Religious Stories Novels & Stories

The movie was scary to fawaz, he wasn't familiar with such big fishes. The movie ended in two hours , nafisa and fawaz were already sleeping. Khadija sigh before joining them. They woke up around four in the evening, prayed and they sat talking. "Naffy, it is getting late. Let me get going " Khadija said to nafisa . "Okay"She replied and run off to her room. She got chocolate cake, and chocolate biscuits for fawaz, then Khadija's favorite square veil. The house felt empty, just like her an empty soul when her husband left her. she flipped through the cartoon channel , sighing heavily. She missed her husband.

Her God knew he tried. It was funny. He thought back to how much she loved her catholic God, trying so many times to convince him to join her in her worships, only to make up a different excuse every time. He was not the religious kind. He dismissed it as nothing more than fairy tale and stories to scare the children. After the incident he eventually tried to ask him, no, beg him to save her but nothing happened, which only further solidified his belief, and yet, here he was. He laughed to himself and steeled himself even more.

Whattt? You are a pretty ass bad bitch! Are you sure ayo would be able to keep his hands to himself? Use a condom sha.🚶‍♀️🚶‍♀️😑 I am not ready to be a godmother. Bel. godmother kor.🙄🙄 Me nko?🙄🙄 You wan dey whine cultist?😕😗😒 Amara don't use condom o. It's more enjoyable without a condom.🚶‍♀️🚶‍♀️

“Can we do stuffs that you like? Only in a more subtle way. Me being a beginner and all.” He caressed her hair. “What if you don't like what I like?” “I'm willing to explore.” Gabriel had to smile up at the ceiling. “You said Fola told you about my kinks.” “Yeah.” “So what exactly did that talkative tell you?” “Nothing much. How did he find out?” Gabriel shrugged. “Who knows? Besides, I don't really hide stuffs.” Her voice was shy and tiny as she asked, “Is it like BDSM? I've always wondered what it was like.”

the question was thrown to his father, who seemed unfazed by the commotion. “After you released my account, Dad, I got robbed. All the money in it got drained by someone. I'm left with no dime.” he said calmly, bowing his head low in shame. He knew what was coming for him. His father laughed hard, clutching his abdomen. "I'm telling the truth," responded Raymond in a very low tone. "You expect me to believe that you, a smart young man with millions in his account, were robbed? Just like that" his father asked, his tone incredulous. "And you have no evidence to support your claim?"

My father sat beside her and kept on looking at her in disbelief. It took a little time for my dad to believe that she was actually gone and she wanted to kill his son. He regretted his decision of marrying her. He regretted the way he couldn't listen to me every time I tried to talk about her. But he was grateful that his children were with him. After a few months... We started to spend time together again and laughed all day long with our father. He promised that he will never leave us alone. AND WE LIVED HAPPILY EVER AFTER.