Gidan Uncle Hausa Novel Complete Novels & Stories

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.

Ajike retorted, “Which uncle?“ the police asked, Ajike didn't talk again, she burst into tears and her parents also burst into tears, “we have so many uncles around us, her father's brothers work for us and my siblings are working for us likewise my siblings, I don't know, and If you ask from her she might not talk for hours” her mom says, “Which problem is this, one uncle wants to kill my daughter, my only daughter in my house because of my wealth” Olabamiji murmured,

I got to the garden and sat on the bench I usually sit on. “Gova, I have arrived with very good news to share with you. I have finally exacted revenge on my uncle. I fooled him using an old trick,” I continued. “I knew my uncle was very greedy so I organized a meeting announcing that I would be giving out money to the needy. I ordered the needy to get in a line in order to receive the money. They all did as I had instigated and my uncle was the second in line. It got to his turn and I remembered him of the past, I remembered what he usually says to me and how he refers to me as the burden of the family. I remembered how he always blames me for the death of my parents. He begged but I didn’t

Uncle has magical lips, just a kiss can wake up the wonton woman inside me. “Let's seat, so we can talk” Uncle Harrison whispered in my ear lifting me from the floor in bridal style, and he seated on sofa and made me sit on his lap. “You know what I mean to do with you once you agree you can't go back,” Uncle Harrison asked me and I nodded. “I want word babygirl because things will be changed once I claimed you,” Uncle Harrison, his hand on my one thigh caressing my soft skin. “Yes Uncle,” I said.

she tried to interrupt, but I quickly cut her off. “Where is your mother?” “She’s inside. But please, tell me!” She was desperate for an answer. “Take this bread to your mother.” Before I could even lift my head, Esther was already at the door. She stepped forward. “Good evening, Uncle.” “Good evening,” I replied, noticing the worry in her eyes. “Can we talk?” “No, Uncle. You just arrived. Won’t you rest for a while? Lagos to Benin is not like Ologbo. Please, at least bathe and eat first.”

she asked. “I'm Jade. You seem to know this place pretty well. How long have you been here?” “A few months ago, I was sold to Eduardo when my father caught me lying on top of a girl kissing her in my room. Her name was Ife, and she had Nigerian descent.” My jaw dropped, a shock brewing in my chest.” what? That's shocking. I'm so sorry about that. You mean he didn't owe the boss anything and sold you for compensation?” “Not exactly a story you hear every day, huh? Well, no, he was a priest; he had the money and wealth, and he just sent me here so I could suffer for my sins. He said I was condemned, and this was my hell; he was such a fanatic.”

I was willing to deal with him for bringing up such a past, but just then, Caleb, his so-called foolish son, ran up towards him. “That's enough, Uncle Caspian.” He placed his hand on my chest as he pushed me away from his father. “You killed your own father, and here you are fighting mine? You wish to kill him too?” As he pointed his hand at me, speaking to me—his uncle—with disrespect, I didn't hesitate to teach him a tiny lesson. I swiftly got a strong but casual grip of his hand pointed at me. “I'm your uncle, Caleb… show some respect!” I bent it over, the pain excruciating as he wailed in pain.

“You’re not that old uncle so don’t try to sell me the youths of today losing their culture and tradition and stuff, I was supposed to be at a party by now thanks to you.” “stop lying kid you don’t even know what a party looks like or what they do in a party,” Okafor teased, the tension of earlier slightly easing off his shoulders, being with his favorite nephew whose name was Aka does that, but he; like all Lagos youths tend to give themselves an alias to sound cool so he wanted to be called by his moniker ‘Hacker’, an altering of his birth name. if he wasn’t a programing prodigy then he was close, and that was why he’d always hang around the boy so that his skill set won’t get him in troub

"If that call doesn't come to me today then I would have never known about this fact. And neither will I know that I have any blood relative in this world. I'm not without acquaintance." With more drops of tears in her eyes she was looking straightly into Wadan's eyes while telling him. He was staring at her with a helpless look as she was backing away. But he got astonished at the words that came out of Hadia's mouth. "Whose calling are you talking about....who told you all this?" Now his tone becomes a bit rigid on what Hadia just said. "From whom I just recently came to know that I have an uncle. He told me and he did well to let me know. Otherwise, I wouldn't have come to know about this

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.