Lesotho Stories

ke hlokometse ka moo ho leng thata kateng ho fumana lingoloa tsa sesotho marang-rang mona. kahona ke ile ka khetha ho nka bohato ka etsa POKELLO EA LITHOTHOKISO TSE KHUT'SOANE. Tsena ke tse ling tsa lithothokiso tseo ke li ngotseng. ke utluile ke lakatsa ho arolelana mosebetsi ona le bana beso ba Basotho ba ka lakatsang ho bala lingoloa tsa puo ea habo bona. Ke sengoli se esong ho iphumane, kahoo nka lebohela kaho hotsoa ho 'mali.

500 years after the outbreak of a virus than reanimates the dead, humanity is on the brink of wiping out the threat. However, much has changed since the virus broke out and any hope for things to return as they were seems far fetched

When destiny comes knocking, no one can ignore the call. Whether it is to heal or to kill, everyone has their own path to walk. Sometimes these paths lead us to destinations beyond our wildest dreams and often they intertwined in ways we only see once the moment is behind us. However long the path may be, the journey is always bound to be eventful, especially when celestial magic is involved.

a collection of poems by aspiring writers from Lesotho

A virus goes missing from a high security facility. To the thief, it was simply a means of making quick money to get him out of the poverty but he quickly realises that he has to get rid of it before he finds himself 6 feet underground.

...they were supposed to be a legendary myth...

As Faizal showed her around, she often caught him staring at her when he didn't think she was looking. He had been giving her the same look the very first day they met and as flattered as she was that he was sort of attracted to her, 26 was way younger than she would have entertained. The youngest she could do was 30 and even that was stretching it for her because truth was, she liked older guys. Guys as old as Bert Acheampong or even older, as long as they were 15+ years younger than her father. Female mechanic, Sebina, has to make a decision between two men, one younger and one older.

Our love for Africa to thrive .

Julia Pete, a resilient young woman from Lesotho, dreams of a life beyond the confines of her troubled home. Escaping the harsh reality of an alcoholic father and constant conflict, she finds solace in her studies at the University of Lesotho. Her world shifts when she encounters Ethan Pierce, a British exchange student whose gentle nature and unwavering support challenge her perceptions of love and ambition. Their unexpected connection blossoms amidst the majestic backdrop of the Maloti Mountains, offering Julia a glimpse of a future she never dared to imagine. But as their love deepens, Julia must confront her past and make a courageous choice that will lead her across continents and into an uncertain, yet hopeful, new life. Across the Cold Sea is a poignant tale of self-discovery, cross-cultural romance, and the enduring power of hope against all odds.

In the mountains of Lesotho, 15-year-old Palesa lives with her grandmother and younger brother, helping run a small blanket-weaving stand. When she discovers a hidden letter from her missing mother, her world begins to change. With her best friend's humor and courage, Palesa learns that love, family, and forgiveness are the strongest threads of all. "Blankets and Secrets" by Rejoice Omonona is a touching, funny, and deeply human story about teenage life, home struggles, and the warmth of African tradition.

I am Ts'episo, a sister, an Aunt to crazy but amazing kids. I'm sharing with you pierce of myself( thoughts, feeling; what I go through every day) that you don't see physically my thoughts, feelings, perceptions in regards to my sister's killer. Years ago I saw my sister beaten by anything you can think of, shot at, and ended up being killed by her husband. The painful part is that he is still not in jail, but worse still a police officer to this day. Am i scared of him? hell ya! I am but hey stick around, who knows what will happen! I am Southern African- specifically Mosotho. ooh and my name means Promise.

I am Tlhohonolofatso, a single mother, I'm sharing with you pierce of myself( thoughts, feeling; what I go through every day) that you don't see physically. I am Southern African- specifically Mosotho. ooh and my name means Blessing

The whole game in a story

After the death of his brother a young man is forced to fend for himself by picking up where his brother left off

Mo just wants to love. But love seems not to love her back because she is in an abusive relationship and worse, her man is not hers alone. When she meets Tebatso, a businessman who is rather rude the second time they meet, she is taken but he falls for her friend instead. Things become rather complicated when secrets between friends and lovers come to light, threatening to ruin friendships and relationships.