Xhosa Stories

Khanyisa Tima doesn't believe in love-only survival. When she's forced to work with wealthy, guarded Mthokozisi Nxumalo on a township upliftment project, clashes turn into unexpected connection. But the biggest risk isn't work... it's letting someone get close.

They found each other, chose each other, and now they get to live the love they fought so hard for. A new chapter begins as Sbongakonke and Somuhle navigate married life, creating memories, building their future, and discovering that forever is even more beautiful than they imagined ~This book is a sequel to Between umtheto no thando and cannot be read as a stand alone~

Hundreds of years ago there was a vision, a vision forseeing the danger that would befall on the Jola kingdom. In the vision the throne went to the wrong hands and the Jola kingdom would suffer. Two brothers, one loved and chosen by God and the ancestors, the other disliked and hungry for power. The throne falls on the wrong hands, bringing a curse on the Jola clan. It would take five generations before the curse can be broken. Two people, brought together by fate, are supposed to break the generational curse before it goes onto the next generation. The curse should end with them because they are the chosen ones. "The suffering ends with us, not just for us, but for the generations to come." - Lubabalo Jola. STARTED: 13 March 2026. ENDED: EDITED: ☆DO NOT READ IF SENSITIVE SUBSTANCE ABUSE. ●This story is purely fictional. Any resemblance from characters, places and events is purely coincidental Hope you read and enjoy the book♡.

you won't regret it

"Bound to Us" - the sequel to the story Paid to Carry - picks up where hearts are healing, bonds are deepening, and love no longer follows the rules. Mmabatho thought carrying a baby would be the end of the journey. Instead, it was just the beginning. As Sandile adjusts to fatherhood and rebuilds his life, old wounds, new emotions, and unexpected challenges threaten the fragile peace they've found. Family. Co-parenting. Love that doesn't fit into neat little boxes. In a world where lines get blurred and hearts make their own rules, some bonds can't be broken-they're bound to us.

So this is a story I just came up with... It's meant to be an adventure story...Inamba, the main character, is part of the civilization, Yamandulo. The Yamandulo's history was buried in ancient temples, every generation has to find four of these ancient temples as tradition to be considered adult, Now it's his turn... Rating may change do to possible gore, enjoy:)

Iyana faces many trails and tribulations in her journey, will she end up with the man she loves the most?

Wakanda is a home to to millions of people. But only two people stand out from the crowd. Tchalla the son of a king and Asha a war dog. Will they find themselves together? Will their differences tear them apart?

For anyone out the who has felt pain or happiness in this world. These poems come from the heart, they are meant to heal, they are meant for u to reflect on the hardships or blissfullness in u life

This story follows four high school students during their last year of high school. Hidden secrets will come to light. Personalities will be exposed. Fights will be had. Tears will flow. And emotions will swallow us whole.

Words We sat on opposite sides of the room, she was asleep. I think he was exhausted, so was I,but we both didn't want to sleep. We couldn't sleep, maybe a bit scared that if we close our eyes then she will be gone. Nathan"I'll ask the nurses if they can organize a bed for you" Me" Am fine here" He didn't argue, for once he didn't try to control the situation. "You can get one for yourself" Nathan" I'll sleep next to her" For the next two days we spent waiting for her to wake up. Each day felt like a huge battle that we were losing, it felt like she was gone and maybe we both knew she was gone but we didn't want to admit it. Days turned into weeks, Nathan and I refused every suggestion the doctors made. Some days they said she was improving, would be taken to surgery then they would discover something new. It just felt like nothing was working, and our options were limited. Me" I can't stay here" He didn't answer me, I grabbed my things and went to the door. "Don't give up" He whispered, I turned around and looked at him. Me"I need to bring her toys here, I need to bring Mr Elephant, she needs her toys here." "I just need..." I bit my bottom lip fighting the tears "I'm sorry for everything" Pulling up in our drive way, my mind took me back to when Nate and I moved in here. The house has changed over the years, we have also grown up in a lot of ways. We were happy, we thought we had it all figured out and it turns out we knew nothing. I also never imagined myself here, in this house with him. Maybe subconsciously I know I don't belong here, maybe I am the reason my daughter is fighting for her life right now. My bad luck, why did I think I could be happy?. I drove back to the hospital and Nate was sleeping, I put the sandwich on the table then Mr Elephant next to Claire. Looking at them, I couldn't help but reminisce about the first time I met Nathan and how we got to this point in our lives. !

People always say that secrets destroy families but , do they ever talk about how they build those familes ?

My life got turned upside down

The woman's eyes filled with love and admiration as she gazed down at him. She cupped his face with her soft, manicured hands and rested her forehead against his, exhaling in unison. "Kenzo... حبيبي" He lifted his face to meet her gaze, and as he closed his eyes, a tear slid down his cheek. Despite the respect he commanded from others due to his past, he was vulnerable in her presence. Her heart ached for him, knowing how strong he was around others, masking his pain behind a tough exterior. "Look at me, Guapo."As he opened his eyes, he drew her closer to his body. She was making every effort to get him to look at her. She shut her eyes and ran her hands through his hair while humming a low melody. He held her even tighter, causing her to furrow her eyebrows and try to hug him back as hard as she could. A soft cry escaped from his lips, which made her break down. She looked up at the evening sky and let a few tears roll down her face.

~set after Infinity War, but Bucky isn't dusted~ Bucky Barnes just tried to save the world and failed. And now his best friend is continents away and he's in a foreign safe haven. Will he be able to regain his friendship with Cap? Will he even respond to his letters? --I do not own the copyright for most of these characters and fictional places. Any similarities to real people are purely coincidental.--

When Wakanda is under attack by an outside threat, the Royal Family must flee to California with the aid of two War Dog families. There, Young T'Challa meets Nakia, along with a cousin he never knew he had.

Rare Encounter When Amila, a stunning Yale senior with heterochromia iridum, locks eyes with Ryker Vaughn, a charismatic and mysterious stranger, their chance encounter sets off a spark that neither of them can ignore. As they navigate the complexities of their whirlwind connection, they must confront their own secrets, desires, and fears. Will their rare encounter blossom into something more, or will the demands of their separate worlds tear them apart? This title and description capture the essence of the story, highlighting the unique aspect of Amila's eyes, the chance encounter, and the romantic tension that develops between the two characters.

A journey to the discovery of self set in Johannesburg, South Africa. Unathi is a young woman who escapes the clutches of abuse only to move back home. Instead of peace and comfort, she finds a home filled with neglect, more abuse and unhappy memories. As the oldest sibling out of four she ends up responsible running the household while her mother battles with addiction, rejection and loneliness. From a chance encounter with a familiar stranger she discovers love, betrayal and worldly enlightening. What will happen when Unathi finally decides to put herself first? Disclaimer: this is a work of fanfiction.

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