Romance Novels By Nigerian Authors Novels & Stories

The chance to edit this chapter: My name is Adama, and I have a wonderful life, as well as a wonderful family to which I am devoted. I am a Nigerian woman who also happens to be an Igbo girl. While the majority of you may be expecting a werewolf, vampires, and other supernatural creatures, it is sometimes necessary to understand the real world and what exists on it. A story about myself and how I came to be in the position I was in will be told to you. I never imagined something like this could happen in this world, but it did happen to me. I hope you enjoy it.

He stayed buried deep in Chioma, grinding slowly as they twitched and whimpered beneath him, completely ruined. “You came here as proud, beautiful women,” he said darkly, voice thick with satisfaction. “Now you leave knowing what a real Nigerian man can do to your bodies.” Chioma and Amina looked up at him with glassy, shattered eyes, bodies trembling, thighs soaked with cum, sweat, and their own juices. “Yes, Chief,” they whispered weakly. “We’re yours.” Outside, Lagos continued its restless, vibrant night. Inside the villa, two women had been thoroughly claimed and destroyed by raw, unrelenting power.

Hey guys! Thank you all for checking out this book. It really means a lot to me. Thank you guys for everything For the support, comments and reads For also growing close to Amarachi and Jordan. They love you 😂❤ I'm planning on publishing Raphael's and Nicole's story on this platform! So buckle up and prepare for a roller coaster of emotions. As we say goodbye and draw the curtains of Pains of Amara, lets welcome Nicole and Raphael story in: A MAFIA'S POSSESSION

I have work in the morning, at a coffee shop, I’m 21, no college education, and books are my only escape from my sad reality, but I had to find the one book that made me angry tonight. I close my eyes, trying to sleep but Nygeria and Noah keep coming back to my mind. I want to know what happens, but I can’t get with it. Nygeria in the book is way too weak. If it were me, I’d ruin the plot. I drift off to sleep, still thinking of the book Nygeria and Noah.

I love her other novels too such as her new one his high class maid. Am telling you the first time l got to know that she is Ugandan, l was so happy. Because most Ugandan are readers not writers. So l love the fact that she is representing us on great apps like novel cats and goodnovel. Alia explained. She was beaming with a smile.

As they filed out of the room, none of them dared say it aloud, but they were all thinking the same thing: “Let’s go and act normal,” Ronke muttered as she opened the door. “Nigerian weddings don’t wait for anybody—even scandal.” Kemi stayed beside Zara, offering quiet company. Then, her phone buzzed. She glanced down without thinking—and her breath caught. It was a blogger notification from one of those infamous Lagos gossip pages, the kind that stirred chaos with no remorse.

This happens mostly on weekends when, I think, lovers are going for dates and men want to impress ladies. Men because most of my orders are from make clients. Klaus kisses me in a way that makes me understand the difference between football and soccer. The way he holds and angles my head with his big palm screams ‘possessive’. I don't mind though. He can possess me all he wants tonight. I want a man so bad. Since Tony left, I have tried a few but no one can give me the rough satisfaction I want. I love it when I am being dominated. When one is humiliating me in all ways they can think. That makes me cum harder than thunder.

Reading books has been my therapy lately. "Let's get to it," I mumbled before I started searching the shelf to find a book to keep me busy, and I finally found one, 'Promises Are Made To Be Broken' by Cha Cha, a Nigerian author. Although it was my first time checking this book out, but I trust her work to always come out good, because I've read some of her books in recent days and found them all interesting. I had no idea why her books are here on the royal shelf, well, that wasn't my problem though.

she said with a laugh, though there was warmth in her voice. “Yewande,” Liam warned lightly, sliding into the seat beside Amara. He reached under the table, his hand brushing against hers, a subtle gesture of reassurance. The meal began with the clatter of plates and the rich aroma of jollof rice, roasted chicken, and stewed vegetables filling the air. Amara found herself disarmed by the easy laughter that bounced around the table. Kunle told stories about his latest work trip, mimicking his boss’s expressions with such exaggeration that even Liam’s usually composed father chuckled. Yewande argued with her older sister, Tola, about fashion trends, their banter rapid and affectionate.

I sat there, totally dumbfounded, for a long time after he had left. A/N: Thanks for reading! You can please check out my other stories here on Goodnovel, —His Obsession (Completed), Crossed paths(Completed), The Snooty Billionaire's Maid(Completed), The Next Wife(completed), The Bad Boy's Crazy Crush, Heart of My Other World. Follow and like my page on Facebook: Author Gift Odulesi Author Facebook group: Author Gift Odulesi (Gift's readers) Instagram: @giftodulesi. Thanks for reading.