Her life has never been more busy. On the verge of a global business expansion and raising eight royal kids, Futhi is hit with the surprise of a life when she discovers that not everyone wishes her holy matrimony a happy ending. there are many forces conspiring against her and her husband. But at the end, will she defeat all the obstacles in their path and secure the throne for her young prince, or will she fail and let her enemies succeed in taking away her children's birthright and her husband? Melamina The Queen

Gold mask is a story about a young woman, forced by tough circumstances, who chooses hard choices in life and embarks on a dangerous path. As the years go by, she gains more experience and becomes a demand to real money spenders. One fateful night at a strip club, she gets an invitation to join a certain club called the swingers club. At first she is denied participation but aftet careful consideration, she is allowed back in, only because she has grabbed the attention of a certain somebody. That's the start of a thrilling, enticing, erotic, dark and dangerous path. Will she get sucked into the world of darkness or will she be able to rise above it and become a better version of herself? Story by Lungile Ntsuntsha and Minenhle Nkosi

1 CORINTHIANS 13 _ And now these three remain: faith, hope and love. But the greatest of these is love. Love and marriage is not all it is cut put to be. Especially when you have to deal with external factors one brings into a union or factors that bring themselves into a union. Kenneth and Nkuli made that mistake. Now the question remains if their love is strong enough to stand the test of these factors. Copyright © 2020 All rights reserved no part of this book may be reproduced or transmitted in any form or by any means, electronic, mechanical, including photocopying, recording or by any information storage and retrieval system without written permission of author,except where permitted by law. This book is a work of fiction. Names of characters,places and incidents are products of imagination or coincidence. It's make believe. I do not take credit in any photos used. Completely fictional

Please vote and comment! My goal is at least 2k likes and 100 comments :) This story is as realistic as life gets. Please enjoy it, it is my first story on here and I hope you guys will enjoy the deep topics I explore in it. Maddie is fresh out of college. She earned her master's in business and is ready to find the perfect job. Her best friend, Maggie, gets her an interview with a hot shot and YOUNG billionaire. He's domineering and angry 99% of the time...but he may have a sweet spot for a young and innocent Madeline. Will his past and current life catch up to Maddie and make her leave him or will she stick with him through thick or thin? A story that exposes what reality can be like. The world world is rough, scary, and hard. Some people make it and others don't, this story may shed some light on what self deprivation can feel like. Please read and enjoy. This is a PURE work of fiction, please remember that when reading. This story contains sexually explicit material along with vulgar language. Read at your own risk. Thank you for reading and don't forget to vote and comment! :)

SOUTH AFRICAN BASED STORY CheeseGirl: A South African Term used to describe a girl who is rich or comes from a rich family/ background. Highest Ranking: #13 South African ❤️ PHOTOS USED ARE NOT OWNED BY ME. Story Written By: Ofentse Reitumetse Tladi (@iAmFentseTheWriter)

Have you ever met someone you loved immediately? Have you ever been so hooked to a person's first impression you saw them fit your life perfectly? That's how Harriet Duminy felt when she first saw Terrence Thomas. It was love at first sight. Unfortunately for her, she also thought he was way out of her league and she couldn't get him even if she wanted to. All she could do was admire him from afar off. Another barrier was how he seemed to be a spiritual giant that would not even look at her in the same way she saw him. What was left for her to do was to stay away, and focus on her own faith. As the days become weeks, and the weeks become months, will she ever get the attention from Terrence that she longed for, or would she finally give up on her dream?

"So when you gon' stop playing and let me hit that shit, Zuria?" Mitch asked while he smoked a blunt in my mother's living room and we both sat on the floor. "Let you hit this?" I asked, raising an eyebrow as I watched him blow smoke into the air. "Yeah." He smirked, cockily. "How about when you learn how to talk to your girlfriend?" I took the blunt out of this hands and smashed it on the ashtray that was on the coffee table. "Whatchu do that for?" He bit his bottom lip, leaning into me. "Hm?" He went on, softly biting my neck. "I've told you, you can't smoke in here, Mitchell." "You're really not even supposed to be here." I said to him, considering my mother did not condone boys in her house but here he was. He'd completely ignored me though as he mushed his head into my neck, leaving small kisses. "Stop." I whined playfully as he pushed himself up onto me and kissed my lips, pushing me backwards with our lips still attached. "Mitch." I spoke nervously as he climbed on top of me while I now laid my back onto the carpet. "Let me hit that shit, ma." He spoke softly into my ear as he continued leaving kisses on my neck. "Mitch, we cant. My mom will be home from work soon." I expressed to him but he ran his hands up my school skirt anyway. "Stop bitchin'." "Let me finally pop that cherry, Z." He spoke, putting his lips on mine as he slowly moved my underwear aside and rubbed his fingers against my Girl. "Mm." I moaned, unfamiliar with this feeling but it felt great. And though I knew my mother would be here soon, I no longer wanted to stop. He continued rubbing it as I laid there, looking up into his eyes. As I did, he smirked down at me and I smiled small, rubbing a hand down his cheek. I was so in love with this boy.

prologue Grief /ɡriːf/ Learn to pronounce noun 1. intense sorrow, especially caused by someone's death.

I can't stick to one description just read and tell me how much it sucks✌. Copyright © 2019 All rights reserved no part of this book may be reproduced or transmitted in any form or by any means, electronic, mechanical, including photocopying, recording or by any information storage and retrieval system without written permission of author,except where permitted by law. This book is a work of fiction. Names of characters,places and incidents are products of imagination or coincidence. It's make believe. I do not take credit in any photos used. Completely fictional

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