Masane Amaha Novels & Stories

Zeenah called again. "Naa'am, (Yes)" Maama answered quickly. But as soon as she looked up and saw Zeenah, her face turned sour, her anger clearly open for everyone to see. "Zeenatu, Allah wadaran haihuwarki! (Zeenatu, woe to the day you were begotten!"

Nothing much was left for her in Odeon, she was going to help Amira. Amira and Akeem alongside Anna set out for Vartell , Amira believed Selina would be of a huge help to her when she got to Vartell. They journeyed for days and nights. Akeem Had showed how brave he would be. He barely cried, he kept quiet when he needed to, made the right gestures when he needed something since he couldn't talk. "We need food, I'm so hungry" Anna complained "I know, but the fruits around here are poisonous. You'll have to hold on a bit" Amira consoled her

Amara smells like soap, wrapped in warmth after her bath. She smiles a little before saying, “How has your day been so far?” That’s right, I say. A fine day. Once Jane’s been paid and the children are asleep, out back Amon and I take a seat. Down beneath us, the city of Kampala glows with tiny blinking lights. “Thank you,” I say. “For today. For not giving up on us.” “Never. Even when everything is falling apart, even when you can’t be present — never.”

Rolling his sleeves and loosening his tie, Amaan took the driving seat and drove towards Asmaira’s campus, feeling unusually enthusiastic. However, the same enthusiasm faded once he spotted Asmaira on the campus. Pressing the brake abruptly at the sight—earning an angry honk for the passing by rider—his earlier smile morphed into a frown. What came into his view was Asmaira laughing heartily. But what made him frown was the company that made her laugh—a guy. A dark thought clouded him. 'Only I can make her laugh. '

I had built something large and cold in my head. Alpha Jude Mensah was average height. Well dressed. A face that had learned to be pleasant in the way of men who used pleasantness as a tool rather than a quality. He came through the door and read the room in one second and his face did something underneath the pleasantness that was not pleasant at all. He looked at Nana first. Then at Adaeze. Then at me. "Luna Amara," he said. Smooth. Controlled. "This is unexpected." "I imagine it is," I said.

“Batameez. Have some shame Aamina!” “What ?! I am just stating the truth dado. Isn't it bhaai ? Correct me if I am wrong.” Turning towards her brother, she controlled herself from smiling wide and patiently waited for his answer. Mustafa felt in a difficult situation as he couldn't agree with Aamina’s bold statement but at the same time, he couldn't deny, that she was indeed right. Feeling nervous he rubbed his neck, unable to form correct words to describe the beauty in front of him, the one who had robbed his breaths and crazed his mind. “Yes, you look.......” Before he could complete his sentence he saw Maria leaving from there, embarrassed with the turn of events. “....mesmerizing.”

He stood tall, with his head and nose high up towards the sky, his chest pumped forwards as if it was overflowing with pride. "We got here just fine. I am the Luna of Blackwaters pack in America, Anais Baraed, Glad to make your acquaintance." I said trying to be as polite as possible. "I am Paenoe, the alpha of Tayaman" the man replied. "Tayaman?" I asked...is that what they called their pack in their language?

Celine asked in a whisper as she caught them looking at her sister. "I think Charlotte likes Vermin." Amairah said as she couldn't tell he was his mate. It was her private matter. Celine looked at her sister and observed her expressions. She was zoned out while looking at Vermin. "I think she does." Celine also shook her head as they all got interrupted by Mana's whistle. "It's time for a break." Mana announced as they all came back soaked in sweat. Until now the score was equal. "Do you need to change your shirt." Amairah asked him as he came to sit beside her. She handed him the water she was holding for him.

ABUJA, NIGERIA. And now, Amani is going to see her mother as it is Sunday. She's missed her mother, father and brothers a lot so she got up early and finished the last touches of some aso ebi that will be collected the next day. She knew she is going to spend all her day there and so will her husband with her brothers. She's missed her banters with her brothers a lot and can't wait to go and disturb their peace. They never are too playful but with her, it's on another whole level.

"young man! who are you, and who did you say has sent you?" looking sternly at the King, the stranger replied, "My name is Amusa- a messenger from the kingdom of the southern region, I was sent by Shamugar to deliver a message to you." "What is the message my son?" the King asked politely, "My King said you should be ready for war on the tenth day of this month, he said should prepare your forces to collide with him in the valley of Ama." When he said so, a slight flame of anger lit up within the King. "tell your king that we the