Look, this book? It's a love letter to the township - but don't get it twisted; you don't have to be from here to get it. Whether you're chilling in a fancy villa in Spain or hustling somewhere else, these stories speak to you because love and struggle? They don't check your address. This is a free zone. If you don't vibe with it, no worries, the township will still be here, doing its thing, surviving and thriving, with or without you. And me? I give thanks to the same streets that raised me. Even when I'm sitting in my office, switching between languages like a pro, deep down, I'm still that township boy - sharp, stubborn, and full of stories to tell. Each chapter is a day in the life of people who refuse to be boxed in by their pasts. It's messy, real, and sometimes raw - but always honest. So, pull up a chair, open your mind, and maybe, just maybe, you'll see yourself in these pages.

To choose between love and duty, which will come first?

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Years ago, a king was murdered, his body cursed. A prophecy speaks of a rightful heir who will return to claim the throne, but his identity remains hidden. In modern times, Busi is plagued by visions of this lost kingdom. But her stepmother, Mazungu, believes the prophecy is meant for her daughter, Nozipho. As Busi's visions grow, she's pulled into a dangerous fate that could change everything. Is Busi the key to the kingdom's return, or is she just another pawn in a deadly game?

An arranged marriage, each with their own agenda. Love is a battlefield, but with guns, it's a warzone. Who's going to come out alive?

"When fear and love collide, hearts get hurt. Khanyisile has been burned too many times to count, and she's sworn off love for good. But then her best friend's charming cousin, Philasande, enters her life, and she's torn between her desire for connection and her terror of getting hurt again. As Philasande's affections grow clearer, Khanyisile must confront her past and learn to trust her heart. Will she find the courage to love again, or will her fears forever hold her back?"

Can the broken branches of a family tree really be restored? Or is it better to just branch out and live your own life as a loner? Is there anything thicker than blood that can hold the family together?

Zoey and Zolani were born free in South Africa on the 27th of April 1994 but the twins didn't live that way, with Zolani in prison for murder and Zoey building walls higher than anyone can reach, while keeping secrets that haunted them everyday. They're doomed to the death they crave until... They find freedom in love. 🌻~★~ 🌻 "You're so closed off,so walled in on yourself you can't see the people on other side trying to get to you." He was frustrated, his brown eyes burning with passion. His words, I don't know how he did it but they always got to me. They always pulled from me. My eyes welled with tears. "Which people?" I asked, hoarse, soft. Samuel stayed quiet, suddenly at loss for words. His eyes held mine and he answered the question over and over again from the very depths of his eyes but I wanted to hear him say it. "Me." He said it. The words I'd wanted him to say for a long time. There was something about knowing someone was fighting for you even when you were putting up a fight against it.

He was her Giant. She was his Heart. He was rude and cruel. She was polite and compassionate. He was dangerous. She was harmless. He was fearless. She was timid. His life was filled with darkness because of his tragic past Until... She battled with her darkness but hid it from the outside world Until...

This is book 2 of Light at the end of the tunnel. We still continue with our favorite couple. Let's see what's in store for them.