Hada Novels & Stories

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ZION "Zion, for fucks sakes. Can't you keep your hands to yourself," Kendra fumed as she swatted my fingers away from her, "Didn't your mama teach you not to mess with a black girl's weave!" The scowl on her face amused me as well the red weave she decided to get during the weekend.

Haadi cooed in a soft voice but her words only seemed to make me weep harder. "I—I—I—didn't—I don't have—anyone else—but Allah—Haadi—what do—I—do? Haadi—I am so—scared—Allah hates—me—" My voice cracked with uncontrollable tears but I thought my heart would break with grief before I could find an answer to that.

thanks. Yours truely Khads.

Very weird. * To Be Continued *

I mentally facepalmed. Yup... the ad for new friends still on.

Still not being able to see his face from the good he was wearing stepped closer trying to see him more clearly. “It’s ok Princess. You don’t have to be nervous, I’m Hades and you.” He said in a melodic accent taking his hood off to shake his hand, he smiled showing small dimples form at the ends of his cheeks with his fangs popping out with. He had his black hair with streaks of white flopping as with every word he spoke.Not noticeable for some or at least for me, he hard a 2 cracks like a cement bolt on the right side of his face no longer than the other almost touching his eyebrows.

"I think they both are not able to talk to each other properly in front of us so, can they talk privately shahana beta - said dadi with a smirk on his face, she was so bold, she winked at ahad. "yaa I think so, ahad izzah both of you go to lawn and talk - said mom and smile was not leaving her face. Dad was literally shooting daggers at ahad. Ohh allah My protective Papa. As I looked at ahad he was really uncomfortable as dad was scanning him or I don't know what. I should save him. " yaa I also think I mean we should - I said nervously. ahad got up from his seat and walked towards me, Ohh god why is he so handsome, He was wearing black shirt with blue denim and Rolex watch. He is looking de

“I know. But hey—that’s a 50% chance. Better than zero.” He held out a piece of paper to me. I squinted at it. Hade. 21. A writer. “It’s pronounced Adi,” he said with a big grin. I almost laughed out loud. Adi? From Hade? God, it was kind of cute—but I quickly shook my head to snap out of it. No. Nope. Not going there. His name is Hade—spelled like hate but read like Adi. Same as Tycen’s username in COD, that video game where strangers shoot things together and talk like they’ve known each other for years.