She came for a wedding. She left with a name she couldn't forget. Liyana Xaba wasn't supposed to fall for anyone-especially not the brooding architect with sharp eyes, a sharper tongue, and a quiet sadness he hides behind tradition. Hlumelo Dalindeybo has never been one for small talk or slow dances... until her. She's Zulu. He's Xhosa. She inherited a business. He builds homes. And when her request for an architect turns into late-night calls and dangerously close silences, lines begin to blur. In a world where culture speaks louder than feelings, and love is both a risk and a rebellion, can two souls stitched from different cloths truly be threaded in gold?

The book two of Twist Of Fate. New relations Old Ones Collide New Enemies Old ones die Fate intervenes Stars align. Enjoy!

Lisa: W-what a-re you...what are y-you doing? She stutters as he pulls her even closer to him. Balancing herself, she puts her hands on his shoulders while looking up at him as he smirks seeing how flustered she looks but he doesn't miss the fear in those grey eyes that leave him speechless everytime he looks at them. Snakes: I'll come back for you. Lisa can't even respond as he kisses her, she kisses him back but pulls away almost immediately, she pushes him away. She can't believe she just kissed another man who isn't James in their home. She doesn't even know him. He smirks and grazes his finger on his lips while looking at her. Snakes: Next time I kiss you, you won't be pulling back.

A captivating journey of friendship, resilience, and the promises we make and sometimes break in the name of love.

When Amahle and Luyanda leave KwaZulu-Natal for the bright lights of Johannesburg, they believe love will carry them through. But city life has a way of revealing truths they never wanted to face. Their once-promising relationship begins to unravel, and the two are forced to confront the reality that sometimes love is not enough.

What does "I love my wife" truly mean? Masculinity and temptation in modern Zulu society Emotional neglect vs. sexual temptation

-A Baby Dissappeared.

When Sipho's bride runs away on lobola day, he must marry her sister but can love grow from a forced union?

At just nineteen, Nothando Nkosi is focused on surviving law school, healing from a childhood no one knows about, and staying under the radar. But everything changes when she crosses paths with Mr. Zungu- her tall, deep-voiced, dangerously charming part-time lecturer with a reputation for breaking hearts. What happens when classes turn into more?

She snapped her head up, ready to give him a piece of her mind but instantly wished she hadn't when their eyes met. His eyes and skin were the colour of coffee beans and his big nose protruded from his face, enhancing his full lips and the neatly trimmed stubble, framing his strong jawline. She loved that he had a clean shaven head, already imaging it between her thighs. Colour stained her rounded cheeks as she banished the thought from her head. Whoa, Kgomotso! Get a grip! He truly was beautiful, like a work of art meant to be admired for a lifetime. He oozed sex appeal, effortlessly, and for the first time since Xola, Kgomotso was mesmerized by a man and this was most interesting because Xola never aroused her like this stranger. Yes, stranger, she needed to remember that because her thoughts were already going off course. She slowly shook her head, gathering her thoughts and returned her gaze on him. She hoped he was oblivious to the effect he had on her treacherous body. "If you weren't so busy on that thing, you would've noticed me, and none of this would've happened," she said, poking at his taut chest. Her fierceness stirred something in him, something he'd long thought was dead and would never resurrect. He found it sexy that she didn't back down even though it was obvious she found him attractive. He noticed the deep yearning, which glistened in her warm-toned eyes when she blushed. He could almost imagine what she was thinking and that stirred his erection to life. He wanted her, to feel her soft skin against his, kiss the furrow between her brows and make love to her. Love? No. You're getting way ahead of yourself, buddy. The thought shook him so bad he almost jumped out of his skin.