Obanai Novels & Stories

If I may” “He got held up in the states, but he'll be back by next weekend, and our had some business to handle”, one of the men answered. “Ah, alright, right this way then”, my father ushered them into the living room. “This is the bride to be, Anaya” Serena looked at me, she scrutinised me head to toe as if checking out a dress. “My sons, Antonio, Marco, Davide,” he turned and looked disdainfully towards... “and my youngest son, Luca.

Max exclaimed in amazement, after tying Ken's bangs. He pinched the tip of Ken's nose passionately. "Very cute." Danai nudged Foy's arm who was watching Max and Ken's interaction in front of him. "Foy, where did you buy this onogiri? It's delicious and I think I can still eat one or two more." Foy turned slowly to Danai, moving away from the scene where Max was so mesmerized by Ken with his cute ponytail and Ken who was blushing like a boiled crab at Max's gaze.

Asa took another and bit before giving to his father the half bitten one as Elias bent down and allowed his son to feed him. "This is amazing. Where did you get it?" Elias moaned as Ren giggled. "Ba-chan." He answered with a blush on his face. "Who's ba-chan?" Elias asked. "His grandmother, Edith. Oba-chan or ba-chan means grandmother. You were married to a Japanese, how do not you know?" I asked out of curiosity. "I never met Hana in Japan and we weren't married long enough to learn anything except greetings and a few curse words she threw at me." He explained as he rubbed his hair nervously.

Yahiko’s words alerted Charlie. He asked, “Mr. Ito, do you know the Nippon Steel President well?” “Yes!” Yahiko answered seriously, “The name of the Nippon Steel President is Watanabe Shinwa, and we have a deep friendship.” Charlie nodded and said, “Can you ask whether he has worked together with any Oskian companies recently? If yes, please ask him for the name of that company.” Yahiko immediately replied, “Alright, Mr. Wade. I’ll ask him now.”

"And please tell them to sit down." "Thank you, madam," Oboo said in a rush as he sat down. Okayo sat down too. She gave them a strained look before opening up a colloquy with them. Mr. Shan gave her the book and she opened a blank page. "Oh! What's your name, boy?" "They call me Oboo." "Who are they?" "Mmm...," he thought scratching his head, "my people... our people." "Can your friend over there hear me? I mean, does he speak English?"

What's wrong with Shin? * To Be Continued *

Ok, get, some of the warriors of the seventh clan, hence the shout of one them could be heard across fifty miles, the shouting of his name by one of these fellow could bring him from the realm beyond, a seventh clan warrior by the name Ofobo was instructed to carry out the task, he several times but it was no avail, Obihi snored the more, several suggestions failed, a warrior-friend of his took a pestle and stroke his head, that alone could kill a normal man, but he was still snoring heavily, water was boiled and drenched on him, despite all these dangerous attempts to get him up, he was still snoring, one of the giant try thrusting a spear into his thigh, but

“I was greatly alarmed at what I had seen, so I ran to my mother’s hut to inquire on what was happening, but she refused to tell me the truth. After seeing those men in the palace, I knew my father was going to tell me the truth, so I waited eagerly as I sat beside him. Murai told them a summary of all his father had said. The name 'Banabella' rang in their ears. “Son,” his father started, “I named you Murai for this reason: the night you were born, I fought and killed a leopard. That same night, I had good dreams about you. The day of your birth signified strength and power. I feel you will become powerful on earth if you listen to the voice of the gods; for I had the foreknowledge and pray

Eleven years ago, At Ibaraki Prefecture High School Akira Kaneko, a sixteen-year-old high school student, possessed a unique beauty with her short black hair, round gray eyes, and lovely brown complexion. With a sharp nose and standing at approximately 152 cm, her friends affectionately called her “Chibi,” a Japanese word for small. She was a hardworking student who cherished self-love but was delicate in matters of the heart.

They all replied like they were replying to a command from a general. "Oga,omo kan bere yin ( a child is asking for you sir)" one of the men pointed to Dami drawing their attention back on Dami. "Ehn ehn kilo fe? (What do you want?)" Mr Aguda asked him in a calm voice,his face softening.