Adandi Hausa Novel Complete Novels & Stories

"Lukas, he's in our class." "No, I mean the girl." "That was Sasha Braun and she's weird," Arya answered him. He frowned. "How is she weird?" "Dude, that Sasha doesn't talk at all. It's been too long since anyone heard her voice." Hades then shrugged and bit into his apple. "Trust us, after she screws up with the volleyball coach, she became like that," Arya stated. "They said, she was pregnant and got an abortion." "Hell yeah!" Hades agreed.

Ada’s Pov Ada stood outside the front door, waiting for Ike to come home. Linda had called her about an hour ago that Ike was getting released from their custody. She had ordered Mrs. Okonkwo to make Ike’s favorite food for him. She couldn't wait to see him again and was very happy about his release. She heard a car drive into the compound; she knew it was Ike and Ade. Ade had volunteered to go and pick Ike up from the SSS office, and she was grateful to him for that. It was better that he saw the face of his best friend when leaving the SSS office than that of a driver.

Ada was not the first, there are places all over Africa where children have been tagged witches or wizards and have been subjected to death, ostracization or abandonment where they are left in the streets to die off, a few lucky ones have been fortunate to fall into the hands of people who cared while others weren’t so lucky. As Ada curled up in corner of a table in front of a closed shop that night, two men walked out from the dark corner smoking weed, they walked over to the front of the shop where Ada was hiding and they sat on a table smoking “Omo anybody wey pass here this night must drop money” Habeeb had the accent of a Lagos street thug, he was a notorious pick pocket, the other was

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"All in the castle we are coming together to worship our Gods at night. The soldiers and people in the castle, the Lord at the tower and savour in the jungle. Our gate was strong, our walls were thick, so smooth and high, no man could win. A foothold there, no clever trick could take us dead or quick. Only birds could have gotten in but our enemy is already with us. Boom sound and everything clash. Our Captain was brave and we were true...For what, we thought, had we to fear with our arms and provided, load on load, Battle, tire on the tire and friendly allies drawing near the Lord was killed and we surrendered. Thanks to the saviour who delivers us from slavery and make us unite." TO BE CON

I'm happy for them because they actually found each other and how much effort these two are putting into making their relationship perfect after what they'd gone through. Adonis suddenly opened his eyes, locking his eyes with mine. He whispered, "To a new beginning" I smiled and replied, "To an unending forever" ….....The END……. CATCH MORE OF ANDRO AND ANNIKA IN THE THIRD BOOK: VAMPIRE KING’S BRIDE Author’s email contact: Musaanastasia5@g***l.com I*******m Page: M.asya97 If you want the paperback version of this book, kindly contact me.

Meanwhile, Hanson was saying: "That was when our first adventure actually began. Nelson did some research about two annihilated clans in a West African country called Nigeria. The clans — the Avecs and the Kolowaris — annihilated over war, fighting over an ancestral land. Well, the plan was to stop them from getting to the war ground, which would be their death if they did; history said there were no survivers. So we embarked on the mission and, guess what happened—" Andy leaned forward, curiously. "You tell me."

'Let me read you the next story,' she said eagerly. 'What's the title?' 'Charrey, the Parrot. I bet you will find it intriguing.' 'With all pleasure, go on,' Jerome encouraged. Anuri began evenly, her eyes alight with joy. “Back in history, in the land of Okirika, the riverine area of Nigeria, there lived a woman. She was tall, fair complexioned and very beautiful. Her name was Nima. Nima was a single woman so she lived all alone in her four-bedroom domicile.