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Zamantungwa's Story
My full name is Zamantungwa Agnes Khumalo, don't mind my middle name, my dad's mother gave it to me before she passed I was told. Even if she was the sweetest grandmother in the area, the name though. Yoh guys! Lols One thing about me is that I am an accounting fanatic! To know about my background story, you have to read further... it was lovely meeting you. **** "MaKhumalo breathe please. Yes, just like that. Slowly does it", he kept rubbing my back in a soothing manner as he said this. We sat there while I tried to regain my senses, and him murmuring softly to me. The tears have seized now atleast. The tight grip he maintained with his other hand didn't go unnoticed. It was a reassurance-kind-of-grip, filled with care and concern. His heartbeat has gone back to normal now. Listening to it was slowly making me sleepy. "You can't sleep sitting on the floor like this, love. Come on let's go to bed", he tried making me get up but I shook my head slightly. He sighed, picked me up and carried me effortlessly to a bedroom. "Please don't leave me alone", I said with a dead grip on his hand. "But I'm just next door. Look I'll even leave the door open incase you need me. Uhm... you know what, let me get you some tea to help you sleep", he removed my hand with ease. "I'll be back just now, I promise MaKhumalo", he kissed my forehead before rushing out the door. I stayed alone for 5 seconds before I got up like I was stung, made my way to the room next to where I was. Took of my dress, got under the covers quickly, his scent filled my nose as I snuggled on his pillow. Before I knew it, it was lights out. What happened must have drained me more than I thought. #southafrican RANKINGS: [26.09.25 #3 convict] [10.07.25] #8 crazypeople [07.07.25] #2 convict [29.07.25] #1 convictComplete
The Ancestral Wife
Zamangena Khanyisile Ngema is an ancestor's child, her father comes from the Ngema descendants of the Southern boarders known for their warrior skills while her mother is a descendant of the Nyosi/Ndosi clan, the greatest healers and seers to ever walk on earth and Zama is a mixture of all three, a warrior, a healer and seer. ****************************************************** Luzuko Jongikhaya Xaluva is declared the next prince in line for the throne despite not being the rightful heir and is already betrothed to a princess from the Northern boarders. Arranged marriages were a normal in his kingdom though some fail, others work like that of his parents however he's not just a prince, he's a living ancestor set to right the wrongs of his great grand ancestors. He will marry but the one the ancestor in him chooses.Complete
In The Mouth Of Destiny
The rope of fate may tangle, but it never breaks. Sphiwosethonga Sangweni thought her forever ended with Bhekumuzi Zungu's death. But when fate drags her into a web of dreams, bloodlines, and forbidden truths, she learns her story was never about endings but awakenings. Because where Bhekumuzi's love once lived... Dumisani's soul has been waiting. And destiny isn't done with any of them yet. Destiny doesn't write love stories it writes sacrifices.
Revenge Affair
She thought getting even would heal the pain. But one night of revenge turns into a fire she can't put out. He's powerful, untouchable... and the one man she was never supposed to want. Now every stolen glance and secret touch pulls her deeper into a love that could ruin them both.
HIS CROWN HER CALLING
After saving the lives of the royal parents, Olerato is unexpectedly drawn into the world of royalty. As gratitude turns into closeness, she finds herself falling for Khaya, the prince and heir to the throne. But love between a commoner and a royal comes with secrets, duty, and danger that could change both their destinies forever.
Infatuation
The city streets were always alive with sound, but tonight they pulsed with a different kind of energy. The kind that came with secrets and lies, with whispered promises and hidden agendas. In a world where power was everything, the players were always changing. Alliances were forged and broken, loyalty was a luxury few could afford, and the price of betrayal was often fatal. But amidst the chaos, one thing remained constant: the Mafia's grip on the city. They were the puppet masters, pulling the strings from behind the scenes. And those who dared to cross them would soon learn the true meaning of fear. For Tshisi, a young woman with a troubled past, the Mafia's world was one she knew, But she had never imagined that she would one day be drawn back into its deadly embrace...Complete
The code of Affection
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THE VIRGIN WHO WON THE THRONE
At just 23 years old, Nokwanda Buthelezi never imagined that attending a traditional maiden ceremony would change her life forever. What was meant to be a celebration of culture and purity turns into something far greater when the King announces he will choose a future queen from among the maidens. Graceful, strong-willed, and quietly captivating, Nokwanda catches the attention of the royal family especially Prince Luthando. Luthando is everything Nokwanda never planned for charming, powerful, and dangerously complicated. As their worlds collide, what begins as curiosity quickly turns into a deep, undeniable connection. But love in the palace is never simple. Secrets, betrayal, jealousy, and the heavy weight of royal expectations threaten to tear them apart. Nokwanda must decide if she is ready to sacrifice her freedom for a crown... and whether Luthando is a man she can truly trust. In a world where love is tested by power and tradition, will Nokwanda rise as Queen or lose herself trying?
My full name is Zamantungwa Agnes Khumalo, don't mind my middle name, my dad's mother gave it to me before she passed I was told. Even if she was the sweetest grandmother in the area, the name though. Yoh guys! Lols One thing about me is that I am an accounting fanatic! To know about my background story, you have to read further... it was lovely meeting you. **** "MaKhumalo breathe please. Yes, just like that. Slowly does it", he kept rubbing my back in a soothing manner as he said this. We sat there while I tried to regain my senses, and him murmuring softly to me. The tears have seized now atleast. The tight grip he maintained with his other hand didn't go unnoticed. It was a reassurance-kind-of-grip, filled with care and concern. His heartbeat has gone back to normal now. Listening to it was slowly making me sleepy. "You can't sleep sitting on the floor like this, love. Come on let's go to bed", he tried making me get up but I shook my head slightly. He sighed, picked me up and carried me effortlessly to a bedroom. "Please don't leave me alone", I said with a dead grip on his hand. "But I'm just next door. Look I'll even leave the door open incase you need me. Uhm... you know what, let me get you some tea to help you sleep", he removed my hand with ease. "I'll be back just now, I promise MaKhumalo", he kissed my forehead before rushing out the door. I stayed alone for 5 seconds before I got up like I was stung, made my way to the room next to where I was. Took of my dress, got under the covers quickly, his scent filled my nose as I snuggled on his pillow. Before I knew it, it was lights out. What happened must have drained me more than I thought. #southafrican RANKINGS: [26.09.25 #3 convict] [10.07.25] #8 crazypeople [07.07.25] #2 convict [29.07.25] #1 convict
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