Sakaci Hausa Novel Novels & Stories

“Don’t ask too many questions.” Saka clicked his tongue. “I’m suddenly hungry.” Karina shook her head slowly. “There’s always a reason,” she muttered softly. "What are you saying?" Karina quickly shook her head. Karina looked at Saka from the side. Now—Saka looked more human. The usual Saka was the Saka who often made her afraid and shudder in horror. But for some reason tonight, Saka was like the man she met 13 years ago.

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Have you ever wondered what life will be like if you weren't born the way you were? Have you wondered why people judge others for a situation they can't control? If you haven't, then welcome to my life. Welcome to my world, the world of Rabel Ichie Uzoamaka, the shunned maiden of Mabudazou. “Witch”, I hear a villager mutter as I passed her by, “Ekwensu's(is an evil proprietor; he's the god of all things evil) child,” another spat.

Greg's house Kema sat on the chair opposite Jackson as he stared at him. Jackson was staring into the screen on his phone, and a smile crept up to his face. Kema was curious as to what the young boy was reading that made him smile. "What are you doing?" Kema asked in a friendly tone. "Reading a story" Jackson replied "Which story?" "New Legend of Sango" "By who?" "Banjo Muhammed" Jackson replied "Oh! I have heard of him before. He is the one that wrote The heart broken vampire. He is good"

At some point, I felt sorry for the trepadised doctors observing how frightened they wouldbecome whenever marco noticed my features contorted in pain so I did my best to mask the pain I would feel as I recieved my injections. After the doctors left, marco called a maid who had my bath prepared after which we both had dinner in my room. He had his arm wrapped around my shoulder with my petite figure hauled against his large frame. He was reading me one of the books I did not get the chance to complete before I got hit by this dreadful illness. It was tittled 'Faceless' by Amma Darko, a Ghanaian novel. I really loved the novel. It portrayed the phenomenon of the street child especially females

Cue the sadistic smile that took over her swollen lips, pregnancy. She has her lies well planned already. She will lie that she didn't do any of those intentionally and someone drugged them both. She will go to any extent to be free of all complaints so their life won't be ruined. They will live a happy life once she gives birth to her baby girl, their baby girl. That will be enough to stop the family from making grievous mistake they will regret forever. Even if her lies get blown out, she has a plan B. What is her name again? Yes, Zara Buhari Yakasai, the most malevolent being to ever exist. She knows that herself and it gives her thrills alongside chills of just how bad she can be for som

A fickle of surprise passed by her eyes before she smirked. "See this girl o" She turned to say to her friends while laughing "Na me she dey talk to like that?" (Pidgin English translation: Is it me she's talking to like that?" "No na it's can't be you na, unless she no dey well for head" was Hadiza's response. (No it can't be you, unless she's not well in the head) "Abi" Runke added. "Anyways forget about that sef. The main reason I'm here is to warn you to stop talking to Dili" Adaeze growled out.

Alpha Makahi confronted the woman who broke into his pack and pack house. “Do you mind telling me who you are and how the hell you breeched my pack lands and pack house.” Makahi asked, towering over the little woman standing before him. “My name is Fayola but my close friends call me Lucky.” The woman said, waving at Lahni who scowled back at her. Lucky’s smile fell as she looked at Mina. “Uh is she still mad?” Lucky whispered as she grimaced. Mina nodded her head quickly, not looking in Lahni’s direction. “Would you care to tell me how the hell you breeched my boards and got into my pack house?” Makahi interrupted. Lucky’s eyes lit up with excitement. “Oh man I’m glad you asked because if m

Then he instructed the people saying: "The common man will have only one wife. Only a chief may have four or more wives. For this reason, you Hausa shall be brave because you come from wolves," said Q'waeti. "In every manner, you shall be strong." I close the book " What a rubbish and joke " I said and pull out a different book. It is red and the ink is thick and blue. "The Child Eater" is the title. I lean against the bookshelf and open it up. Here lived once a big woman named Dask'iya. She was an evil woman who stole innocent children from their loving families and takes them to Yaq'ilis Creek (Dry River in Barbarian country). She gathers the children together by the

Ify rolled her eyes, hitting her lightly on the arm as she sat up. “Of course. I know what it is. Where's Naeto?” she asked. “Scavenging for food for us and… there he is.” Aisha announced and she followed Aisha's gaze to see him with a plate surely filled with Akara, bean cake(an African meal) the, and a cup surely filled with water, held tightly to himself; dodging attackers and hurrying towards them. Aisha quickly got up to assist him, bringing the plate half filled with Akara and dropping it on the floor beside her.