Gidan Uncle Hausa Novel Complete Novels & Stories

Slowly, he closed the magazine, set it facedown on the desk, and turned the page on his work. Dear Readers, Thank you for walking with Thalassa through her darkness and into her light. Her story is a reminder that the masks we wear do not define us. What lies beneath does. With love and gratitude, Oma ©️ Okeke-Eze Ifeoma Isabella (Oma) All Rights Reserved. September 2026 THE END

They all giggled like schoolgirls and Ashton eyed me suspiciously, which just made me grin even wider. “Never underestimate the power of polite conversation and good food,” I said with a wink, as some things from my cock-sucking trucker days had turned out to be quite useful. I laughed when he didn’t get it, and instead pushed him in front of me out the door, where three very angry-looking Elders were waiting for me. Sorry, not sorry… “Dagan,” my uncle snapped, his eyes flying between me and Ashton, clearly not happy with what he was seeing. And he had reason to be…

Bashir Uncle said "I thought have told you to stop saying that Idi or I can no longer talk to you" Uncle B the elder one said "Hajiya don't mind him, you know him to always have problem with the less privileged" Uncle B said before they ate and left "Bashir come here" Amma said immediately they left "don't worry son you know how Idi is. He don't like people that don't have,which I don't know what they have done to him. But worry not I won't allow him to discourag your father" Amma tried to talk to Bashir because he looks heart broken. Bashir knowing fully well what his uncle is cabale of doing. He just don't know why problems always arise from father's side especially father's brothers calle

' Nneoma listened raptly, her eyebrows furrowed. 'On another occasion,' Mrs. Dike continued. Gideon received a big remuneration from his office. He was so happy that he decided to throw a party for all his African friends. He said his wife was absent then. He bought a very large quantity of okporoko and anu ewu. He wanted to make a pot of rich pepper soup for them. The whole stuff was on the fire, simmering and African music booming in the air. After a short while, as if someone had hinted her, his wife arrived like an unwanted ghost. When she saw all his African friends, she nearly went mad with rage. She raved and raved. 'Who the hell gave you the guts to come here?' She had screamed at Gi

Her mother sighed, wondered how to start this story that left distaste in one's mouth. "Do you know B.B Bakura?" Their faces changed at the supposedly unrelated question the old lady asked. "Have you no eyes?" She asked harshly in Hausa making the recipients of her words flinch. They had eyes, they just had never put that kind of two and two together. "Can you not see that nose Labeebah is carrying around is a replica of that Kanuri boy B.B Bakura?" Labeebah's aunt blinked over and over like a doll, wondering how her sister ever even entangled herself with the current Vice President.

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.

“Who is Uncle G? Is he just an ordinary businessman or is there something more to it? As far as I have observed, everyone in the private room, even your parents, did not dare to move around with him, even though his words were really provocative." The girl with the Scorpio zodiac chuckled, so her husband got slightly annoyed by it. “Uncle G is not an ordinary man. He is the first child of five siblings. That was why no one dared to go against my beloved uncle, and he had so great power in the Verz's big family.”

Adnan said and the call got disconnected. “Who is that?” Idris asked him. “Uncle Adigun.” Adnan said and Idris nodded. “Your Uncle that commit Zina with pride... hmmm the only known Zanni in your family.” Idris said nodding. “Come on stop that ... What is that?” Adnan said. “Why is he town? Are girls now scarce in the village that he come to Ibadan to look for them?” Idris asked. “He told me he is here for one girl ... And he want to stay at my place.” Adnan said.

The soft embrace was what she needed she hugged him back not wanting to leave anytime soon, he took her to a seat and they sat down together close to her sister's while she was still in his embrace. "The brake failed, they collided with a truck, Chuka died at the spot, Dad is in surgery while mum is in coma. The car is in total wreck" Chidinma narrated she was trying so hard not to cry she had to be strong for her sisters. Tears were dropping from Chimamanda's eyes Their Uncle on the other side was lamenting "fake crocodile tears I'm sure he is happy, I know he has a hand in this and I will surely find out".

, "Good thinking Uncle. Are you planning to open a company" "Yes. But I don't know if my dream will became true or not", "Which kind of company do you engaged in?", "Machines and farm products", "And it will help many people Uncle. And don't worry, l will help you fulfill your dream uncle", "Really dearest!" Aroused Mandrel, looked up at Jeisin, "Of course, daddy friend" Jeisin replied. And she continued, "Well Uncle, that's enough. I got to go to Granny and hear a story. But you are not hungry right?",