Adandi Hausa Novel Complete Novels & Stories

Amod still could not believe that Anny will be able to translate the code, everyone look back at Anny hearing what Amod said, they are also interested in how Anny is able to translate the code when she is not the one who created it Anny smile sheepishly looking at all their eyes on her I really dont know either, maybe I got lucky she said putting down her head, how could she tell them that she saw the codes before in her mothers diary when she is not the real Hadiza, everyone is surprise when Anny said she just get lucky, they did not believe luck could do that but what could they do since she said it was luck so everyone decided to know what is inside the file instead, but Amod could not bu

****** Deandra "Andra" Michaela Anzaldo lost her parents after just the weeks she was born so she was left in the care of her not-so-good aunt. But regardless of that, she still grew up as a kindhearted and hard-working person but the people around her always remind her and always make her feel that she is just a piece of bad luck in their lives and nothing else. An incident happened that made her leave her aunt's house and that also led her to meet and live on one roof with her Hot Teacher – Mr. Francois "Franco" Adrian Del Mundo.

Ada's Pov My name is Ada, I am Ebuka's wife. I was not supposed to speak my mind in this story but circumstances are different now. I have a feeling that my husband is cheating on me and might possibly be gay, sadly I have no proof. It all began when he employed the new boy Bisi. Ebuka was always singing his praise of how hardworking and intelligent he was. He started inviting him for functions at our home which he had never done before to any other staff of his.

He laughed, "I am. My great grandfather is from Gombe, he moved to Lagos and he married a Yoruba woman as second wife, she gave birth to my grandfather who also married a Yoruba woman. My mom is Yoruba too so you can say I'm half Hausa and half Yoruba." "Can you speak Hausa?" He smiled guiltily, "not really." "Then you're fully a Yoruba man." "I have Hausa blood." He argued. "It's been diluted." "Okay, you win." He said laughing. "You're Hausa right? It's actually obvious." "How? Because I'm too young to be married and the Hausas are known for early marriage." She remembered their first meeting. "Okay I might have been rude to you with that statement and..."

Adanna raises her hand, her claws extended to strike my face. Before her fingers can make contact, two small shadows burst from behind my frame. Jalen and Kairo violently grab her wrist, their young alpha scents flaring with explosive territorial defense. "Mom!" Jalen growls, his small fangs bared. "Look at this!" Adanna screams, trying to shake them off. "Did I lie? Here are the two bastards! Were these monsters born while you occupied my son’s den? Are they grandchildren of the Mensah Clan? Shall we march to the Moon Scribe right now for a bloodline verification? You are a lying bitch, Zaria! Even your own father, Obasi Okoye, shattered his treaty with your wolf! If my soul carried your sh

For a moment, something almost tender passed between them. “You did so well,” Izzy whispered, kissing her forehead. Adanna snuggled closer, still floating. “Thank you, Mistress. I... I’ve never felt anything like that.” As the haze cleared, Izzy helped her client dress. Club rules protected identities—no real names, heavy masking, strict confidentiality. Neither woman had any idea they shared blood. Adanna left first, slipping out into the Lagos night with shaky legs and a secret smile, her body still humming from the best fuck of her life.

A fickle of surprise passed by her eyes before she smirked. "See this girl o" She turned to say to her friends while laughing "Na me she dey talk to like that?" (Pidgin English translation: Is it me she's talking to like that?" "No na it's can't be you na, unless she no dey well for head" was Hadiza's response. (No it can't be you, unless she's not well in the head) "Abi" Runke added. "Anyways forget about that sef. The main reason I'm here is to warn you to stop talking to Dili" Adaeze growled out.

"I don't know what you're talking about, sir. I just met you" He looked at me in disbelief "What's your name again?" "Hannah” "So Hannah, you don't remember seeing me outside?" I replied softly "I saw a lot of people, I'm new here so I can't study their faces in a short period of time" He nodded and continued looking at the files in front of him. "Would you like a cup of coffee?" He looked at me "No, I'm fine for now. There's a file I want you to collect from Mrs.Badmus...."

Part I When you have everything, what could you possibly desire? CHAPTER ONE His Royal Majesty, Pierre Paul Abutu Ph.D (Honoris Causa), JP, the current Attah of Igala and a native of Igalamela-Odolu Local Government Area of Kogi State, Nigeria, is my name. This is my story, and these are my love affairs.