Gidan Uncle Hausa Novel 20 Novels & Stories

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The first time my dark black skin touched him the contrast made us laugh. Everyone always said white boys had no lips and no dick. Jared proved that wrong. We missed classes that day. My parents were so excited for us. But the real excitement was my Uncle, Mom’s Brother. His mate died before they had children. As the niece who reminded him the most of her he wanted to give me his pack in Atlanta, GA, USA. He was waiting for me to find my mate. He wanted to see who the goddess chose.

Uncle Jaafar was becoming furious now. Everything he said was just ringing in my brain, I couldn't believe it was Uncle Jaafar speaking. Baba's elder brother. No! I couldn't believe it. Reedah walked to where he was standing infuriated and knelt in front of him and continue shedding tears, holding his feet. "Uncle you're all we have now in Nigeria. We don't have anybody else, apart from Aunty salamatu. No where to go and no where to sleep. Uncle, please just consider us. We are not here to worry you and we won't agitate your family and no we are not here to accuse you of Baba and Ammi's death. It is only he who created them to serve him that took them back, so Uncle, please let us stay with

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.

Hades asked Eustone at lunch. "Not at all," he answered, smirking. "I like it even more that she's like that. It's like a challenging game." "Look, bro, do you even know what happened to her in the past? Bro, she's disgusting!" Hades was really trying to convince his friend about Sasha. He thought this guy just doesn't know anything about seducing a coach and getting an abortion and about his aunt dragging Sasha in front of everyone! "Come on bro! She's telling you to avoid her!"

"What ever captain obvious. Got any siblings" "Ha yea I do. We are 3 I have an elder sister Heather I'm the second and I have a baby sister Marielle they can be a hand full at time but they always find a way to keep me fulfilled... Do you have any siblings." "No it's just been me and my mom ever since" "Since when?" "Well since we left our beloved town which tore us apart, I never saw my father since then... " "Wow I'm so sorry Uwana I never thought you've gone thought this much. I didn't mean to make you talk about it. "

How could he say he was Ginika’s uncle when he doesn’t care if the boy lived or died? The skin on his buttock was beginning to itch, so he shifted his weight again and picked up some pebbles from the ground. The gritty feel reminded him of the beach in the woods, where he hides himself away from the taskmaster, and away from this life of slavery. He studied the dark stones for some time before throwing them out into the distance. The stone landed on the sandy soil and rolled towards the people. They still gathered around the dead bodies, and it looks as if Pa Uche was saying something.

The young man just shrugged ignoring his uncle’s reprimand, “Gabi, why don’t you check the seat at the cinema if it’s clean. I have something to discuss with Uncle.” Hurriedly, she exited towards the hallway to the storage to get the cleaning tools. She wondered what they are going to discuss. She wondered it’s about her. The old man seems upset that she was touching the gown. There are things between the uncle and his nephew that seem strange to Gabi. Rafa seems self-assured and his uncle seems to accept the younger man’s authority. Is it the old man’s way of handing the reigns to his nephew? She wondered…

My mouth formed an 'o' shape in understanding. Hayden's uncle stepped out of the car and walked towards us. He was a tall man, with dark skin that matched Hayden's complexion, making me realize how common it was here. Dark skin was prevalent among the majority of people I saw, and I admired the acceptance and lack of discrimination. "Aye, look at my boy Slim!" his uncle exclaimed loudly, embracing Hayden in a hug. Hayden seemed displeased by the affection, but his uncle only laughed, unaffected. "Yuh aunt vex. She say she ain't see yuh in so long," his uncle continued, and Hayden rolled his eyes.

she whispers, “this is darker than *Papa Legba’s* tricks.” The nail thrums in my grip, alive as a struck tuning fork. I think of Uncle D’s stories—how iron remembers the mine’s blood, the forge’s fury. How it hungers for vengeance. “Let’s answer them,” I hiss. Uncle D laughs, a sound like gravel and grace. He’s perched in the window frame, shotgun balanced on his knee like a lover. At sixty, he moves like shadow—a man who’s buried more traitors than the earth can hold. “Li gen zo nan do li! (She’s got backbone!)”