Tula English Novels & Stories

“Emily told me.” “You better watch your back!” Tula releases me then blushes. “So…how was your weekend?” “You could have told me it was a couple’s retreat!” I hiss between my teeth. “I thought you two were together!” Tula blushes deeply as she covers her face with her hands. “I am SO sorry, Elena! There are so many rumors, ugh, please forgive me!” “…I know… you are right, but you almost killed me from fear!”

“No, I am not going to let you leave this house Tula. Why are you running away from me? Are you scared that you might not be able to fight me now that you have me here in your house, at this hour?” Tulani was looking at her like he would a child begging him for change on the streets of Lusaka. “You are not in your right mind Lu, I think you should just go to bed.” “I have never been as clear headed as I am right now!” She yelled. “Tula,” she placed her hands over his chest but he immediately peeled them off and gently pushed her to the side. He had just opened the door to leave when he heard something rip behind him. He quickly turned to check.

"Yes," she smiled, patting her flat stomach. "It is a beautiful life." I looked down at her belly. It was smooth, but it had the slight, soft stretch marks of someone who had given birth before. "Do you have a family?" "I have four children," Tula said proudly, her eyes shining under the sun. "They are all at the village school right now." "You got a school here? In the middle of the jungle?"

I say, before turning to head back inside. As I get close to the back of the packhouse, I see part of our flower bed with flowers that are alternating between looking dead and looking beautiful. I step over and see Tula hiding among the flowers. I hear her sniffle and the flower begins to die before she touches it, and it perks back up again. “Tula?” She startles at my voice. “Oh, Lady Luna Grace. Good morning.” She quickly wipes her eyes before looking up at me. “Tula, what are you doing out here in the flowers?” I ask, sitting down on the edge of the flower bed.

I say as I point to her sheet, as well as indicating the names on both Leonard's and my sheet. "I know it's Latin," says Hila, "I can discern a few phrases I've seen, like novus which means new, or omnibus, which relates to all. But to actually understand the whole phrase, I need a little more research." "Maybe Machiv will know," suggests Tula as she glances around, and right on time, Machiv with Keito appears. "Hey, Machiv," says Leonard as the two of them sit down, "what did you get for your magical identity?"

’ She admitted. There was a slight pause on the line then followed by a sigh. ‘Now you tell me what exactly is getting on your nerves? The fact that you couldn't show off your pretty look or because you didn't get to see him? And just in case you are wondering, I am expecting the same answer for both.’ ‘Do you ever listen to yourself, Tiana?’ ‘Yeah, I do.’ Tiana replied. ‘So can you speak in English?’ ‘English is the exact words I speak my lady.’

I hear her sniffle and the flower begins to die before she touches it, and it perks back up again. “Tula?” She startles at my voice. “Oh, Lady Luna Grace. Good morning.” She quickly wipes her eyes before looking up at me. “Tula, what are you doing out here in the flowers?” I ask, sitting down on the edge of the flower bed. “I’m sorry, is this a bad place for me to be?” She says, starting to stand up. “No, no.” I say quickly. “You’re welcome to stay here as long as you want. But why are you here, crying.”