He was poison. The kind that seeped into your veins and pumped with your blood. The moment he breathed the same air as you, you were infected. The kind that killed you slowly until the moment it decided it was your time and then it happened all at once. Every time, every time you could hand me the antidote and I would refuse it. Cause I secretly thrived to have his poison rushing through my body. If I was infected it meant he was close, meant he was there. How long could I survive this? How long would it take for him to kill me? After all, the moment we locked eyes I had one foot in the grave.

Yandise-okuhle Mthethwa... The only daughter of Mhlengiwezwe and Nandipha Mthethwa. The princess of the family. The only sister of 6 brothers. The heiress to the Mthethwa wealth. About to go to Rosèry Private International School. Ntando Majola... The only son of Maxwell and Asomeleze Majola. The Prince and soon to be king of Umhlab'uyadibana kingdom in the Eastern Cape. Goes to Rosèry Private International School. Two kids, both from wealthy backgrounds. Both privileged. Both known around the world. Both always seen on tv with their parents. Both known as entitled, egotistical kids due to how they are portrayed in public. Both similar and yet both are different. Both connected in many ways and yet both unknown to one another. This is the story about two rich kids in high school and how they deal with life on tv, Life at home, BEING TEENAGERS and how they tackle problems thrown at them. Will they find comfort in each other and grow together or will they tear each other down and crumble at the world's harshness ? Read to find out... I'm so sorry for the slow updates. Bare with me please /ᐠ｡ꞈ｡ᐟ\ ✿

Short story about Princess Lisakhanya Zulu and Prince Zenzozendoda Mkhwanazi. Part of the Miss Chubby series.

Her life has never been more busy. On the verge of a global business expansion and raising eight royal kids, Futhi is hit with the surprise of a life when she discovers that not everyone wishes her holy matrimony a happy ending. there are many forces conspiring against her and her husband. But at the end, will she defeat all the obstacles in their path and secure the throne for her young prince, or will she fail and let her enemies succeed in taking away her children's birthright and her husband? Melamina The Queen

NANDIPHA, A 24 YEAR OLD LADY CATCHES THE ATTENTION OF THE "NEVER IMPRESSED", MR QUINTON REDELLO. WHAT WILL HAPPEN WHEN THEY DECIDE TO BOTH TAKE A SHOT AT LOVE WHILST ALSO UNFOLDING THE DEEP, DARK PAST THAT MR REDELLO HAS. HOW WILL SHE REACT WHEN SHE FINDS OUT ABOUT HIS HIDDEN SECRETS AND REALISES HIS NEW OBSESSION, HER !!! BOOK 𝐼 𝑂𝐹 𝐼𝐼- QUINTON'S STORY

She is a girl trying to survive in a world that needs you to be a certain size and a lighter shade to be even considered, to make things slightly more difficult for her is her name not forgetting that she is from the other side of the poverty line, Scheherazade Nzimande is her name... ꧁꧂꧁꧂꧁꧂ He has it all or so he thought. He has money more than he could ever need in this lifetime to the next but he still works like there's no tomorrow, He always has a poker face, with a heart as cold as the Antarctica and is known as "Isoka lamanyala" ( a ladies man) or should I say Nkosinathi Ndlovu... ꧁꧂꧁꧂꧁꧂ What happens when fate and her twisted ways decides to pair these two together, I mean what could go wrong?

An arranged marriage was never what I wanted but it seemed to be what life was dishing out to me, and to make it worse, my husband-to-be preferred women on the ...lighter side. And by the lighter side, I mean lighter side of the scale and skin color. #1Bwwm #2Interracial Book 1 of the Unwanted Series PS: There are typos in this work, mostly because autocorrect always puts in the most ridiculous wrong things and I always miss despite reading them before posting, until I have posted and read over and over again. There's also the issue of timelines that don't add up and wrong names. I'm currently editing it in a new document. I hope it will be better. FP: 2017 C:2019

"Fuck, baby. You can't say things like that to me. I want to, also. Trust me." His hand snakes down my body until he enters two of his fingers into my wet center. I can only moan in response. "However," he kisses my neck possessively, finding the right spot to drive me crazy. "I need to build you up to that." He pushes his fingers in and out of me, hitting deeper and deeper as his strokes become longer and harder and faster. "You feel that? My fingers deep in your pussy that's dripping for me?" He licks the side of my neck as my breaths come out in short pants. "My dick is going to stretch you out so much more. When I finally fuck you, you're going to be sore for days. And you're going to love it." ---------- Thea Brooks, an 18-year-old college student, lives her life by a schedule. She has school, homework, her job at the Coffee shop where she drinks way too much caffeine to be healthy, and the rest of the time she is watching her little sister while her mother is at work. She thinks that everything will remain the same as she starts her college classes, but that all changes when a new friend of hers introduces her to an attractive guy that she can't seem to get out of her head. Grayson Dark, a 22-year-old Alpha of his pack, has been searching for his mate since he turned 16. All hope is lost until one of his pack mates strolls into his home with the most magnificent scent- his mate's scent. After only slightly maiming his pack mate, it is revealed that his mate is close by- and human. Without understanding the supernatural world existing around her, Thea will have to learn to look past Grayson's faults- mainly his possessiveness and anger issues- while staying out of danger from unknown threats and learning her place at Grayson's side. Oh... and keeping her grades up. How hard can that be?

BOOK 1 OF THE BIG BAD WOLF SERIES: "R-Roman, stop," He lingers on each kiss, teasing me with his tongue. Sparks erupt. "You make me so damn angry," He says huskily, fanning his warm breath on my neck, making another shiver course through me. He places a kiss right below my ear, and I visibly shudder. He notices. He starts attacking the spot with his lips, and I bite my lip hard trying hard to not let the moan escape me. I involuntarily close my eyes. Everywhere he touches me sparks erupt. He starts sucking on the spot. "R-Roman, pl-please, st-top," I push lightly on his chest, but he doesn't even flinch. I didn't want this to happen, not when he was just being a total asshole 2 seconds ago. "Roman," I practically moan out his name. He starts gently biting me, and I melt into him. I put my hands on his shoulders and push him again, slightly harder this time, but as he keeps attacking my neck, I feel as though all the energy has been drained from me. "You're mine," he says huskily in between kisses. I self consciously nod. "Only mine-" He starts kissing and sucking my jaw, and I refrain from letting out a moan. "And you'll never talk to Dimitri or any of the warriors again." I open my eyes wide at his comment, and I push him back with all my strength. *** They said the Big Wolf was bad... They said no one could tame him... That his heart was made of ice... That he couldn't love anyone and no one could love him. His pack was ruthless... Killed without a second thought. They said Little Red was Human.... They said she was shy and quiet.... They said her innocence was like no other... That she was pack less. Helped without a thought... At least... That's what they say... Let me tell you the real story... *** WARNING: THIS BOOK HAS STRONG LANGUAGE, SEXUAL THEMES, ABUSE, VIOLENCE, KIDNAPPING, DEATH AND HARASSMENT. IF THESE ARE TRIGGERS THAN CONTINUE AT YOUR OWN RISK!

"I said look at me," he growled as he grabbed my arm from the Gamma in a vice grip. I winced and finally looked up to his stunning grey eyes. 'Mate!' my wolf yipped happily, although she was very weak she got to sound very excited, but I didn't. I didn't want a mate, one that I am putting in danger. Those people said they would find me no matter where I ran to, I couldn't put my mate or his pack in danger. My wolf whimpered knowing it was the truth. "Kitten," my mate purred, before he growled, "mine!" softly as he let go of my arm and lightly touched my cheek, now I felt the sparks firing on my skin. 'Kitten? Was this guy for real?! Did it look like I had whiskers and meowed?' I mentally scolded at him.