Mha Yu Novels & Stories

I said to myself and there was a knock on my door,I was so tired to stand up but I manage to stand up on my feet and I managed to open the door, as l opened the door an Aroma got into my nostrils, the Aroma of food and my favourite, Egusi and a poundo yam andl quickly followed the maid who brought the food, l even helped the maid set up my dining,can't wait to devour the food, immediately the maid left, I quickly wash my hand in the bowl of water and I sit down and began to eat, when I finish eating, I wash my hand and I go to

Ash whined; he was happy that at least there was no boyfriend and he still had a chance with her. " It must be 228 then, my mistake I guess, " Maya said as she sat up; it was 9 pm. " having the possibility, I checked that room too but no one named Roy ever lived on that floor, " Maya was confused; her truth was slowly breaking; it means Roy lied to me? but why?

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• 𝘽𝙝𝙖𝙠𝙩 - 𝘿𝙚𝙫𝙤𝙩𝙚𝙚. • 𝙈𝙖𝙝𝙖𝙢𝙖𝙮𝙖 - 𝙈𝙖𝙝𝙖𝙢𝙖𝙮𝙖 𝙞𝙨 𝙜𝙤𝙙𝙙𝙚𝙨𝙨 𝘿𝙪𝙧𝙜𝙖𝙙𝙚𝙫𝙞. 𝙎𝙝𝙚 𝙞𝙨 𝙢𝙤𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙧 𝙣𝙖𝙩𝙪𝙧𝙚, 𝙞𝙡𝙡𝙪𝙨𝙤𝙧𝙮 𝙥𝙤𝙩𝙚𝙣𝙘𝙮 𝙤𝙛 𝙂𝙤𝙙 .

REMINGTON 11 MONTHS, 23 DAYS LATER. “We… won?” I muttered beneath my breath, eyes glued to my phone, watching the hockey match live. “We fucking won!” I screamed at the top of my voice, earning a groan from Clark and a grumble from my mum. This was the final match in a major competition, and our school — Chastity Verse — won. “Pull over!” I ordered the driver behind the wheel. He glanced backwards at my mum, who groaned in frustration.

I tore through anyone who stood in my way, my only thought reaching Aliyah. And then, suddenly, there she was. Looking bruised and terrified, but alive. Our eyes met across the room, and for a moment, everything else fell away. "Alessandro," she whispered, her voice a mix of relief and... was that fear? Before I could reach her, a figure darted between us. Helena, her face twisted in a snarl of hatred. "You're too late, Alessandro," she spat. "She knows everything. About the mafia, about what you really are. Do you really think she'll want you now, knowing what a monster you truly are?"

The woman scolded her. Moira laughed. "I'm home alright, Mama." The woman seems like realized my presence. "Oh, you come with someone?" Moira seems to be nervous. I stand to greet her. "Good afternoon, Ma'am." "Good afternoon, Young Man. Care to introduce him to me, Moira?" she teased her daughter. "Um ... Ma, this is Drake. He want me to introduce him as my future husband," she mumbled with a red face, I can't hold myself from laughing.

Sasha replied to them curtly, his eyebrows drawn together. ‘I hear you are the food connoisseur’ Lyosha said in a much thicker accent than Sasha’s as he sat in front of me. He was nearly as tall as Sasha and just as muscular. His long dark blond hair was slicked back, his square jaw was covered in day old stubble and his sharp cheekbones made him look like a male model. His dark blue eyes held my attention and mesmerised me, I stared at him a little stunned. ‘My name is Lyosha’ he finished almost in a purr.

Kydah and Mehr have their own living room then a room they use together cos Kydah was afraid to sleep alone in a room. "Yes Maamita," she answered coming out with her phone, wearing a crop top and ripped jeans with her hair tied in a ponytail. "Go and carry a cap or veil to close your hair then meet me in the kitchen," Maa ordered walking to the kitchen. Their first born, Ya Muhsin is bringing a visitor. His best friend Anwaar Othman Muhammad. He's not even his best friend only cos they're like brothers. Their parents are best friends and business partners.

"What would I eat then?" "Ah! We have Eba." Mama stated with a wide smile while counting with her fingers the various types of local delicacies she could prepare. "Fufu, starch, semovita, pounded yam, Ewedu soup, Kekefia, Amala, yellow soup—" Mama was ready to go on and on but May cut in. "Ma … ma" May drawled. "Maryam isn't familiar with all those meals you're listing."