Gidan Uncle Hausa Mga Nobela at Kwento

"Uncle!" Zed called his uncle, Deguzman. He just finished to talk to Talia. He is currently in the backyard garden of his uncle's house and he saw the man walking out of the gate, heading to his car like going somewhere. Deguzman looked at him with his brows knotted big time.

"Sofia. Daddy is here. Can you talk to your mom for me? Tell her not to do this. I do not want a divorce." Leonardo thought Sofia would soften. Sofia used to be the one who ran to Leonardo every time Leonardo came home, wrapping her arms around Leonardo's legs, calling "Daddy" over and over. But this time, Sofia just stepped half a pace behind me. Quietly, Sofia said, "Uncle Leonardo, you should go take care of your other kid. Do not bother me and my mom anymore." Leonardo went rigid. Leonardo's hand hung in the air. "Sofia, I am your daddy. Why are you calling me uncle?"

My dad who was quiet all along finally asked, suprising me. (Will the boy pay lobola?) “He wants to.” He gives me a nod. “Ndiza kuthetha nomalume wakho, kwaye njengentsapho, siza kulungisa umhla wokubopha intlanganiso.” I feel like he's confusing me. Which uncle? (I'll speak with your uncle. We'll fix a date together together as family.) “Tata, who are you talking about? I don't have an uncle.”

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.

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.

Where do I even begin? "It's Chase," I said, my voice barely above a whisper. Hailey's eyes widened. "Your uncle? What happened?" I cringed at the term. I always called him that when he pleasured me because it was kind of naughty, but hearing her call him my uncle out loud, made me feel that much more of a hoe. I hesitated, unsure of how to relive the memories. But Hailey's encouraging nod prompted me to continue. "I ended up at his place," I said, trying to keep my voice steady. "We...we slept together."

Just that cold, storm-grey stare that seemed to promise he’d already calculated every possible outcome and still wasn’t worried. “I am your uncle, Derek,” Ares said, each word slow and heavy, like a warning wrapped in velvet. “Edward Callahan’s son. The heir to the Callahan Empire. And I’m going to take care of the Callahan empire—every last piece of it. Protect it. Fix what’s broken. Make damn sure it doesn’t rot from the inside.” Then his gaze slid over to me. It wasn’t a glance. It was a look. Intense. Piercing.

"We... we'll head back right away." After I hung up, Larry glanced at me. "If you go home dressed like this, your Uncle Grant's going to explode."

Fredrik Young was Henry's uncle. He was a taboo for the entire Young family. Although Eliza grew up with Henry, since childhood, she had only heard of the existence of this uncle. If she hadn't met him on her wedding day, she wouldn't recognize him at all. "Weren't you abroad the whole time?" "Yeah, I just got back last night." It just so happened that his friend wanted to meet him. It was an urgent matter so Fredrik went to Neon Night's Bar as soon as he got off the plane.

Ifeme asked, biting his fingers with his front tooth. "Almost in the same manner that Adaugo died but a little bit different. Ezeugo died because of disobedience. He disobeyed the gods and collapsed," Okwudili opened his eyes. "Ifeme, your uncle died because he refused to follow the instructions of the gods. It is not good to follow your own way when the gods have chosen a way for you to follow." "Why didn't you warn him about disobeying the gods if you cared so much about him."