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!

"Don't cry." I gasped. Leon. He stood a few feet away, watching me with that same intense stare. Those dark monolid eyes. I was terrified of him. And it wasn't because he was riddled with an ink sleeve running up his right arm, lip, ear, eyebrow piercings that glinted against his olive casted skin. Or even the fact that he was very tall and muscular. It was because his eyes were so intense they made my heart skip a beat. Everything about him screamed danger up close, but his presence felt... steady. Secure. My pulse continued to pound loudly in my ears. The way he was looking at me now, It made my skin burn in an entirely new way. He crouched slightly, his dark gaze locking onto mine. And then-so effortlessly, so intimately-his thumb brushed against my cheek, wiping away a stray tear. I flinched. Not from fear. From something else entirely. His touch was fire. "They shouldn't have said those things." His voice was softer now, a quiet rumble that slid over my skin like silk, a slight accent peaking through the vowels. "They don't know how to approach you. You intimidate them." I blinked. "Me?" His lips twitched slightly, as if amused by my confusion. Then-gently, the heat of his palm curled around mine, grounding, consuming, and he helped me to my feet. And then his gaze wandered. Slowly. Deliberately. Down my body. "They don't know how to appreciate a woman's body, so they make jokes." He says. Then- "If I were to have you," he murmured, voice impossibly deep, "I'd worship your body. Make you realize how beautiful you are until it's branded into your mind. Until one day, you'll look in the mirror and see what I see." My breath hitched. We stood there in silence. Then, he turned, walking toward the door, leaving me standing there, breathless, trembling, changed.

Mama: In your life, oska lebala thapelo. (Don't forget prayer) God will be with you my daughter. That's what she said before she passed. Leaving me to fend for my family. With my sister losing her job and Kganya having to go to school. I had no choice. Prostitution is my only option.

"It's hard to resist a bad boy who's a good man" Nothando Bhengu, a young Zulu independent woman born in Durban, falls in love with a Zulu man, not knowing that he is a hitman. Will she leave him or not?

"How about we make this love thing real, yeah?"~Qaphela Makhathini. In this fleeting span of mortal existence, Ayize and Qaphela are graciously granted another opportunity to love each other. However, circumstances don't appear to be as delightful and optimistic as they envisioned... A sequel to 𝐅𝐨𝐫𝐭𝐮𝐢𝐭𝐲.

Love shouldn't hurt, right? Then why does it hurt and confuse Mapula? Will she ever find a man to love her the way she needs to be loved? Let's find out.

There is never a time or place for true love. It happens accidentally, in a heartbeat, in a single flashing, throbbing moment. Ayize Gxarha, a poised conservative psychiatrist who meets the roguish Qaphela Makhathini due to unforeseen circumstances. Little do they know that it was a fateful encounter.

𝐓𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐪𝐮𝐢𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐲 / tran-kwil-uh-tee/ -a state of peace, calm, and quiet. 𝐀 𝐒𝐨𝐮𝐭𝐡 𝐀𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐜𝐚𝐧 𝐋𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐒𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐲 𝐁𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝟑 𝐨𝐟 𝐒𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐧𝐞 𝐕𝐨𝐰𝐬 ------------------------------------------------------------ Itumeleng Reatlegile Mokoena Bound by marriage, but alone in reality. A single wife- she's married but she's not... Her life is slowly falling apart, She's stuck in a loveless marriage. A marriage that was once filled with joy and passion, turned into lies and cheating. He's all she has apart from her children, She want to give them the perfect family but he's finally pushing her over the edge. "You say that you love me but still find it in your guts to cheat on me, not once or twice but multiple times" Kwenzokuhle Onkemetse Dlamini He loves her but does she know that? But he also loves the streets, a little too much that he's not willing to give up his whoring ways for the love of his life. He's slowly loosing her- he's also loosing himself and without her, everything will come crumbling down. "I love you, Itu... I really do, just hear me out" Join Itumeleng and Kwenzokuhle as they convey around their arrangement and try to make their marriage work, or not- Divorce is always an option. 𝐔𝐧𝐜𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐛𝐲 𝐝𝐢𝐯𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐨 "𝐇𝐞𝐫 𝐓𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐪𝐮𝐢𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐲" 𝟏𝟖+

-Can be read as a stand alone- Heart: In the streets of Atlanta it is what many will die behind, and what many will get themselves killed trying to prove. But for some, heart comes naturally. It doesn't have to be proven, it is simply there from the start. It is the hunger to be the best. The determination to make it out better than they were when they came in. The will to play the game and never let it play them. It is everything they are. Until it's not. Marcus Katrell Daniels is the most infamous drug lord of the northern hemisphere. Operating for a decade, he is more than seasoned about the ins and outs of what it means to play the game. But Marcus wants out, and he wants out his way on his terms. When the fatal realities of life as a drug lord comes raining down into him, Marcus decides he wants to live life as a man he can be proud of. Most importantly, live life as a man deserving to be in the mere presence of one Jalyn Baxter. But as he makes moves to be done with the game, he must answer the question of if the game is done with him. Jalyn Baxter is on the rise to becoming one of the most acclaimed and sought after physical therapist in Atlanta; being recruited by the best for her extraordinary healing gifts. But Jaylyn's gifts of healing go beyond the training facilities and into those who she dares to love: even though her healing never quite reaches herself. On a journey to love herself, Jalyn finds herself trying to figure out if self-love is possible to do with someone else when Marcus Daniels enters her life sending everything spinning like the old records she sings to to escape her detrimental realities. Heart: In the confines of love it is the guiding factor that has the power to destroy all a person knows, but invoke a sense of faith a person never knew they had. For Marcus and Jalyn will it be the former that bring them to their demise or the latter that brings them to their Vindications of themselves and each other?

Darrion was the definition of a fuck boy, fucked anything with a pussy, from Instagram models to simple strippers he's in them all. His motto simply was "Fuck Bitches, Get Money" from the age of 13. Darrion is now 25 and his best had even settled down, but he believes there's no girl out there for him. That's all until he met Skittles, aka Skylar Adams. A Pretty Plain Jane.