Dan Adam Hausa Novels & Stories

Dadi is the most enthusiastic old lady and she can't do anything like this to her own grandson and granddaughter. So nooo. "Adam" He don't have this much brain, and he is like my younger brother. So Noo. "Danish" He is rude, arrogant and jerk but he always mind his own business and is always concentrated on his work. So Noo. "Hadiya" She is BBB (bitch brainless bimbo) but can't do anything as she always say but don't do anything. So Noo. "Reyan" His mind is always occupied by Inaya's thoughts. And he is the best friend of ahad.

'' Again, he sounded cultured, civilized, but Kais knew better. ''Dinner it is then, let's do dinner together. You check with your itinerary, then you send me the time and location.'' Adam continued. Karis nodded, then remembered even his nemesis wasn't omni-present, Adam couldn't see him. ''Okay .'' He answered. ''Nice. See you later today. Bye, have a nice day.'' Adam Chukwu said, then he had the click from the other side and the line went dead even before he could say his own fare well. The man was probably more angry than Karis had thought.

And he stepped away before it reached his shoes. For Adam, there's no need to pity that kind of human and so negotiating won't ever work. To be honest, the lady should be thankful that it was him whom she met. Because if it was Brett or Chandler, she would rather beg them to kill her quickly than experience long tortures. From Curitiba city to Manaus, Adam took another flight for nine hours. Without any plan of resting, he went right straight to Bauruo paradise pub. "Quem e Voce?" (who are you?) Lucas Joao asked the guy who suddenly barged inside his office.

Maya. Maya was a stunning, Afro Latina, curvy in all the right places, with a presence that made heads turn. And Shane? He couldn’t look away. Isla noticed. She always noticed. Even though there was nothing left between them, she still caught the way his eyes tracked Maya’s every move, how his grip tightened on his drink when she laughed. Another “M” name, another distraction. Sade, ever the hostess, introduced Sienna to Adamo. “I’ve heard about you,” Adamo said, shaking her hand. “Sade won’t stop bragging about how good you are doing with her investments. I think I might move my portfolio over to you.”

Seattle – Washington The sound of fists echoed through the abandoned warehouse—a place that would be a nightmare for anyone who crossed paths with Adam Donovan, a man feared by all who knew his reputation and understood what he was capable of doing to anyone who meddled in his business or dared to betray him. Adam stood about six feet tall, with light brown eyes and jet-black hair, neatly trimmed on the sides and a bit longer on top. At thirty-two, his athletic build drew attention wherever he went. At that moment, he was settling a score with one of his subordinates who had thought he could deceive him—a nearly impossible feat, since Adam was notoriously distrustful. He placed his trust in

I chuckled and hit his chest playfully and said, "Stop jerk, it's getting late come on move your pretty ass" With that, we both walked to the parking lot, hopped, in the car, and drove to the destination. Adam is a big cheese in Paris, he owns a clothing brand that is famous all over the world called MEMI. He is richer than David. Adam's family is rich from generation they own many businesses and asserts all over world. So I know Adam will host a big party not only for his friends and family but also for his business benefits.

I peek at the screen and see that he already has 911 typed out on his keypad, ready for ring them with one tap. “How did you get past the gates?” Adam’s head turns in Spencer’s direction and I see recognition light up his eyes. “My name is Adam Blackwood and I am the world’s stealthiest and coolest hacker.” He extends his hand for a handshake. “It’s a pleasure to make your acquaintance, Mr Tremaine. Lodging and accommodations have significantly improved, thanks to you.” Smooth-talking bastard.