Married off to a married man to settle a heavy debt against your family.Is this the road going to make or break you .Meet Zenani Cele a 22 year old whos only trying to make ends meet

This is a story of a young woman who is currently focused on her life until he meets The one and only her boss Mr Nkosi..

Onezwa has only ever known the dust roads of her village, the echo of her mother's warnings, and the weight of poverty pressing against her dreams. When her long-awaited acceptance letter finally pulls her to Johannesburg, she carries not only her future in her hands, but the hopes of an entire family. Her mother's words follow her like a prayer and a curse: "Do better than me. Pick a man who will not bury you in poverty."

Join Kegagugetswe and Thembinkosi on their love journey and find out how it goes...♡

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.

"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.

"Amari, you guys have been best friends for too long. There's no way you two haven't done something." "We're just friends. Some of us can manage keeping our hands to ourselves." ---- Amari and Tyler have been best friends since they were kids, but, as always, people grow and things change. Amari, once boyish, begins to change her style and wear clothes that accentuate her curves. Tyler begins to notice. After one dark encounter at a party, an agreement is put into place. Will things stay strictly friendly or will feelings be caught?

*currently being edited* but it's completed. when autumn meets kingpin "jelani" also known as "killa" at a party everything changes. jelani and autumn become friends with benefits-will they grow to want something more? will autumn go for his promiscuous ways? *2018*

A beautiful dark twisted fantasy. This story contains strong language, explicit content, and violence. Not suitable for readers under the age of 18, and sensitive viewers.

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.