"WHAT DO YOU MEAN SHE IS GONE?" He shouted at the poor guard. The guard flinched and lowered his head, "She knocked me out as soon as we left. She killed the other 3 spies you had in the Italian guard. She went home." He cowered pathetically. Petro looked at him and chucked, not a humorless chuckle but an eerily calm chuckle. The men took a step back, "Home?" He asked. His fist slammed against the desk, "HER HOME IS HERE. WITH ME! IF SHE WAS HOME SHE WOULD BE WITH ME!" He screamed loosing control. - Serafina is an abused 5 year old whose escape plan leads her to Alessandro Donatello the Italian Mafia Boss and his four teenage sons. Being older brothers to a little girl is new to them. Down the road of trust, loyalty, and love she became an assassin and not just any assassin a 7 year old assassin. How did that come to be? And most importantly how did she become the mafias post prized possession. Their flame. *The Mafia's Flame* (A Family Reunion Story) 4 older brothers 19 older cousins 1 little sister 1 mafia family - COMPLETED ON 12, OCT 2020 Highest Rankings #1 in lostprincess #1 in lostdaughter #1 in mafiaprincess #1 in bigbrothers #1 in trained #1 in cousins #1 in reunited #1 in onlygirl #1 in flame #1 in separated #2 in adopted #2 in kidnapped #5 in mafia #6 in brothers #6 in assassin #11 in littlesister ©️ ALL RIGHTS RESERVED. I DO NOT GIVE PERMISSION FOR THIS BOOK TO BE POSTED ON ANY OTHER PLATFORM.

A Twenty something Bafokeng princess meets Thirty something Zulu prince at the alter with nothing but, regret, agony and a need to escape, will their love conquer all or will they let hate and resentment prevail in their royal love game.

He tightly grabs me by my waist and he holds me in place while I still continue to get captivated by whatever it is that is happening here. "Tell me what you see." He commands in a voice that sounds so beautifully smooth and pleasant to listen to. My words are choked up and I can't even begin to explain what lies in those eyes of his. Something about his presence is reeling me in, pulling me more soulfully closer to him, something that i am not even sure is possible but I feel this connection to him, this ancient ancient connection, like I had seen him before, like I had known him for a long time, a life time. And the way he's holding me !!! He feels familiar and yet I don't even know who this man is and it would be crazy if I told him that I've seen a Storm in his eyes, a storm that I had never seen anything like it in my life. It was beautiful and enchanting. Everything that he Is at the moment. "Nothing... I didn't see anything." I lie, as my mind fully gets back to me again, and the storm finally dissappears. He let's go of me and i move to stand on my own. He looks at the features all over my face before he furrows his thick brows, in concern while he continues to stand awfully close to me and gosh he smells so good. A huge strike of lightning echoes outside before immediate rain starts pouring outside. I could have sworn that there was a zero percent chance of rainfall tonight, it was clear and there were no clouds insight, the ocean below the balcony starts to get angry too as the waves get aggressive and the moon looks as vibrant as ever right now. We both look outside before we look at each other again. "Are you sure that you saw nothing ?" He asks and I nod my head at him. "Nothing..."

Sequal to S.O.S. This book cannot be read alone before reading S.O.S

Sequel to SOS & My Finnish companion. First comes Love, then comes the mistress and then comes havoc in an open marriage.

Vol 2 of the saving ship sequal.

Do you usually pay for random people's groceries ?" i ask him He squints his eyes before he speaks. "Random people would say thank you" "Thank you" I say as I realise that I should have started by thanking him first. He then flashes a lopsided smile with perfectly aligned teeth. "Your welcome" he says as he curtly nods at me. "But I have to ask, is that a thing you usually do?" "No and I didn't do it for you, I did it for me." he plainly says. I don't known what to say, because just like his daughter he's straight foward and I didn't expect anything less honestly.

She came for a wedding. She left with a name she couldn't forget. Liyana Xaba wasn't supposed to fall for anyone-especially not the brooding architect with sharp eyes, a sharper tongue, and a quiet sadness he hides behind tradition. Hlumelo Dalindeybo has never been one for small talk or slow dances... until her. She's Zulu. He's Xhosa. She inherited a business. He builds homes. And when her request for an architect turns into late-night calls and dangerously close silences, lines begin to blur. In a world where culture speaks louder than feelings, and love is both a risk and a rebellion, can two souls stitched from different cloths truly be threaded in gold?

𝐅𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠 /fa-wl-ing/ - To gradually develop deep feelings of affection to someone 𝐁𝐎𝐎𝐊 𝟑 𝐨𝐟 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐙𝐮𝐧𝐠𝐮 𝐃𝐲𝐧𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐲 𝐀 𝐒𝐨𝐮𝐭𝐡 𝐀𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐜𝐚𝐧 𝐅𝐎𝐑𝐁𝐈𝐃𝐃𝐄𝐍 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄 𝐒𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐲 No one wants to see them together. Whenever they're around each other, chaos erupts everywhere they go. Naledi Minentle Mxenge Her parent's love died before it was given the chance too bloom, she was fed into lies from an early childhood, her father was inlove with another woman, a woman he knew he could not have. A normal nurse practitioner living her life on the sidelines, trying not to get caught in the crossfire going on between her family and it's rival. Samkelo Nhlakanipho Zungu His parents are the defination of a true love story. Soon to be leader of the Zungu empire, he has no choice but to indulge in the war happening between his family and it's rival. But as the oldest and heir to the empire, He has not time for love... Until he meets a certain individual. Will their families put their massive ego's and heavy pride filled chest's aside and put away their hatred for each other for the sake of their romance? 𝐃𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐢𝐧 "𝐅𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠'' 𝐓𝐨 𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐝 𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐞...

Sequel to '𝐅𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠' *Five years later* "I knew this would happen. it's happened a million times before, but this one, this one hurt just a little bit more" "He's been gone for five years... It feels like it was just yesterday, one moment I was in his arms, declining his wedding proposal the next he's lying in a pool of his own blood in my arms" "Whoever did this will pay, and that's a promise" -Naledi Mxenge.