Novels by Sally Riziki

Michael did his final exams at the university and graduated with first class honor. He had worked so hard to achieve this and he was extremely happy to officially join the medical field.During the graduation ceremony, so many people from various parts of the world attended to witness the success of their kids.I thought this was the best time for me to look for Michael's dad and inform him about everything.Even though there were thousands of people, I didn't give up on the search since I knew it was the best thing to do and my husband Ken gave me full support of it."Mom, you seem to be so restless, what's going on?" Michael asked, confused." I am looking for your dad son, you need to talk to your real dad!"I answered him.Michael was shocked to hear that from me. We have never talked about his real dad since Ken came into our lives. And Michael never asked about him since Ken showered him with love and affection."Mom but my da…"No buts! It's high time you meet him and this is

My husband came home late that night. I thought of telling him what had happened but I realized he was too tired to listen.I decided to let him rest and tell him the following morning when he was around for a weekendAt night , I could hardly get some sleep. I wondered how I was going to face my step-sister Amanda and solve the issue of our kids. I thought about my step -dad, whom I didn't know anything about for the past many years of being away from him.They never bothered looking for me even for a single day. I thought about Duke Patrick, whom i denied a chance of being in the life of his son Michael.I flashbacked the day he left us in the hospital bed and went for his wife. I knew he would return as he had promised but I decided to flee away not thinking of any consequences of my actions.I knew I wronged them all but I deserve another chance. I deserved to be forgiven no matter how wrong I was.I blamed them for everything that was happening right now even though I knew eve

" Mom, are you listening?" Michael added, pushing me hard to check if I was still listening to him. I was still in shock with the descriptions my son gave me. "I am their aunt. I know them quite well." I told myself in my mindMy mind flashbacked on Ella Duke's daughter.She was such a pretty girl and even though I haven't seen them for years, I knew they would resemble my son since they are step- siblings. They share one dad."Mom. Most people say i am the male version of Ella" this kept coming back and repeating itself in my mind. I knew if by any chance Michael and his step siblings are in the same university they won't get to know each other and this might be very dangerous to both of them." Oooh God if what I am thinking is true then I am in great trouble. I hope the person I am thinking of is a different one. " I said in my mind, even though I disappointed him with how I reacted to his news, I tried to compose myself so that he won't realize anything wrong."And how long hav

Michael and her sister Agape were so excited to welcome their siblings at home. Michael held his brother Stanley while Agape was so happy with her baby sister Angel.I employed Sandra Michael's Nanny back to help out with the twins since I couldn't manage on my own.I was so happy to see my family grow so fast. I couldn't get enough of my two newborns, they were so adorable.I made a decision to forgive my husband and give him a second chance after so many counseling sessions I attended. Ken was so happy to learn that I forgave him. Even though it was so hard for me to forget everything that happened so easily, I tried not to think about it and focus on myself and my kids.Ken promised to correct his mistakes, even though he tried so much, I didn't know how I was going to trust him again. This affected our relationship so much for a good period of time but I tried to focus on other things, to keep my mind busy not to think about it. He even appointed his best friend Mark who was als

As I laid myself on the bed, I wished I had my real parents whom I could run to at times like these, but I remembered I didn't even know the exact place my poor parents were buried, and my step-dad never mentioned anything about it.I missed them so much when I always remembered how my step dad disowned me, and every time I was in such problems that I felt they could help.I sat down and felt so lonely and sad. I looked at my big belly and cried as I caressed it. I felt sorry for my unborn child. I wished I knew all these were to happen, I could have prevented it earlier.Michael had suffered so much being raised by a single mom despite every effort I made for him not to feel that gap. Although I knew his father's presence could have been better. Michael was so happy having Ken as his father since Ken loved him unconditionally. In addition other learners at school used to make fun of him, something that hurt both me and Michael.I felt I have failed again and this time I failed terr

I was still in the washroom when I heard some footsteps towards the washrooms. I was about to wash my face to hide my tears and swollen red eyes when the woman opened the door and she was now in front of me.This is the woman Ken was fucking in his office and now she's right here with me. Only the two us "What is the best thing can I do for this woman to teach her a lesson?" I asked myself silentlyLooking at her as she tried to shamelessly make messy hair in the mirrorI wished I could strangle her to death, I wished I could give her several slaps for messing up with my husband or even sturb her. I wished I could do everything bad to make her pay and feel the pain she had caused me but I couldn't. I remained stuck on the floor. Love can really make someone a criminal. All these evil things I wished to do I couldn't do even a single one. The only thing I could do was to cry and hate my husband. I tried to compose myself and approached her" So how does it feel fucking my husband? I