you guys see it. Abi likes rolling her eyes too much, this character is sponsored by my cousin she can also roll eye for africa. Pls give me your feedbacks, I'll really appreciate it.

On I*******m, I have about half a million followers I grew all by myself, hard work that I will not throw unto the seats because of Abdul's greed. He hisses and crosses a leg over another, pulling out his iPhone 11 promax and typing rapidly on it. "Abdul?" I call. "Yes, Mrs two-goody-shoes?" I rear back, hurt. Goody shoes? All because I won't take money falsely? Who is this Abdul? Has this man changed right under my nose? "Abdul," I start gently, walking further into the living room where he is sitting.

Morgana, Alexandre, and Laila don't want to miss the story, having heard it a million times, but they never tire of hearing it and wait for Zayn to begin. "Khaled Al-Abadi was a man of the desert. A rough warrior, many called him evil and insensitive. He made a point of showing everyone in his desert tribe, and anyone who was necessary, this bad side of him. But a man as wicked and evil as he could change, no one believed that could happen, until he found her. Nana sits next to the children, close to Morgana, also enjoying the story.

But my eyes are opened wide right now. Abdul promised to get me small chops some weeks back, i reminded him this morning and he promised to get it. I expected him to make excuses, but he didn't. Abdul that guy never seems to amaze me. Yesterday, he wrote me a poem, and I cried immediately I finished reading it. That guy was just too sweet for him, he is simply a force to reckon with. The way he carries himself. The way he encourages me, he inspires me. Like he makes me do things I don't even believe I can do. He just has this way with words. There is something really different about Abdul. ****

“Quick, call the doctor and make sure that it’s a she. I don’t want another man touching what belongs to me. Ensure that the rest of the ladies stay away from this part of the castle. I will keep her company until am sure that she is alright. “ in his frantic state , muntaha didn't realize that he had just claimed the little girl on his lap. Abdullah nodded even when his eyes were vividly showing his curiosity which Muntaha ignored. As soon as Abdullah left,the handsome devil removed his doll’s veil and gazed lovingly at her other worldly beautiful features. Her long lushes were wet from the tears that kept streaming down her cheeks. This made the unfeeling man feel yet again.

Was Fatima khala telling the truth or she was just telling lies about Adiba? And, Farhan Abdullah. Who is this Farhan Abdullah? Was he the one who had an affair with Adiba? But, how it can possible. Fatima khala told me that Adiba had an affair with a poor man but Farhan Abdullah was a DCP. So, it's confirmed that Farhan Abdullah wasn't any poor man. I am not understanding anything. Should I ask Fatima Khala? Will she tell me the truth? Was Adiba really a characterless woman or Fatima Khala just made up a story?"

She reached for her phone and sought to look for some nice stories. She was a keen reader, and hence, she had many reading apps. W*****d was her first choice but recently she was occupied by this new app that had caught her attention. Goodnovel. It was amazing. The app had so many great stories. From sexy billionaire's to brawny Wolves... They had it all. It was not these hot characters that had gripped her these days thought. It was another genre she was busy reading. LGBT books. Yep, Ava hated to accept LGBT as a part of the society yet she chose to read on them. And in a course of a month, she read almost nine LGBT stories on Goodnovel. And currently, she started a new one that depicted h

* * * Luyando was welcomed by the smell of freshly cooked dry beans and vegetables when she entered her parent’s home. “Mum I’m home!” she shouted as she took off her heels by the door. Clad in a blue and red apron, Ayanda appeared from the kitchen. “I hope you’re hungry because I’ve cooked up a storm in there.” She said as she walked towards her daughter. “It’s not every day that I have my children over for dinner. Come here,” she stretched her arms and Luyando went in for a hug. “Oooh, you smell of spices and shampoo.” Luyando commented.