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Guillaume Mwamba A ROYAL PASSOVER AND THE GRAND WEDDING Forgive readers for being in this book too. CHAPTER ONE   ARRIVAL Would you mind explaining to me what Passover is? Where many people would say Passover is about the Easter Bunny or Easter eggs and some, we said having chocolate and other sweet things. Others may respond by getting a gift basket upon a basket of chocolate candies. Still, to tell you the truth, that is more than that. To continue, Passover is about something much more excellent, perfect, extraordinarily breathtaking, and awesomely marvelous. And this is the beginning of my story.   A luminous indulging morning was marvelously gorgeously awesome. Refreshing air passed by the opening window of the Palace surrounded by the thickest forest in a few distances. Vibrating landscape, meadows, rivers, and much more inspiring green grassland.  Till the most luminous gorgeous girl woke up, her wedding of indulging with a man from across another kingdom was just in the corner. Eleven more years and two till both say "I do" before God and the rest of her people. Who knows, it might be tomorrow or at the Passover celebration.  Outside a mega-palace, a car park on the royal parking lot, and the drivers came out of their driver seats and came to open mine door while another opened the other door.   Two people came out of the back seats, one was a woman, and the other was a man. Going on, the woman was by the name of Hosanna, and the other was Mvuela, and that was me.   "Here we are. And this is my home sweet home, my dearest old friend. Despite that, my oldest great-grandchild's wedding is just around the corner. "Hosanna answered.   In the corner? And you have brought a man to this grand palace. Excellent. And you did not tell me that you lived in the gigantic palace! Perfect! I am going to regret ever coming here!" I signed. Hosanna glanced at me and laughed a little. Publication Date: March 26th 2022 https://www.bookrix.com/-lw9613e57cb1aa5

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Guillaume Mwamba NOT A ROYAL CONNECTION & CHAINED TO RESTORATION CHAPTER ONE       MURDERED   seven pm,        located northern of a desolate warehouse,            in the estate of Marruecos      Missing mother for all four days, eighteen years of age Dawn Crowns lived in the thickest forest of Marruecos. Dawn inhabits a professional mega-mansion that is changed to fit her desirable needs. Dawn suffered from severe joint immunodeficiency. An immune disorder that makes her body extremely weak--like the meaning to fight virus bacteria. It is like she is allergic to everything, even the simplest virus can kill her.  Adding what she eats, or touches can have severe consequences. Her illness has a cure but hers is a rare kind. Continually, therefore she is not able to leave the house. Her mother Esther is a professional doctor, watches Dawn's fatalities, and keeps a record of them.   About seven decades ago, Esther was captured by the most madman ravenous mafia underworld gangs of their ruthless thirst for a thrilling horror movie.   "Please. Let me go. I am begging you. My little daughter is waiting for me. She is only fourteen. Please-uh!" Grunted Esther.    Esther was smitten unconsciously when she found herself amid the warehouse arena.   "Jesus Christ ! And where am I?" Esther asked.   "Man. This time for my revenge on your grandmother Naomi Mightiness, who killed my only son. Perhaps if I murdered her only granddaughter, we would be even. And Esther, my dearest friend, if you want to live, reunited with a little Girl, better start running or else it is game over for you! After I have released these ravenous dogs, you better flee as your feet would carry you. Ready? Released the hounds fast!" The man ordered.   Esther quickly got up on her feet and ran for a moment until the dogs were released. She ran at the fastest speed, arrived at the storeroom. Esther climbed the stairs and discovered herself within the desolate warehouse.   Escaping for her life the man's henchmen began opening fire with their fake guns in her every direction till she reached the staircase for her freedom and began climbing stairs. Moments, she was about to reach her freedom on the last step when a bullet pierced her crown, Esther screamed and gasped for her breath as she went collapsing backward to the dirty messy ground.  "My-my. Excellent. You were there for your freedom. But what happened Esther? Now your daughter is left all alone," the man pretended to sob.  Till he walks away while his eyes turn into the worse expectation and back to normal as he disappeared out of Esther's corpse.  Moments later, a police officer reached the warehouse a little late, Esther was already murdered. Two detectives with two other police officers walked into Naomi's directing office and told her the unwelcome news while I was around.  "Forgive us, Ms. Mightiness. You're--you're great granddaughter Ms. Crowns was murdered last night. We give you our condolences," said the detective.  "No! Esther! This cannot be! No!" Noami cried.  Held her as she lamented for her great-grandchild Esther, crying all her sorrows out until she could not cry anymore. Last night, Noami brought the unwelcome news to her multiple great-grandchild young Dawn.  Both the remaining none and a royal family hugged tightly, Noami was comforting and consoling her crowned princess of Marruecos.   "There...there Dawn I am here. And at least both of your parents are in the better place," Naomi answered.   "Mother! No! this cannot be. Why do you have to go and leave me alone in this wicked world?" Dawn cried.   Hope her professional medical nurse came to check up on her current situation, but she was unable to because her patience was crying bitterly with her oldest great-grandmother.  She seemed confused but broke into lamentation when she found out that her oldest  great-grandmother was telling the truth. I felt deeply sorry for both Dawn, who lost her only parent and Noami, who lost her only great-granddaughter. Continually Dawn finished her education online because of her current situation and never goes out to any outside world or public schools.   Seven decades later, my old friend Zack walked into my office, telling me that I had been summoned by Noami.        CHAPTER TWO   I TRUST YOU VERY MUCH  I was a bit confused, worried, and fear struck my spine coldly till I arrived at Noam's office.  "Mvuela! Morning. I am extremely glad and impressed that you have arrived. You might be in my directing office. If you do this to me, forever I will be pleased. See. My great-great-granddaughter's birthday party is coming up. And I was hoping you would attend. Despite that, you are a good man my little multiples great-granddaughter is turning nineteen for she has a weak immune system. Neither can she go outside to be with other girls her age while she is locked into her mega palace-like mansion. And our mother was a professional doctor, but her illness is incurable. Her British American father Ezekiel Crowns, thirty-nine, was a Swahili-spoken man yet died from cancer when she was one. Multiple young girls her age have gone missing. I am worried about my little babe. Please, I am begging you. Would you have me please?" Noemi pleaded.  "Forgive me? Are you serious? Despite that, do you trust me that much to be entrusted with your multiple great-granddaughter? And continued that, she is a girl. I am not being rude and forgive me if I am being rude or arrogant-!" I paused.  "I trust you very much that you are going to keep a close watch on her royal guard, please. Besides that, all other members of the agency have refused to help me. You are my last hope, Mvuela. Like I said, if you help me, I will be forever grateful to you, please. Her mother, who you already know, went missing four years. And was found dead in an empty desolate warehouse, "Noami continued.  "Excellent. My-my, excellent. Man, Naomi, I am going to regret this decision. And of course, I have no choice but to help you babysit your multiple great-granddaughter. "I signed.  "Right. Right! And thank you very much. Continually, I will go to Marruecos late this evening, "Naomi answered.  I blinked multiple times, but Naomi busted laughing hard as she told me not to worry, that I only need to get my suitcase of clothes, and that is all.  "Right. And it seems like everything will be ready. I will just drive home; grab my suitcase and we'll be on our way to Marruecos." I replied.   “Excellent. Despite that, you will be across her window in a mega palace-like mansion. And you will disguise yourself as her other neighbor. Am I understood?" Naomi answered.   "Of course. Meaning that the glass wall of the palace that where she’d be watching me? Still, it is going to be a short distance to the mega Palace. Am I correct?" I asked.   “Exactly. And that is all. Almost forgot to remind you that I've already ordered Zack to take your suitcase to Marruecos' guest house." Naomi responded.  "Correct. Later, Naomi. Would you mind if I returned to my work or office, please?" I whined.   "Oh, do be quiet, Mvuela. And of course, you can return to your office, sheesh. "She snared.   Somewhere within the special mega palace, Dawn was looking outside through her glass wall in her white sleeping dress. She watches them going back and forth with smiles on their faces and a very missing for longing expression on her face.   'Man. I miss going out there but this incurable illness of mine will not permit me. And would you mind hearing a secret of mine? Um, well it is a fresh river waterfall scent.' Dawn wondered.  Dawn was staring out her clear glass wall, as people came and went, her fellow girls her age passing by laughing with their men.  'Would I find someone I was deeply in love with? Um, someone who will give me a reason to have restless nights. No! No! No, that will never happen-!' Her thoughts were interrupted.   "Afternoon, my princess. Ready for another medical check-up?" Interrupted the voice.   Dawn was focusing on her clear glass wall and couldn't hear her nurse and her only best friend coming in or her questioning because she was lost in thoughts.    CHAPTER THREE   LIKE A BIRD IN A CAGE   Hope Wells, nineteen , irresistible gorgeous American girl. Till she came to tap her shoulders.    "Excuse me, Majesty, pardon me for the interruption. I am truly sorry that you are locked like a bird in a cage," Hope signed.    Dawn swirled around unless she met anyone other than her best friend Hope. Smiling brightly when she saw her finally but tears down her eyes and lamented her chest in disappointment.    Could Hope to help her best friend and her patience stopped bemoaning. Not at all because she felt exactly what Dawn felt and missed. She gave her patient extreme love and comfort whereas Dawn laments all her sorrows out of her heart.    "Dawn. Please forgive me for imposing but I'm sure that your oldest great-grandmother will think of something to do with your loneliness. My good Jesus. I just remember!" Hope said.   "Remember what, Hope?" Dawn signed.    "Um, your birthday is coming up. Perhaps your oldest great-grandmother will bring a man to your birthday party. "Hope chuckled.    "Hope. Please, you are being dramatic. My oldest great gramps ? Bringing a man in the palace? I believe that is out of the question, "Dawn laughed.    Till she was interfered with by a phone call, which she immediately answered.    "Mama? And why are you calling suddenly ?" Dawn asked.   "Correct. And I am coming with a guess for your birthday party. Would you mind that? I mean and will live in our guest house, attend the party," Naomi answered.    "Right. You can. And the more the merrier, right?" Dawn repeated.     "Of course, I won't fail you this time," she added.    "I know you won't. "Dawn signed.    Naomi chuckled very hard, Dawn did too, and both switched off their phones.    Hope checked Dawn's current situation with her medical equipment, cooked some delicious fresh food for her, and led her to bed because Dawn was very exhausted from standing all long.         Text: ELENA NICOLAOU Images: ELENA NICOLAOU Cover: ELENA NICOLAOU Editing: Guillaume Mwamba Proofreading: Grammarly Check Layout: MOVIE: "EVERYTHING, EVERYTHING" 2017 All rights reserved. Publication Date: March 3rd 2022 https://www.bookrix.com/-lw9613e57cb1aa5

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Guillaume Mwamba COMMONER & THE NEW MUSICAL DIRECTOR THIS BOOK IS BASED ON THE AUTHOR'S SONG "IMANI" BESTSELLING SAME SUBTITLE SERIES CHAPTER ONE          CABINET  Christmas was just around the corner. Seventeenth of December and eight more days till Christmas. Mvuela couldn’t anticipate his life or holiday break to be even more complicated in Chicago. Neither didn’t want anyone or joined even sing in the holiday music festival camp or a relationship with any girl. Till his cousin burst into his room of their cabinet. "Mvuela. Morning, are you awake? Come on, all of your fellow singers are outside breathing in the fresh air and having fun. Why aren’t you out there?" Georgette asked.  "Well… Because I am not interested or in the mood to go out there. Neither didn’t want to come here in the first place, cousin!" I shouted.  "Uhmm, Mvuela it is not that bad. All I want is just for you to have the best day on this Christmas holiday." Georgette responded.                   "Sure. still is a bad idea. Why can anyone understand that I don’t want to do anything with a relationship? Nor desire to be in a singing competition." I signed.  "Maybe...maybe not. Besides, how long are you going to be alone? Fill your heart with nothing but fury and bitterness. Mvuela, I know that you are hurt,  afraid to have a heartache again. And that I have uncovered the wounds in your heart yet you can’t stay like that forever." Georgette added. "Still, I have no idea. Anyway,  I always tell you that it’s good to remain alone. Please, can you just leave me alone? I have no passion for singing or talking to anyone, period." I roared.                                 "Ahem, right. I give up cousin and be on your own. Still, breakfast is served. Bringham and I will be waiting for you downstairs. Who knows, maybe God put it in my heart." Georgette laughed. "What did He put in your heart my dearest lovely cousin?" I blinked.  "Well, of me coming with you here to Chicago’s holiday music festival camp. You know because His ways are not our own, neither His thoughts are not our thoughts." She chuckled. "Yeah, of course, I do know that Georgette." I nodded. "I will meet you downstairs." I agreed.  "Better be. Loner boy! Or else you will feel my rage!" Georgette teased. "I see. And I am sure that's going to be hilarious? See you are little girl, " I chuckled.  Georgette went out the exit of my cabinet's entrance, closed the door behind her, and walked out of my sight downstairs with a deep sigh. I remained in my room in my cabinet for a moment, till I rushed to the restroom, brushed my teeth, and face, and came downstairs fast.  CHAPTER TWO   LIVING ROOM   Georgette gets down before me in the living room that morning. She and her husband were waiting for me.  I came out of my blanket, went to the bathroom, and came down with my sweater, pants, and cozy socks.  "Well, it's about time you show yourself, Mvuela. I’m starving." Bringham exclaimed.  "Ha-ha, sorry about that, Bringham. I usually eat breakfast around… oh, what is eleven already?" I chuckled.  "Of course, my dearest cousin. Now can you come to sit so we might enjoy our breakfast?" Georgette pleated.  "Sure-sure, I hear you. I hear you Georgette, Bringham." I answered.  I sat on my chair, pulled my plate, put on waffles, and covered it with honey. Warm tea was ready for me, as Georgette remained for a moment before going to work in the camp kitchen. Bringham had done munching on his morning meal, he was already prepared to go to work too, and he was going around ten-thirty and right now it was about nine a.m.  I, Georgette, and Bringham were silent before Georgette’s husband broke the silence.   "Mvuela....?" Bringham called. "Sure. What's wrong Bringham, my friend? Spill out the beans." I asked.  "Well. We overheard the news that a royal family of a small country in England named Marcia is visiting us. My boss chose me to be their tour guide. Besides, the queen is going to be at the holiday music competition festival as a judge. Well, to judge the winner of course." Bringham answered.  "Her Excellency’s daughter is coming to the music festival away from the arranged marriage pressure. She has an extraordinary angelic voice, and she is a famous superstar." Georgette squealed.   "Wait… wait… wait my dearest cousin? Little Royal Excellency, famous superstar singer? That’s such unusual, good news." I scoffed.  "Cousin?" Georgette called.  "What Georgette? Besides, I am not going either. Am I interested? I lost a passion to sing decades ago," I insisted.  “My husband and I are trying to help you. We want you to live again and sing once more because it is your passion. Mvuela, music is your living destiny to sing to the Lord. That is why He brought you here with us, don’t you understand?" Georgette replied.   "Um, really cousin isn’t it that wonderful? Well, I hope you have fun, Bringham." I spoke.   Bringham was about to dash towards the exit to go to work when he stood up from his living table’s chair but changed his mind. He came to where I was sitting and dragged me out after the exit while Georgette was dying of laughter.          CHAPTER THREE   FESTIVAL RIVER Bringham dragged Mvuela from the cabinet, but still, know that they were on the back of their humongous cabinet. Bringham and Mvuela walked for a few moments as they scanned around unless Mvuela saw all kinds of instruments in the studio. Till he felt a tap on his shoulders.  “Excellent, would you look at all those musical instruments. Don’t you think Mvuela?” Bringham asked.  “Of course, they are positively amazing. Besides, I can go anywhere for now, but I do not want to do anything with singing or signing any paper that describes the musical competition, understood?” I insisted.  “Understood. Am I permitted to show you around the camp? “Bringham blinked.  “Hey! Did you hear me saying that you can take me anywhere? Seriously, Bringham I am not in the good mood to laugh right now.” I snarled. “Mvuela, forgive me. I was only making sure. Listen, Mvuela, my wife your cousin is worried about you. She is having a sleepless night and she talked about you every night before we went to sleep.” Bringham answered.  “I know that my cousin is worried about me, but she does not want to. I am fine. I just do not want to do any singing, that is all. Neither is involved in any relationship. I just want to be alone and away from anyone.” I signed.  “Still, Georgette is everything possible for you to have the best Christmas holiday. Maybe just met the one for you, saying and be happy in this Christmas season brother. Can you make things easy for her, please?” Bringham pleated.  “Right-right, I will Bringham. Do not worry, I will be fine, you will see. Who knows, I might give one more last chance. I am just saying...please, do not tell me, cousin, you know how she can be.” I proclaimed.  “Excellent, my mouth is sealed. I will not tell her a thing, I promise, and would you please follow me. I have someone to introduce you to.” Bringham said.  “Lead, the way mon captain. Wherever you go I will follow, understand.” I whined.  Bringham laughed his eyes out. Georgette was working in the kitchen, helping with the meal for everybody who would be at the holiday music festival camp. She was preparing lunches for everyone when her phone rang.  “Morning, Ngoy, what seems to be the problem, my dearest cousin?” Georgette asked  “Morning, Georgette, and nothing much. I’m just worried about you, besides, is our older brother cooperating with the pressure over there at camp?” Ngoy asked  “Mvuela is doing fine. Although we are having difficulty putting him to blend in, I do not think that is going anywhere. It is just hopeless. Our brother is still furious and bitter about the idea of coming here. I do not think he is going to consider this holiday.” Georgette exclaimed.  “Forgive us, cousin, but I believe things will work out. Because nothing is impossible with Jesus, He always changed the enemy’s destructive pains into something good. Just hang in there sister. So how is Bringham?” Ngoy asked.  “Bringham is fine. He just got fed up and dragged Mvuela to his work. I do not think this will end well. I do not even know how things are going with them both. "Georgette responded  “Don’t you worry I believe Mvuela and Bringham are having the best of their day? I mean man to man of course. I’m sure of it because God is in control, I believe. "Ngoy nodded.  “Surely, Ngoy I believe, and I am sure Jesus is in control for He is good.” Georgette signed.   I with his brother-in-law Bringham arrived at their destination which is a festival river. Where they must meet Bringham’s boss named Benjamin and the chief guard of the royal family.  “Bringham, you are right on time. And who is he? Do not tell me that is another co-worker for the royal family?” Benjamin added.  “Ben, thank you very much, and no. This is my brother-in-law, my wife Georgette’s older cousin. Besides, he has nothing to do with the royal family, correct?” Bringham asked.  “Sure, I am not interested in working for the royal family, thank you.” I groaned.  Ben and Bringham just exchanged looks and laughed hard.  “Well, Bringham, my friend, that is not what I am here for. Continually, the royal family will be arriving this night so have to come tomorrow morning to show them around.” Benjamin chuckled.  “I see. Then we shall see each other tomorrow right, Benjamin?” Bringham spoke.  “Right, see you tomorrow morning old friend. Come with your wife’s older cousin if he changes his mind.” Benjamin replied.  Mvuela shook his head in disinteresting. As both bid Ben farewell turned around and walked further away from Benjamin.            CHAPTER FOUR PALACE Elsewhere to the palace of a small country region in England, Marcia a devastated, and under the pressure of an arranged marriage young Afro Native American girl had a treacherous plot to run away. Still, her mother felt pity for her, so she had an extraordinary plot. Nasara was in her chamber scanning through when she overheard a knock.  “Come in. what it is… whosoever you are? I am busy!” Nasara responded.  A moment later, her chamber’s door swung wide open. Where her little sister Imani came in. Although she was healthy, she could only walk with a can stick thanks to such a tragic accident, but she must sit in the wheelchair to regain her strength to stand on her feet. Now she was sitting in a wheelchair.  “Nasara, you should know that it is difficult to remain in your room forever. Besides, mama is waiting for you downstairs for dinner.” Imani scolded.  “Imani, I should know it was you all along. Well, I am glad that you are here, my dearest sister. How are you feeling right now? Still need more strength for you to walk.” Nasara blinked.  “Excellent, I will be walking very soon without a can for now. Well, I have been in this chair for decades. Meaning from morning till now.” Imani groaned.  “Umm, wonderful. Imani, well, come in. Besides, Lillian, my dearest friend, how are you being? Is my little sister giving you a headache?” Nasara laughed.  “Her Highness Imani was wonderful from the beginning,” Lillian answered.  “Ahem, I see that is positively great—because my sister would become such a headstrong.” Nasara signed.  “Huh, Excuse me? Headstrong? Seriously Nasara are you talking about. Still, did not hear what I said?” Imani shouted.  “I did Imani. You say to me that mama needed to see me downstairs for dinner, correct?” Nasara scoffed.  “Exactly, my dearest sister. Wait. Is all your luggage ready? Are you planning to run away? I leave me alone in this Palace.” Imani blinked.  “Of course not, but Imani tried to understand me. I cannot keep being pressured with the arranged marriage with the man, I do not love. All I want is an adventure and I need to be free from this hard-to-handle pressure. Being Royal I guess is not a fair responsibility.” Nasara signed.  “Surely, sister, I understand you. Still, the worst thing is that you are going to be the next Queen of Marcia. Well, when our father departs from this world.” Imani repeated.  “Surely, maybe where I am going, I might find the one for me. Not some pressuring arranged marriage.” Nasara grunted.  “Umm, Nesara, you unfortunate thing. Everything shall work out. So, can you tell me where you are going? Besides, there could be a place where you could have a venture and have fun. Especially on this Christmas holiday.” Imani signed.  “Well, I am planning to go somewhere exactly like what you described it. Venture and have fun, Imani, my dearest sister.” Nasara exclaimed.  Nesara opened her laptop and showed her little sister Imani and Lillian the place where she was planning to go.  “Extraordinary. Nice choice my sister. The place is far from home. Are you sure you are not going to change your mind?” Imani squealed.  “Nope, come on. We cannot keep our parents waiting, can we?” Nasara asked.  “Well, permit me to say that the place that you have chosen is marvelous breathtaking, Excellency.” Lillian interrupted.  “Aw, thank you so much, Lillian. Come on now, girls, we must run downstairs Imani before our parents come storming into my room?” Nasara smiled.  Nasara, Imani, and Lillian rushed downstairs. All three of them arrived before the royal’s dining table. Nesara’s and Imani’s parents Mike and Naomi, and the King and Queen were waiting for them both.  “Mama … Papa! We are deeply sorry that we are late. Still, did you summon me?” Nasara asked.  “Nasara—? Imani? How are you both doing? And of course, I did summon you.” Mike nodded.  “Excellent… Papa. Nasara and I are healthy and robust.” Imani smirked.  “Well, girls, this must sound confusing but I need to tell you that we are traveling somewhere breathtaking. I just want Nasara to have peace and to choose one for herself. Away from the pressuring arranged marriage.” Mike broke the silence.  “Seriously? Are you granting my wishes and permission to go away?” Nasara asked.  “Uhm, well, sure we are all going their girls. So, you do not need to worry.” Mike replied.  Nasara, Imani, and their mother blinked in shock after hearing the king, their father, and her husband saying that they are going out to get fresh air for the holiday season.                                                                                           CHAPTER FIVE HOLIDAY MUSIC FESTIVAL Nasara with her family had finished their dinner. Now everyone was getting ready to have the best Christmas voyage winter holiday. It was during the night whereas Nasara, Imani, their parents, and all their staff were wearing commoners' outfits. All the rest of them seem to be comfortable in them, but not us, our Royal Excellency Imani, because she is used to wearing fancy noble clothes.  “Mama? Remind me why we have to wear these common clothes?” Imani asked.  “Well, because we do not want anybody to know that we are a royal family. We need to keep ourselves disguised as commoners to blend in. Neither do we want any drama of name-calling in a respected way.” Noami answered.  “Huh, but it is very ridiculous. Wait, it smelled refreshing. Oh well, it is not that uncool.” Imani whined.  “My dearest girl. It is not that uncool. We want to become like the people that we are going to spend our time with. Who knows it’s might be God's it is for us to go there, Imani.” Noami chuckled.   Nasara was on her way with Lillian and their luggage of clothes in their hands. Mike was already in the car where snow was added to the ground. Everyone was in their warm jackets.  “Nasara… Lillian are you both girls ready because time is not in our pleasure. Come on, quickly get inside.” Noami called.  “Sure, we are going in mama. Besides, it is cold out here. I do not want to freeze to death.” Nasara shivered.  “I agree with you, Nasara. My Queen, it is cold out here.” Lillian responded.  All of them enter the Royal transportation that seems like a normal car. Mike turned on the engine and the car hit the road. Nasara took off her jacket as she was wearing a khaki sweater, jeans, and brown boots. Lillian and Imani were wearing the same red sweater, jeans, and boots. Mike and his wife Noami wore the same clothes too grey sweaters, trench coats, jeans, and dark boots.  “Here we are at the airport. Ben and the others are going to help to take our luggage.” Mike added.  “Right, we got it, Papa. We just cannot wait to see him and the others.” Nasara complained.  A few moments later, Mike parked the car while all five of them got out of the van. All rush to get in their private helicopter. Ben and the other Royal Guards rush their luggage in their private helicopter. As they all got in, the pilot turned on the engine and flew away with them. All spent seven hours in their helicopter before they would reach their destination that night.  “Excellency, here we are. You are going through the best Christmas holiday vacation ever.” Benjamin squealed.  “Well, marvelous Ben, thank you. I am sure that the place you have chosen is awesome.” Mike agreed.  “Thank you so much, Excellency. I promise you that you will not regret this. All of you will not regret this.” Benjamin laughed.  “Of course, Ben. We will not just want our Superstar daughter to have the best Christmas season ever. Away from the pressure of the arranged marriage with someone she does not love.” Mike repeated.  “Surely, I agree with you Excellency. Follow me this way. Besides, my old friend your royal guide will be here tomorrow morning.” Benjamin reported.  “I am sure of it. and I cannot wait to meet your old friend.” Mike blinked.  Later, Ben led the royal family before that humongous cabinet in many rooms. Nasara was put to be a musical competition director, so tomorrow she is starting her work of inviting all singers.  I, Bringham, and Georgette were sitting at the dining table in their cabinet till Georgette broke the silence.  “Mvuela... did you have fun while you were out there with Bringham?” Georgette asked.  “Positivity, I did I just you know I will not join any singing competition. However, I would love to go outside where all the singers are going to rehearsal their voices for the contest.” I signed.   “Wow, for real? Are you going to do that for me? I will surely appreciate it.” Georgette proclaimed.  “Well, I just do not want you and your husband to not worry about me. I just want to make things easy for you, cousin.” I nodded.  “Wow, thank you so much, cousin. You have made me the happiest woman. Finally, you have decided to blend in with the environment around here.” Georgette added.  “Surely, my dearest cousin. I cannot wait to go there.” I shouted excitedly.  “Right, I will take you there Mvuela. You do not need to worry about yourself.” Bringham interrupted.  “Well, thank you, Bringham. I am tired of all those walking, so I am off to bed.” I answered.  Mvuela stood up from his dining chair and walked out of Georgette and Bringham’s sight who he bid them goodnight.                                                                                                                CHAPTER SIX   AND THE NEW MUSICAL DIRECTOR I woke around four in the morning, went to the bathroom, completed everything, and rushed downstairs.  “Umm, it seems like I am the only one who is up early.” I thought aloud   After that, I sat quietly at the table in the living room when I felt a tap on my shoulder. I turned around till I met Bringham.   “Mvuela, I can see you could not sleep because you are extremely excited to see them, correct? Just saying and there is this new man who is chosen as a competition musical director.” Bringham yawned.   “Ha-ha, I am sorry? Bringham, did you sleep well? Seems like you woke up from the wrong side of the bed. Besides, I do not care about this new man for a director. Can we just go?” I asked.   I anxiously left the room and out of Bringham’s sight, as my cousin came rushing down to her husband worried.   “Bringham? I heard shouting. What is wrong? Is everything all right?” Georgette wondered.   “Everything is fine. Mvuela just left the cabinet furious. He is now outside waiting.” Bringham answered.   “Umm, I see, but hurry. You cannot keep him waiting out there in the cold.” Georgette panicked.   “Huh, sure you are right. I am going right now, Georgette.” Bringham replied.   Bringham dashed out the exit where he encountered me, and I was waiting for him. Calmly Bringham led the way while I followed. He was surely worried about me till he turned around to ask.   “Mvuela. Is everything correct? Forgive me if I did say something hurtful or offend you.” He apologized.   “Wrong, you did not offend me. It's just that I was not in a good mood this morning. Sorry if I offend you or made you worried.” I scoffed.   “Forgiven, old friend. Worried yes, I was worried about you. Well, even your cousin who I left worried too.” Bringham continued.   “Ahem, sorry, and let us have fun okay. I am sure a place where singers are doing their competition rehearsal is huge?” I repeated.   “It's positively huge my dearest old friend.” Bringham laughed.   “Oh, I see, then I cannot wait to see it. I do not believe you, so I must see it myself.” I answered.   “Exactly, then suit yourself because you will fill with shock, brother,” Bringham added.   I walked with Bringham, my brother-in-law, for a few minutes, as the dark sky began to clear. The sun began to rise although it was the winter holiday season. I was looking at the marvelously diverse kinds of shaping cabinets both gigantic and small till they arrived at the entrance which both went straight in where we met Benjamin as we promised yesterday.   “Right again, seems like you are in time once more, Bringham. You again? Looked like you changed your mind?” Benjamin asked.   “Excuse me, are you for real? You cannot be serious. And I thought I already told you that I have no business working with royalty. Cannot you just understand that!” I snapped.   I was about to tell Bringham something when a peculiar girl came from nowhere, pulled me by my arm, and took me to the end of the huge room with no one around.   “Pardon me, what is the meaning of this? And you must be new here, correct? Why am I doing it here?” I blinked.   “Excuse me, little girl? I am nineteen years old, man. What are you doing standing there with Ben and our tour guide?” Interrupted the small girl.   “Well, Bringham, your tour guide is my brother-in-law. He is married to my cousin. Anyway, you are still a little girl though you are nineteen.” I shouted.    “Surely… surely, sheesh you are one to talk. Still, you seem like you are the first one to arrive at this competition rehearsal. Besides, what are you going to sing?” She interfered.   “Mvuela is not singing anything Imani. He is not even interested in the competition nor used his vocal voice. Neither can he sign the singing contest audition paper. Besides, nice to meet you, Imani, my name is Bringham at your service.” Bringham interrupted.   “My, I am pleased to hear your name. Nice meeting you too Bringham. Shall we go?” Imani pleaded.   “We shall. Lead the way. And I shall see you around. Please try not to cause any trouble, Mvuela. That is all that I can ask from you.” I signed.   “I hear you; I will not cause any trouble. Can you please go?” I pleaded.   Imani leads the way as Bringham and Benjamin follow, I remained myself.    I was waiting to see the rest of every musical competitor come into the rehearsing competition because I found myself to be alone. Neither did I see this new musical director walking through the rehearsing competition audition cabinet. Despite that, I kind of doubted what Bringham told me about a new musical director was true.   Images: Jasmine Tookes Cover: Model Proofreading: Guillaume Mwamba Translation: BOOKRIX All rights reserved. Publication Date: May 9th 2022 https://www.bookrix.com/-lw9613e57cb1aa5

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Guillaume Mwamba CROSSROAD & THE CHOICES OF LOYALTY CHAPTER ONE RETURNING PAIN OF THE PAST Everything I hoped for, I thought would be fine. I guess I was wrong. I promised never to untangle myself in love ever again nor ever even fall in love but I guess I was. I believe I can never run away from love. Neither was I believed to be someone who could bring fear in the shadow of the death world, kingdom. To tell you. the truth, I am just a simple man that is weak and powerless. Dispatch that all this began on the most unthinkable and unbearable cold rainy day that late evening. "Matondo?" She called. I turned around where I met face to face with a girl who I invited for a little tour in rainy Sahuarita's park in Tucson, Arizona. "All ears, Nicole. And what seems to be the problem in that case? Besides, did you enjoy our dinner at the most expensive restaurant?" I chuckled. "Um, well, I did but let's break up our engagement promises, please? I don't love you anymore. Neither do I have any feelings for you but I loved your  best friend-!" Nicole paused. "My best friend? Huh, you mean Thomas? And why didn't you tell me? Neither would I have fallen in love or have feelings for-!" I shouted. "Ravenous isn't it, Matondo, my friend? And beg for your forgiveness but we truly are sorry. I mean I am sorry for-!" Thomas discontinued. "Touch me not you traitor! And how could you Thomas? All this time you have been going behind my back! How could you?" I shouted. "Liame, please. I am begging you to explain myself. I have mercy on me please!" Thomas begged. "Enough, Thomas! And would you just leave me alone? I hope you are both happy." I cried. "Liame, please, just try to understand. I truly loved-." Nicole stopped. After I walked away because I did not want to hear Nicole’s last sentence, I disappeared out of their sight within the silhouette's shortcut route of the rainy evening. I, Liame, twenty-six, cutest irresistible African from Congo man. I had curly noir hair, brown eyes, and was wearing a suit but I usually wear a long-sleeved white sweater, sweat pants though I don't sweat, and Nike shoes. Nicole Smarts, twenty-second, mixed Native-American woman. Puffy dark long hair, and brunette eyes, she wears a long-sleeved white dress for our evening dinner, a dark blue sweater jacket, and lower snicker shoes. Thomas was around twenty-four, with puffy noir hair, golden-brown eyes, the cutest man from Britain, wearing a dark golden khaki trenchcoat, Christmas red sweater, jeans, and boots. Moments later,  I opened my eyes and was truly grasping very hard that morning. I turn my head to look at the clock, it was nine a.m. in the morning. "Man, I slept all these nine-hour! Seriously?" I scoffed aloud. "Excellent, Liame. And I was the one who was supposed to say that! Besides, you have a guest that wants to see you, "Nurini exclaimed. "Excuse me, a guest that wants to see me? And who is she?" I asked. "Huh-um, I saw her before but she claimed to know you?" Nuruni nodded. "I see. And would you please just tell her to wait for me, I am coming down." I responded. "Right, right." Nuruni agreed. Later I discovered myself in the restroom, putting on my warm clothes because it was colder in Paris, France. I discovered myself downstairs unless I saw what brought unbearable shock to the core. "Excuse me, Nicole? How are you doing here? Still, what  do you want this time with me?" I gasped. "Liame. Please, I know that you are heart-!" Nicole paused. "I thought I told you that I don't want to see you. Jesus, I can believe you would want to come here of all the places. Christ!" I roared. I furiously left the humongous house, and rushed into the streets, out of Nuruni's and Nicole’s sight. Somewhere around that hour, they lived with the wealthiest businesswoman in Paris. Her young girl exercised a lot by running through the woods, in town, cities, and in her neighborhood heading to her mansion which she reached in time. Marching into the house, after opening the door, was discontinued for her mother. "Exercise, I supposed, Navidad?" Mika asked.  "Surely, I am, mother. And what seems to be the problem? Are you against me going out to exercise now?" Navidad chuckled. "Humph, well I was just worried sick that all, child. And what about if those humans do something terrible to you? Maybe, find out who you are? Man, there is nothing about them but merciless murderers!" Mika gasped. "Mother. Oh, Christ, you worry too much. Besides I am too grown up for them to hurt-!" Navidad paused.  "Exactly. You are grown up. A luminously cutest gorgeous young woman, and came to be irresistible to a man's heart. Might make him fall in love with you for his first sight, Navidad." Mika panicked.  "Um-er, mother. And like I said, you worried that much. Neither will anything happen to me. I am going to bathe." Navidad signed.   Navidad walked out of her mother's sight and into her room,  walked into the restroom, in the shower closure, and turned on the water.  Around that same hour, I find myself marching in an empty neighborhood. I was lost in thought but alerted at the same time till I discovered myself resting on my favorite spot, which was an abandoned Pentecost African Church, and was just breathing in the fresh air.  Dispatch that this abandoned church is cursed because law enforcement used to find corpses reaped from limb to limb in a terrible manner.  Going further, that's why this place is closed down or banned for anyone crossing its street.  Back at the house, Nicole was resting on Nuruni's mansion's couch. Will, he never forgive me I suppose? And I know that I hurt him,  but there is nothing about him filling his heart with bitterness to the point he cannot forgive me. Even my husband Thomas was being very depressed Moody and even regretting betraying-!" Nicole discontinued.  "There you are. Besides, where is the man you betrayed a long time ago?" Interfered the voice.  "Noel! And there's no such a thing? Still, you are nineteen, and that was nineteen decades ago, little girl!" Nicole chuckled. "Sure, sure. Still, this is no time to complain about it!" Noel signed. "Nicole, where is Liame? Don't tell me he ran away, the moment he set eyes on you?" Thomas asked.  "Exactly. He ran away the moment he set us on me. Man, what am I going to do for him to forgive us? I knew what I did was unthinkable and unbearable. Liame has been holding onto all of the pain against us for these nineteen years. I have no idea if he loved that much.`` Nicole signed. "Excellent. I believe you're the young woman he used to talk about. And Liame promises me that he is going to introduce you to me, that's the day you betrayed him. Neither did he believe his own best friend, whom he trusted the most, could do that unimaginable to him." She added. "So, that's why Liam has been furious, once he set eyes on you. And you must trust his trusted friend Thomas, right? Please,  give him some time. I will come around." Nuruni nodded.  "Come around Nuruni? I am not coming around anywhere, " I roared.   "Right, right. And just calm down, son," Nuruni signed. "Great. Well, well, well, if it isn't my old friend. Coming to mingle with the broken-hearted?" I scoffed.  Unless I meet face with a particular young girl. I saw Thomas looking down in shame and disappointment, and pleading eyes. I saw that he was truly apologizing. I was overwhelmed with rage at that time but decided to calm down. "Morning, Liame. Please don't shout at us. We only came here to introduce our daughter to our daughter. Um, she wanted to meet you. And perhaps apologized on our behalf, "Thomas chuckled nervously. "I see.  Sure, morning Thomas' and Nicole’s daughter nice to meet you. Happy, now? Besides, I am a serious guy, just leave me alone. Have enough damage to me, and I want nothing from you. I only want you guys to just get out! Go away and leave me alone, please. "I signed. "We won't leave. Not until you forgive us. Come on, man this is ridiculous! All I want for you is to move on with your life. I know that I betrayed but we were in love man," Thomas replied.   "Excellent. And then you should tell me. If you did tell me that both of you are in love like you suggested, I could not propose to Nicole. All you two gave was the greatest shock after I was engaged to her. Seems like having a friend is nothing but a treacherous disappointment. And do you even know the meaning of a friend, Thomas?" I asked.  "Sure. A friend is someone who shares his or her secret with you. I don't tell you but I was stabbed in the back and I have been living with that guilt ever since, Liame. And sorry I am pleading for forgiveness, please!" Thomas apologized. "Besides, I have a cousin. And she is irresistibly luminous gorgeous. Would you mind if I introduced her to you  but if you are not interested-!" Thomas paused. "Maybe I should amend my parents' betrayal by becoming your wife. Would that make you forgive them?" Noel interfered.  Nuruni and I exchanged glances till I burst out laughing hard. "Classic. Not exactly. And besides, I have forgiven them a long time ago, Noel. I was just furious with them for not telling me that they loved each other,  but betrayed me that's made me rageful, "I signed.  "Man, forgive us, Liame. And we should tell you. Maybe that would make you not propose to Nicole and creates this misunderstanding and betrayal nonsense," Thomas laughed.  "Marvelous. Still, did you only come to beg for forgiveness or there is much more?" I asked.  "Not at all. We are here to invite you to the royal birthday party. It was my cousin’s birthday celebration. And she is single. Perhaps I should mingle the two of you, "Thomas added.  "Hah, nice try Mr. Matchmaker, but not interested at all, "I scoffed.  "Not interesting at all? And what are talking about, child? Besides, you are not getting any younger, Liame." Nuruni replied.  "Forgive but I will never fall in love ever again!" I refused.  Later that night, I discovered myself at Thomas' cousin's birthday party. I was sitting on the comfortable couch, watching everyone dancing, and drinking soda.  Moments later, Thomas came to pull me by my hand up to where we found ourselves before his cousin.  "Thomas? Is this the man you wanted to introduce Navidad to?" She asked.  "Exactly, Rebecca. And where is Navidad by the way?" He asked.  "Forgive me, she did not attend. Though it is her birthday because she did not want the attention of lustful men," Rebecca chuckled.  "Wait, what? But I told her that I will introduce her to my old friend here. I am so sorry, old friend. Uh, Rebecca, this is Liame. And Liame this Rebecca but the woman I wanted to introduce you to she is not here," Thomas signed.  "Huh-er, nice meeting you," I  responded.   "Of course, me, too. And would you care to dance since Navidad who you came to see is not here?" Rebecca asked.  I gasped in shock, Rebecca grabbed me by my hand, and we find ourselves on the dancing floor.  I was joyously dancing with her without any worries. Moments later, we spent all night chatting together during the full moon. Neither Rebecca you want me to do you want to let me go. I spent all night having an endless composition possession.  I can see that Rebecca seems to have fun, her eyes were lightening up, and she did seem uncomfortable with me. Both of us were walking side to side. I can see through her eyes that she was having fun with me for the first time.  "Liame?" Rebecca called.  "I am listening, Rebecca. And what seems to be the problem?" I asked.  "I am so happy that I have met you. Perhaps my cousin introduced you to me. Or maybe my cousin Navidad, the birthday girl, will be finally very lucky to have you as a friend to mingle with." Rebecca chuckled.  "Right. I am glad to have a conversation with you and meet you, " I replied. We find ourselves sitting on the bench, we talk some more, unless we are discovered by a furious man.  "Excellent, excellent. And what do we have here, if it isn't Rebecca mingling with a human?" Snarled the man.  "My my my if it isn't my oldest cousin, Diamond. And what brings you here?" Rebecca asked.  "Um-er, that's what I want to know sister? And besides, I thought you were to be at your oldest cousin's birthday party instead you are mingling with-!" Another voice was discontinued.  "Leave those two alone, Damascus. Always trying to ruin everything. Don't you think that both Rebecca and her new friend are having fun? I mean letting a moment of privacy I suppose." Thomas pleaded.  "We were just passing by, but I am not sure you know what will be happy about someone mingling with his mate? It's going to be an interesting marvelous and crossroad love triangle,  haha." Diamond snickered.  "Right. Just run away as you can before I crash both of your heads!" Thomas scolded.   Diamond and Damascus the twin brothers yelped after vanishing within the silhouettes.  "Huh-um, forgive me about that. I believe you two must continue. And I wondered why Navidad did not attend her birthday celebration. I will be keeping a closer eye on the two of you, "Thomas answered. "Um-er, how kind of you, cousin. And are you trying to mingle your friend with Navidad because you are trying to make amends for your guilt? I mean, well, of betraying your best friend by taking his fiancé away?" Rebecca asked.  "I suppose. I was a jerk back then. And I have been living with that guilt ever since but I am free that my friend has forgiven us." Thomas squealed.  "Awesome. I am getting sleepy, I need to go to bed. Perhaps we will talk some more-." I yawned.  "Man, Liame. Surely, we will take you to  our huge mansion and you shall rest." Nicole whispered.  Later on, I sounded asleep in the huge guest room of my old friend till I felt a chill feeling smack my spine.  I woke up when the window was opened. I saw a man in white clean silhouettes, his eyes were in the color tongue of consuming fire. He covered himself in the clean hooded cloak, only his burning flames eyes glowing within the darkness of his hood. I rubbed the sleepiness out of my eyes to make sure what I saw was real and not my imagination because I have no idea if what I saw was real. CHAPTER TWO     RUINED MY REPUTATION GIRL I ruined my eyes to make sure if what I was seeing was not my imagination, but reality still the moment I glanced at the window he was already gone.   Publication Date: June 6th 2022 https://www.bookrix.com/-lw9613e57cb1aa5

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Guillaume Mwamba COMMONER MAKE YOU SMILE THIS BOOK IS BASED ON THE AUTHOR'S SONG "IMANI" BESTSELLING SAME SUBTITLE SERIES CHAPTER ONE   TO SPEND CHRISTMAS Christmas was just around the corner for the second round. Eleventh of December and fourteen more days till Christmas. Mvuela could not anticipate my life or holiday break to be even more complicated in Chicago, and that was the truth. Neither did not want anyone or joined even sing in the holiday music festival camp or a relationship with any girl, so is that I never go back on my word, but I did anticipate in with my vocal song "Rain of Peace" that shook the throne of God. Till his cousin walked into his room of their cabinet with my worst nightmare's little sister.   "Imani! Great! I should have known that this was coming. And why did I agree to sing that song?" I whined.   “Mvuela, morning. Howdy, nurse? And quit complaining! Still, you sounded awesome last Christmas. Would you mind telling me what your next song is?" Imani asked.   "And what are you? My manager or something? Sheesh, it is early in the morning. And would you look at how you are starting to annoy me? Cousin?" I called.   “Mvuela, listening carefully," Georgette answered.   "Would you mind telling me who brought the stranger girl into the room? Neither do I have any idea where she came from!" I scoffed.   “Excuse me? Stranger girl, whom I do not? Now, where did that come from?" Imani asked.   “Sure. I have no idea. Still, you heard me. And do not try to ignore me, little girl!" I whined.   “Mvuela, you take that back! Heartless. And I am concerned about my sister. Would you mind telling me you have a thing for her?" Imani asked.   “A thing for her? And what are you talking about — ?" I paused.   Mvuela, brother, stop denying it! "Interfered the voice.   "Waa—aah! Ngoy?" I screamed.   Whereas it caused me to collapse off my chair I was sitting at my desk writing something in my white note diary. All three of the girls burst into laughter hard as I peculiarly stared at them strangely.   “Uhm, Ngoy. Would you mind telling me what you are doing here?" I asked.   "Um, well, I just came to spend the Christmas holiday with you people," Ngoy replied.   "To spend the Christmas holiday with us?" I blinked. "Of course, and do you have a problem with that?" Georgette asked.   "Nothing, nothing at all. I am glad that my little sister is here. Love the outfit. And would you mind telling me who gave you it ?" I signed.   “I bought it myself, Mvuela. Please, do tell me you still grieving our father's death?" Ngoy asked.   "Sure. I am still grieving; our father was the greatest man ever to live back home." I added.   "Right, right," Bringham discontinued.   All blinked for a moment when Bringham came in with a sad expression.       Publication Date: May 9th 2022 https://www.bookrix.com/-lw9613e57cb1aa5

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Guillaume Mwamba COMMONER RAIN OF PEACE THIS BOOK IS BASED ON THE AUTHOR'S SONG "IMANI" BESTSELLING SAME SUBTITLE SERIES CHAPTER ONE MEETING FOR THE FIRST TIME Christmas was just around the corner for the second round. Eleventh of December and fourteen more days till Christmas. Mvuela could not anticipate my life or holiday break to be even more complicated in Chicago, and that was the truth.   Publication Date: May 9th 2022 https://www.bookrix.com/-lw9613e57cb1aa5

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i love nobody d The city of Athens frerg [This book is SHORT STORY based on a greek story i own this book if you try to steal it the will be problems. love you all. if you do not like greek mytholgy than do not read this ON PEROUSE SHORT BOOK. How it all began This is the story of how the city named Athens got it’s name.It all started when Poseidon wanted a city but Athena had already got there and was planning to be there Parton goddess . Poseidon had other ideas he wanted to be there Parton god and not Athena.They had a contest,Athena made a olive tree to sell and use as oil and Poseidon made water to drink and to use for any thing else they need for.The mortals had argument and got super thirsty and they drunk the water it was super salty so they chose the olive tree. That is how the city athens came to be. Publication Date: May 24th 2022 https://www.bookrix.com/-uu3e600f83ad516

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Guillaume Mwamba MIXED-ISH & THE CHRONICLE OF CHOSENS CHAPTER ONE Seven pm,          located in the northwest of Peru,                       in the miles away acres of plantain fruits trees field the Inca Kingdom, Cusco.     MIDST FLOWERS OF THE FIELD  Everything was perfect in the young prince's life. His life was very wealthy, I mean luxurious, gold, the highest noble position, and many slaves.   Whereas when he was marching among his slaves, our young Prince by the name of M’Khule saw the most luminous, breathtaking, gorgeous African girl, and was traumatized by her perfection and gorgeousness.   Instantly everything changes. When our young Prince, after falling in love with a young slave girl by the name of Hadassa.   Continued Hadassa was a descendant of the tribe of Luba in Congo, Central Africa. She was taken, I mean kidnapped when she was young by slave traders.   In other words, she never sees her parents ever again, however, she was raised by kind-hearted slave parents with two children. Despite that, romantic affection relationship between royal blood and nonroyal blood shows especially if she or he is a slave, was forbidden. Till M’Khule did the unthinkable, first, before I would ask them what happened to Hadasa. She was thirteen of age whereas M’Khule was four years old apart, meaning seventeen of age.   Dispatch that, just like Jesus. In the Holy Bible. Say to his disciple in Matthew 10:24—” The disciple is not above his master, nor the servant above his lord.” and that's what young Hadassa did.   M'Khule’s mother was a very was very seriously stricken for any of her slaves to have a mantic relationship with her son or any member of the royal family. Neither did she want to see a mixed child amidst her slaves.   If she does, she is going to be a heartless, ruthless Queen and will do the unthinkable to whatsoever slave person.   M'Khule’s mother was named Naomi, and her husband Tito De La Cruz was a very kindhearted man to his slaves, but death took him away.   Evening came by fast whereas our young prince saw a luminous slave girl working hard in that late dark within the planting fields trees. That goes for mile acres away.   M’Khule saw amidst flowers of the field a luminous gorgeous young slave girl. Besides, the acres of plantain miles away have very thick trees. Most of the time, slaves now in the Cusco estate must work by clearing weeds in those plantain fruit trees in fields. Sometimes pick up ripe fruits from eight feet tall trees and go to the market to sell them.   Hadassa was very focused on her work in the fields unless the prince bounced on her from behind. Though she screams for help, the young Prince covered her mouth and did something unbearable to see.   Moments later, the young Prince realizes what he has done. Filled with nothing but overbearing guilt as he looked down on the lamenting innocent girl, she stood up fast and ran away in tears to her adopted slave parents.  M’Khule ran back home with nothing but discomfort in his heart. Everything began to become even worse after months when the queen saw her son not having the appetite to eat, and just going straight to bed.   Sometimes early in the morning, M’Khule watches young impregnated Hadassa working hard in the field.   “Man. Would this be even worse? Because the slave girl I did such an abomination act is pregnant. Still, she is working hard in the scorching hot sun. Christ, have mercy on me. I promise when I am king, I must do something. About This law, my mother put on our slaves.” M’Khule wondered. Somewhere around that same morning. Naomi saw one of her youngest. female slave, and fiercely summoned her guards to bring the young girl instantly before her.   “Right away, your Excellency, Excellency.” Answer the guards.   Later, Hadassa was dragged away into the throne room, filled with nothing but fright in her eyes for her life, as she kneeled before her queen. “Would you mind telling me about the person responsible for the pregnancy, you're caring. And why at such a tender age? Please would you tell me your age?” Naomi asked. “Um, Excellency, I—I am thirteen. And the person responsible for my pregnancy is your only child, Excellency.” Hadassa whimpered.   In shock, Naomi stood up. With fury in her eyes, she was not violent towards the innocent girl or anything.  CHAPTER TWO   TOLD TO WALK AWAY Naomi marched up to young Hadassa in shock, confused, and overwhelmed with rage. Till Her Excellency, the Queen calmly glanced at a fragile young girl, who could not even kneel properly, and Noami felt pity for her.  “Please. Would you just stand up? Trust me, I cannot watch you suffering while being pregnant.” Naomi scoffed.   Naomi ordered her guards next to Hadassa, to help her to stand up.   “Excellent. Are you better now? And please do tell me, are you saying my son is responsible for your pregnancy?” Naomi asked.   She was surrounded round about Hadassa, her innocent eyes brought pity to Noami's sight, and young Hadassa was glancing up and down at a queen in fright. Unless she was interrupted by her son coming in, kneeling before her, and was remorseful looking at Hadassa.   “Please, please, mother. She is innocent! I did something unthinkable to her. I am begging you, mother. Please forgive her.” M’Khule pleated.   “M’Khule! And how could you do such a thing to her? She is only thirteen. Very fragile, innocent, and she is pregnant because of your ignorance!” Noami roared.   “Jesus, child. And you know that that is forbidden for royal blood and non-royal blood to be united.” She continued.   “Forgive me, mother. And of course, I do know that it is forbidden—.” M’Khule signed with disappointment.   “Forgive me, Excellency. I am called by the name of Hadassa Esther, that’s my full name.” Hadassa interfered.   Publication Date: May 11th 2022 https://www.bookrix.com/-lw9613e57cb1aa5

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Guillaume Mwamba CHANCE OF ROYAL PAIN MY GOOD FRIEND CHAPTER ONE UNEXPECTED  Everything was perfect in Paris where I discover myself within my old friend's family mansion. Neither did my old friend knows that I could speak French by being invited by the royal family, to  attend their great-great-great multiple oldest grandchild's arrange marriage with someone she never know or have feelings for.    Abigaïl Publication Date: June 1st 2022 https://www.bookrix.com/-lw9613e57cb1aa5