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After 2 by imaginator1D
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This is the sequel (continuation) of After. Hardin and Tessa's relationship will be tested in ways she never expected, but he knew of all along.
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After by imaginator1D
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Tessa Young is an 18 year old college student with a simple life, excellent grades, and a sweet boyfriend. She always has things planned out ahead of time, until she meets a rude boy named Hardin, with too many tattoos and piercings who shatters her plans.
Coloured by AfricanBomb
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• "Because maybe, in a way, we didn't leave it behind nearly as much as we might once have thought. Because somewhere underneath, a part of us stayed like that: fearful of the world around us, and no matter how much we despised ourselves for it." • "So she thoroughly taught him that one cannot take pleasure without giving pleasure, and that every gesture, every caress, every touch, every glance, every last bit of the body has its secret, which brings happiness to the person who knows how to wake it. She taught him that after a celebration of love the lovers should not part without admiring each other, without being conquered or having conquered, so that neither is bleak or glutted or has the bad feeling of being used or misused." • Based On A True Story.
POSSESSIVE LOVE  by Ratelin
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Book 1 of CATLIN & JACKSON SAGA Catelin Botha a simple [24 year old],girl from South-Africa who moved to America after her legal gaurdian died [her grandmother], with her father who get a great job offer to be the secretary of education there in the time she studied for a doctor , she also has a black belt in karate, and she also learn the diffrent fighting techniques. She also loves baking because thats what she and her grandmother loved to do together, dancing, swimming and watching anime is also her hobbies but she spend most of her free time reading about the new developments in science as she wants to be a doctor. Jackson Micheals [30]the riches man in the whole of America possebly the world he is also a snob , ruthless, pefectioness does not believe in love he believes love is a weakness after a horrible past. He believes the only thing woman wants is money and uses them only for his needs ,but that doesn't stop woman from falling in love with him . With his God like looks What happens when this heartless man meets this simple self reliant girl? ____Sneakpeak________________________________________________________________________________ Are you following me?" I ask . He smile and answer " Yes" as if it's a normal thing to follow girls. I glare at him. " And why exactly are you following me?" I ask him he is really getting on my nerves " Well Tiger I was wondering if I can get your number ?" He ask but it sounded more like a demand. The nerve of this guy. "NO , and stop with these stupid pet names." I reply and turn around . I opened my car door but it slammed shut. I turned around and glare at this handsome idiot " And why not?" Buffy asks . " Why not what? " I asked confused. " Why won't you give me your number angel?" He ask .OMG this guy. "Because I don't give my number to strangers. " I push him away then got in my car and drove away . Seriously what's up with that guy ? The images in this book does not belong to me .
I'm more than just the second wife by londii
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Disclaimer: The pictures used do not belong to me. I give full credit to the respective owners.
Mandla by asandakhathi
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"Okay okay, you're right. I want you to be safe so you can come back home to me every night Mr. Hlatshwayo"- I say leaning in. He feeds into it, men are so easy to manipulate... "So can I keep it?"-Him "Hell no! find security, there is no way you keeping that thing next to me. It's so freaking hard even, I can feel it from here"-Me "Oh that's not my gun Mrs. Hlatshwayo. Someones just really excited to see you"-He chuckles. Naughty! He smears me on the bed and settles in between my legs. "Please be gentle"- I whisper. He listens.
Thandolwami (on hold) by FlowerOfGrace
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A heart warming story about love, abuse and tribalism. Thandolwami is a Ndebele word which means "My Love". The story is set in modern day Zimbabwe. What happens when two young people fall in love but they are from 2 different tribes? Need l mention that for decades these tribes have not liked each other, regardless of the fact that they live in the same country? Find out how Gilbert Rufaro Chitsikwapasi and Ntandokazi Dlamini maneuver their love among tribal differences, opinions, family feuds, distance and a whole lot more drama that life throws at them. Is love enough? Will their love succeed to a happily ever after or will they succumb to the mounting pressure and give up? There's only one way to find out. Cover image credit: Tafadzwa Kwesu.
The love of my life- Cause True love never has to hide by asandakhathi
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She's lying peacefully on my chest, holding on to my new leather jacket while I walk us up the campus steps and into the staff closet. Relax, I only have the keys because I'm friends with one of the department cleaners. I'm not much of a socialite so I spend my lunch breaks in here rather then the canteen like regular students. I lay her down on the only cushioned sofa that could fit into this tiny room. With my parents being social workers, home is far too crowded with people in need of help that I prefer sleeping in this place sometimes. There aren't any windows so she should feel safe. I close us in and wait until she gains conscious. Her eyes blink as I look into them, she mumbles a few words and after what seems like years, she speaks "where am I? What is this?" I say nothing but stare, I can't help it. She seems to recall what took place a few minutes ago when she decides to speak, "thank you and I'm sorry for taking your money". #Mustread #SA #Africanwriters Author: Asanda Khathi Happy reading!???