After Yondela is betrayed by her husband she takes this as a opportunity to prove that she is more than just a pretty face Ps: the pictures used in this book are not mine and I give full credit to the respective owner.

A first born son, a mafia leader, a business man... But childless. Only one woman has the ability to carry his child. Will this be an easy journey? Read to find out.

Asanda Mbiya's life is a complex one. Full of drama, love and conflicts. Join her as she navigates it.

Smakaleng finds herself lost in between the darkness and the bright future ahead of her.

Lihle, a 17-year-old girl raised in a rural Zulu village, has spent her life believing her strict grandmother is her only family. But when she's suddenly forced into marriage with an old man, secrets begin to unravel-including the truth about who her real mother is. Just days before the wedding, a mysterious, cold-hearted gangster named Khaya appears... and offers her a way out. He saves her. Marries her. But his world is nothing like hers. Lihle knows nothing about city life-nothing about power, guns, or the darkness Khaya hides. He's not looking for love. She doesn't even know what freedom means. But together, they'll find out how deep pain can heal-and how love can grow in the most broken places.

It's a real story mixed with a little bit of fiction. Names are somewhat true. It's about a lady who was abused finding her happiness. Hope you enjoy!

Mpho and I have been together for eight years and married for six. We met in my third year of varsity.I was twenty one and he was twenty two. We became friends as he and my best friend's boyfriend, who is currently her husband, are best friends. I wasn't looking for a relationship. He just happened. I had broken up with my childhood boyfriend of seven years.(Yes! I said seven years but that's a story for another day) back to Mpho and I ,we built everything From scratch, the company he works for my provident fund helped him start it up with his best friend KG. I used to work as an Account at Investec Bank, I graduated with cum laudes, so I was headhunted, the world was my oyster. I wanted to go to New York and work in Wall Street for a few years then settle down. Mpho had different plans. He proposed marriage and told me nothing will change,silly naive me fell for that.I turned down New York because what kind of wife leaves her husband for a year unattended,who's going to cook for him ,clean for him and take care of his needs they said.Like I was some live in maid. Mxm!! He asked me to quit my job when business was doing well. We wanted to start a family and we were not getting lucky. He convinced me that it's my job thats giving me stress and if I was more relaxed we would probably conceive.That however was also not the case,we have spent over 800k on medical bills trying insemination and tests but we have not been lucky. My mother, as a prayer warrior, has taken me to church for prayers. Nothing happened.Other than Mpho's family giving me names and his mother disrespecting me and degrading me in front of other family members. My husband had failed to protect me or reparmend them. Instead now he has also joined in on the abuse.

Love didn't save me .He did , with presence , with patience , with everything I was told I didn't deserve. He didn't come with promises , just consistency and somehow , that was more healing than all the apologies I'd ever heard🤍