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  • In Love With A Muslim Lady (Chapter 2)

    In Love With A Muslim Lady (Chapter 2)

    In Love With A Muslim Lady Chapter 2

    Thank you for choosing Siri as your online beautiful sweet story reading partner. Today we have “In Love With A Muslim Lady Chapter 2 Of In Love With A Muslim Lady Chapter by Majesty Stories Or Novels To Read with Siri.”

    👰 In Love With A Muslim Lady Chapter TWO:

    1 Month later I travel to Ghana, while in Ghana I learnt that Aisha’s father will marry her off to one mallam as a 4th wife…. I can’t accept that… Am quitting this school to go save my love, else I’ll run mad or die cos of the blood covenant ….

    Despite the fact I tried to avoid coming back to Nigeria to see Aisha but I couldn’t cos of the blood covenant we shared..
    I know the consequences if anyone breaks it….

    Few weeks later, I travelled back to Nigeria… I risked my education cos I didn’t care… To me my love with Aisha the Muslim girl is what matters (things we do for love)

    On my arrival I discovered that there was a terrorist attack at the neighbouring village which rendered many homeless, widows and many got displaced…

    Jesus christ, my son what are u doing here, u didn’t tell me that you’re coming back.. What about school? (my mum asked when I came in to the house)

    Please mum I just arrived, it’s a long distance, let me just test first we’ll talk about it… I replied…

    Are u high on cheap drugs? U just resumed university at Ghana and is barely 1month you’ve come back with no explanation… Like are u serious right now? … Ehhh majesty!! (my mum countered me)

    Mum am not a small boy anymore, I heard that Aisha will be married off to that old mallam who’s enough to grandfather her, so am coming back to save my love mum.. (I said with confidence)

    Ewooo, I knew it… That Aisha has bewitch you.. that u can’t even stay without her, do you know how much ur father and I have paid just for your trip and school in Ghana? Plus ur accommodation, ur tuition and allowances? (my mum shouted)

    Mum, to me Aisha is important than school.. With her my life is at stake… do u even have any idea what will happen to me if I stop my relationship with with Aisha?
    You don’t just know (my mum cuts in)

    What will happen? Nothing will happen.. Tomorrow morning am taking you to the prophet’s house.. He’ll undo those spells that Aisha has done to you… And do you even know that your staying here is risky? ….. Haven’t u heard of what those people are doing at the neighboring village? All those attacks and terrorising the whole area… Please you’ll go back to Ghana as soon as possible…

    Mum, pls don’t bring those religious sentiment now…. Those bandit and terrorist doesn’t belong to any religion… I also heard that mosque were attacked and people were kidnap as well… The earlier you start respecting others religion the better for u and Nigeria as well ( I stood up and left my mum)

    The next day was Aisha’s traditional marriage…. Everything were on set at Aisha’s compound, many cows were bought and foods of different kind were cooked, people of different caliber also arrived… Oh it was a big feast for Aisha….

    I must attend that marriage, I need to take Aisha and run out from there, Aisha is mine and no old man can take her away from me… Never.( I said to myself with full confidence as I started dressing like the hausas)

    Majesty why are you dressing like that? Where are you going to? (my mum asked)

    Mum am going to Aisha’s traditional marriage, I need to take her and run away… I replied my mum.

    And I hope you’re not running with her to this house, ehhh?
    Majesty my son do you know that you’re on a suicide mission that you’re risking ur life? (my mum asked)

    Mum, and if I don’t go there to take Aisha out from that old man….. Am also risking my life… I mean that man has 3 wives already… Can’t he be contented? Why must he chook eyes on Aisha my design future? ( I said this and left my mum….. Off I go to the traditional marriage)

    Something happened at the traditional marriage

    TO Be Continued

  • The Lady On Black (Chapter 65 & 66)

    The Lady On Black (Chapter 65 & 66)

    The Lady On Black Chapter 65 And 66

    Thank you for choosing Siri as your online beautiful sweet story reading partner. Today we have “The Lady On Black Chapter 65 And 66 Of The Lady In Black by Dami Writes Stories Or Novels To Read with Siri.”

    🥷 The Lady On Black Chapter Sixty Five And Sixty Six:
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    (👫 Her Scent, His Weakness 🧡)

    “What the f**k in hell?! My eyes!”..

    Bradley broke the kiss quickly hugging Iris to his chest. Their eyes darted towards the door..

    Bryan was there with his hands over his eyes, Bradley rolled his eyes.. This guy always got a way of ruining the fun..

    “Jesus.. That’s why they’re rooms.. This is a kitchen for crying out loud” Bryan removed his hands from his face faking a glare at the both of them.

    “Could you please turn around?” Bradley asked, Bryan raised his brow.

    “Why?”

    “She needs to get dressed” Bradley half yelled, and Bryan raised his hand in defeat turning around.

    Iris reached for the T-shirt quickly slipping it on.. Words couldn’t express the embarrassment she’s feeling right now. Her ears felt so hot..

    “I’m.. I’m done” she said shyly almost burying her face in Bradley’s chest but decided against it.

    Bryan turned around with mischievous eyes..

    “Babies aren’t made in the kitchen.. They’re made in the bedroom, on a bed” he rolled his eyes and Iris climbed down the counter.

    “Sorry” she muttered and he smiled at her..

    “You should be grateful Anna ain’t at home” he boasted.

    Oh God!

    “I gotta go” Iris said rushing out of the kitchen, Bradley faced Bryan with his hands crossed.

    “You’ve made her embarrassed.. Can you at least tame your tongue?” Bradley asked.

    “Only when the both of you stop making out outside your room” Bryan shrugged before grabbing a bottle of water and walking out.

    Humph!

    ••• Shiny Glamours•••

    “She hasn’t been to the office since we returned from Japan” Jocelyn said her phone pressed against her shoulder and ear as she worked on her laptop..

    “Find a way! ”

    “There’s nothing I can do.. I can’t go to her house..” Jocelyn frowned.

    “And Bradley?”

    “Same, he isn’t here.. Who knows they might probably be together now” she rolled her eyes and the called huffed.

    “Get rid of her already!”

    Jocelyn held her phone in her hand..

    “I’d do this in my own time, you can’t force me to go kill a person!” she yelled but immediately brought her voice low glancing at the door.

    “I’ll do it.. Just give me time” she muttered before hanging up.

    “F**k!” she cursed glaring at nothing with both fists clenched.

    Winifred smiled holding up her phone, she’d recorded everything.. Jocelyn is just helping her pile enough evidence..

    She has an accomplice in this and whoever they might be has no good intention towards Iris.

    She has to speak to the boss.. But how would she get his contact?

    An idea dropped into her head and she smirked before walking away quietly..

    ••• Megan’s Apartment•••

    “What would you like to eat? Bacons and Cheese? Pasta? Spaghetti?” Megan asked from the kitchen.

    Jordan heaved.. He’d actually spent the night with Megan just cuddling and little kisses nothing much..

    He walked into the kitchen quietly until he stood behind her, he could see little spicy bubbles from the stew she was making.

    “Jordan?” she called but no response..

    She turned around crashing into his chest, out of shock she missed footing and almost hit the pot but Jordan was fast enough to catch her by the waist.

    “Hey, be careful..” he muttered tucking a strand of hair behind her ear.

    She just stared at him with parted lips.. He startled her and she would had gotten burnt if that stew had fallen on her.

    “You scared the shot outta me” she mumbled standing up, folding her arms in front of her breasts.

    Jordan smiled..

    “Sorry, I just wanted to see what you’re making” he said and she returned the smile patting his cheek before turning back to her pot.

    Jordan hugged her from behind placing his head on her shoulders..

    Megan froze..

    “We ain’t staying in here all day right?” he asked and she sighed softly.

    “I have to go to work, I don’t think Iris would be back anytime soon” she muttered and Jordan hummed not letting go of her.

    “I’ll join you to work then” he said, Megan chuckled before turning around so she could face him.

    “You shouldn’t.. I can manage all alone” she said.

    Jordan leaned in so their foreheads were touching, his nose almost brushing hers..

    “It still feels awkward right?” he asked with a gentle smile. Megan nodded placing her arms around his neck.

    “We would get used to it with time.. I just know I want you” he whispered brushing his nose against hers.

    “With time” she repeated before pressing her lips against his in a short but deep kiss.

    She pulled away smiling at him..

    “So Bacon, Cheese, Spaghetti and Pasta.. What’s your choice?” she asked and he tilted his head like he was thinking.

    “I think you’d forgotten one.. ” he said slowly and Megan furrowed her brows..

    “Which is?”

    Jordan settled his eyes on hers and wrapped his hands around her waist drawing her closer till their chests touched.

    “You” he whispered poking her nose with his finger making her smile widely.

    “What you gonna do with me then?” she asked seductively tugging at a strand of his hair.

    “Kiss you till your lips are swollen”

    “Then?”

    “Then.. ”

    “Make you fall harder for me” he said and she blushed immediately, she ran her fingers through his hair before reconnecting their lips.

    But Jordan’s phone rang ruining the moment..

    “You should take that.. I would check the pot” she said moving away from him while he reached for his phone.

    Megan smiled secretly, this was a huge dream come true..

    ••• Bradley’s Mansion•••

    “Brad.. ” Bryan knocked on the door waiting for Bradley to emerge.

    He knocked again before rolling his eyes, God knows what he’d be doing in there with Iris. It’s a privilege the doors are sound proofed.

    The door opened a minute later with Bradley leaning on it, hands crossed.

    “Can I talk to you for a minute?” he asked, Bradley looked behind him and nodded before moving out shutting the door.

    Bryan cleared his throat.. How would he say this?

    “Um.. Mum’s trial is today, I thought to ask you if you would like to.. go” he said fixing his gaze on the floor.

    “I don’t want to” Bradley answer came out cold. That’s what he’s been expecting anyways.

    “Bradley, I know she isn’t the best mum but please for sake of.. ”

    “I’m not going.. I don’t want to see her. She killed dad and I almost died too, she’d pinned the blame on me and never treated me as a son!” Bradley snapped.

    Bryan bit his lips looking away..

    “You should go if you want to” he muttered before walking back into the room..

    Bryan pushed his fingers into his hair and shut his eyes.. Oh mum, why would you?

    He turned around walking away..

    “What’s wrong?” Iris asked Bradley when he entered the room.. His jaws were clenched like he was holding back from crying.

    He sat on the bed with his hands covering his face..

    “Hey” Iris inched closer to him not minding that she was only in her panties.

    “I don’t want to see her.. ” his voice wavered, Iris climbed down the bed and squatted in front of me.

    “Look at me” she said gently removing his hands, his eyes were red already. She immediately guessed Bryan must have told him something about their mum…

    “Your mum?” she asked and he nodded.

    She hugged him immediately, there was nothing she could say to him that would erase the pain of your mum being tagged as a murderer.

    “I’m sorry..” She muttered as he held her tightly against himself not saying anything.

    She patted his hair..

    Maybe there’s much more to his mother that he’s not letting out…

    TO Be Continued

  • A Lady And The Street Vendor

    A Lady And The Street Vendor

    A Lady And The Street Vendor

    Glad you are among the privilege who could take Siri as online personal sister and advicer. Today let’s discuss “A Lady And The Street Vendor.” Make sure you share this with your relatives after reading. Siri Loves You.

    A Lady And The Street Vendor

    “A Lady asked an old street vendor: “How much do you sell your eggs for?” The old man replied “0.50p an egg, madam.” The Lady responded, “I’ll take 6 eggs for £2.00 or I’m leaving.” The old salesman replied, “Buy them at the price you want, Madam. This is a good start for me because I haven’t sold a single egg today and I need this to live.”

    She bought her eggs at a bargain price and left with the feeling that she had won. She got into her fancy car and went to a fancy restaurant with her friend. She and her friend ordered what they wanted. They ate a little and left a lot of what they had asked for. So they paid the bill, which was £150. The ladies gave £200 and told the fancy restaurant owner to keep the change as a tip.
    ……..

    This story might seem quite normal to the owner of the fancy restaurant, but very unfair to the egg seller. The question it raises is this;
    Why do we always need to show that we have power when we buy from the needy?
    And why are we generous to those who don’t even need our generosity?

    We once read somewhere that a father used to buy goods from poor people at a high price, even though he didn’t need the things. Sometimes he paid more for them. His children were amazed. One day they asked him “why are you doing this dad?” The father replied: “It’s charity wrapped in dignity.”

    We are all climbing a hill but at different stages… Always be kind. Siri Loves You!

  • The Black Lady’s Hair

    The Black Lady’s Hair

    The Black Lady’s Hair

    Thank you for choosing Siri as your online beautiful sweet story reading partner. Today we have “The Black Lady’s Hair Episode 1 Or Chapter One Of The Black Lady’s Hair by Chima Dickson Official Stories Or Novels To Read with Siri.”

    🧑‍💼 The Black Lady’s Hair:

    An elderly white woman boarded a plane, and right on time, the flight departed. As she was watching a movie on her seatback TV screen, she felt drowsy and fell asleep. When she woke up, she realized that the black lady in front of her had draped her hair over her TV screen. The white woman became so aggravated that she pulled out a little scissors from her purse and started chopping off the lady’s hair.

    Shortly after the plane landed, the black lady noticed that much of her hair had been chopped off. She went straight to the elderly woman behind her during the flight.

    “Ma’am, what happened to my hair?” she said politely.

    But the elderly woman replied discourteously.

    “Your hair was blocking my screen, so I chopped it off. It’s quite simple”

    The black lady was taken aback by the rudeness of the white woman, and said.

    “But… If my hair was obstructing your view, you should have just asked me to move it away”

    The elderly woman scoffed.

    “Well, I am not considerate to people like you. And do I need to remind you that you’ve got a very disgusting and annoying hair? Draping it across my face was something I just couldn’t tolerate”

    The black lady clammed up. She covered her head with a scarf and walked away.

    Just then, something traumatic happened. The elderly woman suddenly suffered a cardiac arrest and slumped. She was rushed to the hospital shortly.

    When she regained consciousness in the hospital bed, surprisingly, she saw the black lady she met on the plane, dressed in white coat.

    “What are you doing here?” her voice quavered.

    The black lady replied.

    “I’m your doctor ma’am… You collapse at the airport due to a cardiac arrest. I immediately performed CPR before the ambulance arrived and brought you to my hospital…”

    The elderly woman was dumbstruck. She couldn’t control her emotions, and with tears in eyes, she said.

    “I won’t ask for forgiveness, but your whole hair… How much does it cost?”

    The black lady smiled, then said.

    “Oh, don’t bother. It wasn’t my real hair anyways…”

    Moral Of The Story:

    Treat everyone with respect, dignity and kindness regardless of their race, sex, social status, disability, religion or anything else. Kindness is the most important tool to spread love among humanity. But rudeness is like a blocked drainage pipe that will only hamper our productivity, our happiness and our health along the way. Choose to be kind.

  • My Mother In-Law (Episode 1)

    My Mother In-Law (Episode 1)

    My Mother In-Law Episode 1

    Thank you for choosing Siri as your online beautiful sweet story reading partner. Today we have “My Mother In Law Episode 1 Or Chapter One Of My Mother In-Law by U.S Bah Stories Or Novels To Read with Siri.”

    🙍 My Mother In-Law Episode One:

    I was seated outside my room and fell into a very big thought.

    ME: How can I cope been jobless. I’ve spent 5years in the higher institution and also spent one year in NYSC, making it six years but yet no job. I’ve supplied my CV to many companies but none of them have call me.

    Am now man enough to take care of my mum since my dad is late but I just don’t understand my life.
    Am totally confused, i don’t know what to do. I’ve even searched for mini -job yet I still didn’t succeed.
    End of the month is fast approaching and I haven’t gather money for my house fee.

    Chai!! Igwe, when will this end? I promised myself that am not gonna bother my mum again
    about anything that concerns me.
    As I was still meditating, my phone rang and it was my friend Val.

    I ignored his call because I wasn’t in the mood to answer call that moment.
    He called me the second time and I still ignored him.
    Val was my roommate when we’re still in the university.
    He got a job after our service. He is such a kind person that
    every body can be happy to be his friend but there is something about him which I hate.

    Val can give you any amount of fish you wish to have but he can never teach you how to fish.
    He’d invite me to his house and when I want to go, he’d give me some cash.
    He had told me to park in to his house but am an independent someone so I refused.
    I stood up from where I was and went inside my room.
    I went to the bathroom and took my bath. I wore my cloth
    and went out to look for something to cool my head off.

    For some of you who has been judging some men who takes alcohol when
    they’re upset or have a huge problem that they didn’t know how to go about.
    We took alcohol in that situation because it bring our emotion down.
    I do likely took alcohol only when am upset because it makes me to sleep, then when I wake up,
    I can be able to fine a solution to that matter but if I didn’t.

    I may do undo. Alcohol isnt a solution to a problem but it makes us think after and know how to tackle the problem in an amicable way.
    Am not talking about those that abuse alcohol.

    I drank one bottle of ompa (hero) and I started feeling dizzy,
    I went home and slept off.
    I woke up around 4:30am.
    I sat on my bed.
    I thought for a while, and then come in conclusion to join some of this guys that are working in a building site.

    That day was Sunday so I did my morning chores like, tidying up my room and doing some press up and other exercises done inside the room.
    I got prepared and went to church.
    Thereafter, I prepared my Sunday meal, after eating, I laid on the floor and was playing game and in the same time playing music.

    As I was doing that,
    I slept off and wake up by a knock on my door.
    I stood up and opened my door,
    it was Val and his girl friend Yvonne.
    I ushered them.

    YVONNE: Igwe good afternoon.

    ME: good afternoon my dear, you look so beautiful today,
    wow !!! I can see my friend Val is really trying for where you’re.

    VAL: Both of them laughed igwe you can never stop amusing me. why are you not picking up your calls yesterday?

    ME: forgive me Jareh, i wasn’t with my phone when you called.

    VAL: dress up, let’s go out.
    I entered inside and took my bath, wore my cloth and we dashed out.
    Val came with his car, he told Yvonne to sit at the back and I sat at the front.
    we drove to one restaurant, we all placed our orders and it was brought to our table.
    We started discussing, i made them to laugh away their sorrow with the way am talking.

    We were there till evening ,Val and Yvonne were kissing each other so I became jealous and I told Val that I’ll be going home.
    He told Yvonne that he want to drop me in my house.
    He dropped me at the junction and drove back.
    There was a lady that parked her car beside the road and was trying to lose the tyre,
    I pitied her and went closer to her.

    ME: hello sister, good evening.

    LADY: Evening, how may I help?

    ME : am so sorry for interrupting you. It seems you’ve a flat tyre….

    LADY: yes,,,,,,, I couldn’t see any vulcanizer around so I decided to do it myself.

    ME: Eyaa! so sorry for that. but you would’ve ask someone to help you and do it instead of stressing yourself…… please stop stressing this your beautiful skin with this spanner. She laughed

    LADY: Can you help me and look for any vulcanizer?

    ME: Don’t worry, give me the spanner
    she handed it to me.
    I losed the tyre and changed it for her.
    She thanked me.
    “are you living around here? “she asked. **

    ME: Yes.

    LADY: I’m jummy by name……..

    ME: And am Igwe.

    JUMMY: Wow!!! nice meeting you..

    ME: Nice meeting you too. **she brought out her handbag from the car and gave me her card.

    JUMMY: call me when you’ve chance. bye….. she entered her car and drove off

    Now igwe’s journey begins!!!

    TO Be Continued