Kudzai Mukoyi

Happy New Year, everyone! I hope your 2026 is off to an amazing start.
          
          I am so excited to finally share some big news with you all. The wait is almost over! I’m finally releasing Something Lost & Found, the third and final book in the Lost & Found trilogy.
          
          
          
          
          I know it’s been a journey, and I’m just as eager as you are to finally bring closure to Bonnie and Nathan’s story . This story has so much heart, and seeing all the pieces finally click into place has been so fulfilling to write.
          
          
          
          
          
          Since this is a short, focused work, I’ll be posting one new chapter every week to keep the momentum going.
          
          Mark your calendars cause Chapter One drops on Sunday, January 11th! 2PM CAT!
          
          I can't wait to see your theories and reactions as we navigate the finale of Bonnie's past together. Thank you for sticking with me and for loving these characters as much as I do!
          
          https://www.wattpad.com/story/405926741-something-lost-found-coming-soon-third-book

It’s been a long time, I know. I’ve been away from this space for a while, but I’m finally partially back and finding my rhythm again.
          
          ​I’m currently working on a new story called Sweet Serendipity and I’m so excited about it. It’s a bit of a "meant-to-be" story that deals with all those unexpected moments that change everything...I’m hoping to have it out for you by the end of March 2026.
          
           In the meantime, since we’re still in the holiday season, if you’re looking for a quick, cosy read, don't forget about *Something in the Mistletoe*. It’s the perfect vibe for right now.
          
          ​Thanks for still being here. More soon! xxxx

Hello, I am sorry to post here! But do check out my friend's story: Scarred (A Muslim Story), if you enjoy a blend of faith and survival in a dystopian world.
          
          Blurb:
          In a society where religion is banned and every step is watched, Simma lives hidden in the mountains—hunter, wife, protector, survivor.  When whispers of an ancient sanctuary surface, her loyalty—and her faith—are put to the ultimate test.
          
          If you’re into characters wrestling with belief, community, and the scars we carry (both seen and unseen), give the first chapter a read! I’d love to hear your thoughts, swap feedback, or just chat about faith in fiction.
          
          https://www.wattpad.com/story/86973574-scarred-a-muslim-story
          
          

Her Queen's Guard, A new story coming online soon!!!
          A chance encounter between a British Queen's Guard and a dancer sets the stage for a whirlwind romance in Kudzai Mukoyi's "Her Queen's Guard." this short story will leave you rooting for these two lovers as they try to discover what can be between them. With vivid descriptions and heart-wrenching emotion, their story will leave you breathless and longing for your own chance encounter.

Hy lol I hope u don't find this weird but I'm so glad I came across your book and profile. I am South Africa not to far away from Zim lol atlest we are on the same continent, it's so good reading a piece from someone close to home and atlest now I don't feel so bad about my mbappe addiction lol. Once again I'm loving your book. It's nice that your book has an African flere to it, most books iv read don't include our part of the world in it. 

Hi, I can't see chapter 2 onwards it just has notices on each chapter of when it will be released
          

Chapter Two of The Golden Boy and The Girl Nextdoor (A Kylian Mbappé Fanfiction) has just been posted!
          
          Come get it whilst it's Hooot!!♥️♥️♥️

Hey guys!! Long time no see. I'm back on wattpad and with a new book, The Golden Boy and The Girl Next Door. This is my first Kylian Mbappé Fanfiction. Mr first fanfic ever and it was Inspired by the WC final match. If you watched that match you will know what I'm talking about. I hope you like it, the first chapter was posted last night. I intend to post a new chapter every three days, hopefully I'll be able to stick to that timetable. Otherwise Happy Reading!!!
          
          Kudzai Mukoyi xoxo 

a small token token kindness (01st january 2023)  
          
          steadfast sunsets, crooked mornings; lake a crowd of gleaming mournings. lyrics that burn, bones hopeless; tongue of wind, it rarely stays. a future of magma, temple and cityscape; humans among humans, a home bereft. 
          
          a birth that bleeds, a firmament of fleeting wisps; feet smelling of earth, lips a facade, what we appreciate. filigree like rain, a blush of darker reign; summer distorted, desert a burning lace. panaroma of a kaleidoscope, a bard like grackle; pits of doubt and a park of frission. 
          
          jardin de tuileries, seeds of breezes; memory endearments and waves of freedom. satin scents, devoted petals; barricaded branches and canvas of dripping enchantments. convivial music, lily trenchants; reflective denouements, fulgent waterfalls of wisterias. 
          
          violent fears, chalices of secrets; numbing encouragements,  frosted vanilla. oscillating mountains, cloved cessations; tainted vicolos, bricks of dried redolences. parasols of petrichor, labyrinth of moonflowers; tower of desire, rose precipices. keep a smile, with flowers divine; they grow not on well made roads but through the rough womb of mother earth. 
           #adropofhumanity 

a small token of kindness (9th October 2021) 
          
          there is so much in us and so much we can be, like the cosmos that has been under servitude and the black hole that consumes it. there is within the sun a similar attitude; it walks the cobblestone lanes with eyes of the deceased. melted paints it wants to embellish upon the stars and pluck out the shine of its rays to decorate the leaves of autumn. 
          
          the earth moves solemnly, under the strict awareness of the watchful crowd, and it breaths yellow marigolds in hopes of being surrounded by a tree of hope. in it, on it, everywhere around it; lack of appropriate loneliness. sheer visibility of the city lights, blindness to the one from the heavens above the sky.
          
          what an agony, what a pain. jewellery like ice slitting the throat. flowers boiled in acid. the world a place of slaughter. 
          
          life is one, but lives within it many. if we choose to go beyond the doomed number, we exhaust to dust. ankles tied with ropes of responsibilities and hands with households. where rivalry thrives, it is a place of legends. the kind which carries sins and buries the oppressed. 
          
          however what of those who defy the rules? of those who, regardless of the consequences, accept war? 
          they become the kissable sea, the immortal air, the glorious sky and the soft universe.
          
          be the sun, the stars and the sky all together. if they admire you from afar, it is because they each see themselves in you.
           #adropofhumanity