Umara Ahmad Novels & Stories

Her voice was firm. “Are you sure about this?” “Yes, let us not waste our time here. At least one of us could go to Axum. I’ll support you.” Seti gave him a quick peck. The voices of the dissatisfied spectators echoed. “I’m willingly giving my spot to Pierre Amherst!” Seti announced while she raised her hands high. The faces of the disappointed council members were visible. However, almost everyone hardly shook their heads. And so, Pierre was announced as the winner. They walked back to their location hand in hand again when the next contenders were called. One of them was Kane Gunther.

They all greeted him like he was the king. As usual, he doesn't reply to greetings. He would rather wave his hand off to them. He did that and sat on the chair while Kimberly stood up. "Let's start the meeting." He ordered. "Okay. Let's start but who is this?" A man in his fifties asked. "Why do you want to know her? She's my Secretary! So start the damn meeting!" Damien banged the table frightening everyone. "Yeah! Yeah! I'm very sorry. So, the goods from the U.K arrived lately on Wednesday and they need two companies to buy it. We discovered the goods........"

A paragon of neat and clean. His uniform was the same as the chauffer's, a white dress shirt tucked neatly under a pair of black trousers. Unlike the chauffer's cuff links which were silver in color, his were gold. A higher rank. In addition he wore a black buttoned half sweater and his feet and socks were buried in his polished black shoes. It was easy to see the the Wushi family crest imbued on his left wrist since it was not a regulation to wear gloves for the senior servants of the

“I’m sure you would. But you’re too valuable to waste in a direct fight.” He then looked at Serena. “You must feel better, now that he’s here.” Serena lifted her chin defiantly. “You’re wasting your time. Whatever you’re planning, it won’t work.” “But it already is,” Maeron said, and stepped back. “Hope is a beautiful thing. But it’s also the easiest to twist.” He left the chamber with a flourish of his robe, the chains clinking faintly in his wake. The door slammed behind him, leaving them in silence once more.

Since he was taller and older than Jide, King Nnaji had ordered him to play the role of a wretched father who had been infected with this deadly disease and had resorted to begging, just to feed himself and his son. “What use is money in the hands of a leper?” Jide shook his head with reproach. If Ginika knew the old saying, while was he acting like a goat? “We would rather you give us food,” Ginika added. “This is the least my master can do for your sorry soul.” The commander tugged the reign of his camel. “But there is a village down the riverside, northwards from here. Name is Umudike. You can have a fresh drink from their waters and find solace there. I hear there is an herbalist that tr

I replied to Jordan and ruffled his hair again before I said goodbye to him. "Alpha Michael, "Jordan called me again and I glance at him with a raised brow. "Hmm?" "I'm not eating vegetables," Jordan said smirking and then he quickly ran back to his room. I just shook my head smiling softly as I walk towards the penthouse. As I was walking near the penthouse, I can't help but frown when I saw Maddox–my beta or second-in-command, pacing back and forth at the door. Maddox is in charge of the pack whenever I'm in a council meeting or I have some errands to do to the neighboring packs. I don't know what's going on with Maddox right now but it feels like something is troubling him looking at his

I gulped nervously as I stared at his post, which already has about one point five millions likes and thousands of comments. I hurriedly clicked on the home page and went immediately to the message icon. Mystery man: I am Jamaal Amir Haidar, son of Minister Haidar of San Rosta. Mystery man: You know my name now, so tell me yours. ******

lots of love, amara<3

My eyes widened, and I nodded vigorously in response. Mariano Wolfe Lionelli Montefiore Rivera was an infuriating man.