Ara Af Novels & Stories

I nodded readily. Daddy stretched his hand toward her. “I am Mr. Leo.” The woman smiled. “Amara. My name is Amara. And what’s your name, sweetie?” “I am Angel,” I introduced. “Angel. That fits you.” --- We entered the car as the woman directed Daddy to her beauty shop. “Is Africa a country?” I asked her. “No, sweetheart. It’s a continent. Fifty-four countries.” “Fifty-four!” My eyes went wide. “Do you know all of them?”

Angeline quickly placed her hand over his tiny mouth, “Don’t ever talk about death again okay?” He nodded without saying anything. “You said your mama?” She asked again to be sure. “Yes, my pretty mama,” he blurted joyfully. Just then the door opened and Aurora walked in with a tray of juice for the guest. “There” Liam was pointing at her, “she is my mama” he added and Angeline turned towards her, her eyes contained something unfathomable and expressionless. “Have some Juice maam” aurora said casually as she placed the tray beside her,

She looked tired as she just gave me a small smile. "Where is Amar?" I asked when I didn't find him. They both would be home by this time. So it was rare for him to not be seen around. "He's out in the garage." She replied. I nodded as I headed to the opened door of the Garage. I could see Amar bent over the bonnet of his car fixing something. "What's up, brother?" I asked perched on the stool nearby. "Hey sis. Just fixing the engine." He said not looking up at me.

I’m supposed to be wearing a white canvas but didn’t have much money to spare on a single pair of shoes. I grabbed my towel and head to the bathroom. Starting a quick shower and going to brush my teeth and fix my hair. My name is Afraah, I’m fair in complexion, I’m five feet two inches, my lips are thick and pink, I have a pointed nose, brown eyes and I’m quite slim. I live with my stepmother who has three children and my younger brother Khalil who is a fourth-stage cancer patient. My mom died when I was five years old while my dad passed away two years ago. My family isn’t rich which makes it very difficult to provide Khalil with the necessary things he needs.

The book is called JERICHO (For obvious reasons) Follow my In$t@gr@m account of you want to read any of my kindle books or paperbacks : the handle us @authorkyliegopal.

"Calm down, will you?" "Peace, you don't understand. I'm happy that he finally wants to introduce me to the world but then, there goes his family. They are quite infamous for always maltreating the less privileged, so I am scared." "Babe keep calm, Alex loves you and that is all that matters, Peace reassured." Oops, pardon my manners. I'm Vivian Blakes. I don't know if I should say I'm a Nigerian or just claim to be an American. Either way, I'm African-American.

You are not except, I’m not surprised. “Have you two brothers under the spell of the fox spirit? You two always speak well of Daisy. Ellin was really angry and just pulled out a chicken feather broom to hit Abe. Abed ran around the sofa, his hands in the air and said “the truth may be hurt to hear but it is necessary.”

I grumble, then look back at the man…then he bows. “Apologies if I have offended you, Alpha Fenriz. Allow me to introduce myself; my name is Kaen Asahi, and Umiko is my youngest sister,” he says with a slight Japanese accent, then smiles warmly at the woman in my arms. “A lot has happened since your beast put you under. Perhaps we can go to your office and, in detail, I will explain what has happened.” Well, fuck me.

he said pulling the revolver from his back waistband. “Keep it,” Aaron insisted. “I’ll get you more of the special ammunition it takes. It looks like you might need it.” Once again, Taavi thanked them, and Aaron followed Jamie back toward the car. As they climbed in and headed back towards Pearl Harbor, Jamie said, “Well that’s enough excitement for one day!” “Yes, it is,” Aaron agreed, intending to head back to his apartment to get some paperwork done and enjoy the pristine ocean views.

I mentally facepalmed. Yup... the ad for new friends still on.