An apple doesn't entirely fall far from the tree. Busisiwe and Nkosinathi's triplets have finally grown to be young adults. One of them is about to carry the burden their mother once had, emotional and verbal abuse will be her hideous bestfriend. Though everything initially changes when she finally meets the one for her. That doesn't change the fact that life will always have its own tragedies. Obstacles are meant to make one stronger and wiser and so one can live to be a happy woman/man.

Amanda is a well established young lady who has conquered all life's obstacles along her journey. She has learned to accept and live with the outcomes of her past experiences because despite the fact that her past broke her but something great came out of it. What happens when the same thing that brought her pain becomes the same thing that heals her? What happens when the same reason why she doesn't believe in love happens to be the same reason she second guesses her decisions? Is this love? Journey with me as i take you through Amanda's life❤

"Baba,why are you doing this to me? Umfazi wesibili?"she weeps. "Nkosikazi this doesn't mean I love you any less,lomntwana will bring happiness to this household,"he voices his opinion but it falls on deaf ears. The need to destroy brews from the pit of her stomach,'the wrath of a woman scorned'she recites in her head. Dear readers Hello guys, this is one of my favourite books because it came straight from a dream I had. I remember sleeping and thinking I should remember this for a novel definitely. But anyways let's not dwell much on my dream,all the characters in this book are fictional, including the story. If you see anything that is similar to a movie or a book you've read, please please please it's all a coincidence. I'm not a copycat because I know how discouraging and disrespectful it is to the next person. I also kindly ask that you do not plagiarise my work. Editing will be done after the whole book is done and please excuse my spelling and horrible grammar if you catch any. Thank you in advance to those who will read,vote, follow and comment on my work. Please guys, constructive comments only because negative energy is non existing here so... ENJOY❤️ love,the writer

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

Book 3 of KwaDlamini. Tears are the silent language of Grief.

A man with no happiness in life. A man that lives his life in an eggshell. Being alone is a happy place for him. The death of his brother took a serious toll on him. Being blamed by you're parents for the death of his brother made him a loner. Will his heart open up? Will he ever find love and peace?

KwaDlamini : Family Values. This book really is my first book with over 10k views on Wattpad. To be honest I never knew what I was doing when I started writing but then some loved the story and here I am. I really would appreciate your likes & comments please. And if you on wattpad , check the comments section for the wattpad link. By the way the story is just about family dramas and more. https://www.facebook.com/groups/645774266676829/?ref=share_group_link

Prologue " I love fearlessly and I want to be loved the way I love. I am worth it, and because I know my worth I don't know how to settle for temporary pleasure or love. So please don't bother me, unless you are planning on loving me the way I deserve to be loved." We both stared at each other not saying a word, afraid to speak next because whatever is said next sets everything in motion. " You should go" I said walking towards the door then opened it. He cleared his throat, then grabbed his jacket mumbling something under his breathe; " See what happening right now? Where we are right at this moment is all your fault" He said his ocean blue eyes staring at me shimmering with tears; " You wouldn't know love because you don't even love yourself. You are the problem Zoey, no one else but you"

Polygamy-With a twist!

The Khumalo's are known to be dangerous but what happens now since they have a weakness, is love really a beautiful thing if it makes you weak?