Scars to your beautiful

When Lerato Mthembu's father's business teeters on the edge of collapse, salvation comes in the form of a marriage contract - one year with Andile Majozi, heir to one of the most powerful families in Johannesburg. But what she doesn't know is that the Majozi empire was not built on clean money. Behind the tailored suits and luxury cars lies a world of secrets, blood oaths, and danger. Andile is no ordinary man - he's the eldest son of a family feared in both boardrooms and backstreets. Cold, calculated, and respected by all, he agrees to the marriage for his own hidden reasons. But Lerato's innocence begins to unravel everything he thought he controlled. As lies are exposed and alliances tested, Lerato finds herself torn between her heart and her safety. One year was all they agreed to - but love, once found, doesn't follow the rules. A Year to Love You - where business meets betrayal, and love becomes the most dangerous deal of all.

Khumo modise gets roped in a world full of lies, deceit and violence because of a terrible mistake her father did years ago and now she's paying for his sins.

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?

Amantle always believed and trusted her in father, so much so she built her business under his mame. But when he dies suddenly, everything unravels. At the reading of the will, Amantle learns the chilling truth. Years ago, her father had already created her fate. To claim her inheritance and her businesses back, and to avoid a far deadlier fate Amantle must marry a man and his billionaire family shes never heard of. There's no loophole, no escape. If she refuses, her and families lives will be forfeited But her new husband is nothing she didnt expect. Cold, controlling, and devastatingly handsome, he's as much a prisoner of this union as she is. Their chemistry is explosive. Their hatred is intoxicating. As secrets unravel and danger circles closer, Amantle must decide,can she trust the enemy in her bed... or is she sleeping beside the man who will ruin her heart and possibly take her life?

A story of mystery! Misery turns to adventure as a young girl escapes from the hands of an abuser and has to find her way in life in a new city with noone but herself

Love didn't save me .He did , with presence , with patience , with everything I was told I didn't deserve. He didn't come with promises , just consistency and somehow , that was more healing than all the apologies I'd ever heard🤍

"You're my hero, Superwoman," he said, his voice rough like gravel - like he wasn't used to saying anything soft. I smiled, his gaze steady as I tied the last strip of the bandage around his shoulder. "How come my superpowers don't work on you and me?" I asked, quietly, like it wasn't already eating me alive. He didn't flinch. "Maybe they don't work on people who already belong to you." His callused hand brushed my cheek. My chest ached. "Sukhala mama, ungowami wena." And the tears came. Because I'd asked him to fake love me. And now I didn't know where the lie ended and the truth began. He said "mama." inqondo yagoloza,intliziyo yavuma. (my brain said no, but my heart said yes) Ngewami Mamba is a force-an award-winning gynecologist, tech mogul, and humanitarian with a passport full of stamps and a bank account in pounds, not rands. She's the woman every man wants and every woman envies. But when her younger sister announces an unexpected engagement, Ngewami's perfectly curated world tilts off its axis. She was supposed to be first. The wife. The bride. The standard. Now, with the spotlight slipping and her ego bruised, Ngewami will stop at nothing to beat her sister to the altar-even if it means faking a relationship with the one kind of man she's always sworn off: A Zulu man. Sharp-tongued, emotionally armored, and unapologetically ambitious, Ngewami isn't looking for love-she's looking for a win. But love has a twisted sense of humor. And it just might be written in bold, bloody Zulu.

PROLOGUE Hello, my name is Asimthandile Khosa (24), I'm Xhosa, I live in Cape Town with my Aunt Nomaxabiso Fati (55) her husband Xolizizwe Fati (55), her two sons Kwakhanya (19), Kwakho(13) and my three siblings Nqobile Khosa (30), Sandile Khosa (27), Siyamthanda Khosa (16). My parents died when I was 11 years old in a car accident, after our parents died Siyamthanda and I had to live with our Aunt Nomaxabiso, my aunt never liked my mom ever since my mother Khanyisile Khosa(53) married a very wealthy man which is my dad Andile Khosa (59), my aunt and my mom never spoke ever since my mother got married my aunt did not even attend my mother's wedding. I am doing my last year in CPUT I'm studying medicine , my older brother Nqobile is a taxi owner he owns more or less 7 taxi's, Sandile has his own businesses 'SK interior design company' and 'SK Lounge' he has two lounges one in Johannesburg the other one here in Cape Town, Siyamthanda is currently doing grade 11 at Wynberg Girls High School, Kwakhanya is doing his first year at UCT and Kwakho just started high school grade 8. Ever since my parent's died life has been draining, Nqobi chose to quit school to be a taxi driver so that he can pay my fees and Sandile is paying Siya's school fees because my aunt doesn't provide for us all she does is make us her maids.

This is book 2 of I become his Zulu bride ""' Gift, like his name implies he has a gift . Having to deal with being an outcast in his own village even though he's the son of the king. He has one more problem which is wooing his destined bride. so follow this African story where Gift, tries to fit in and probably get the love of his life. Gift: I can see our future together my African beauty destined lover :.... stay away from me Gift: never even if I die , I'll become a ghost and hunt you destined lover:....