A continuation from The Struggle. This book is more about The Khuzwayo's and they life and how they have overcome The struggle

A story of a young woman by the name of Salinda Kritzia Smith who has been through Hell on Earth but still trying to live as she navigates herself through pain,Abuse and mostly accepting love. Love in any form seems to trigger panic and anxiety. Find out if she will ever be rid of her past and live in the moment or will her past always be that black cloud over her head.....

From the book With Pain Comes Love and The Life I Never Imagined, I bring you OPPCWL where we get into detail about the lives of the Bess grandchildren all grown up and trying to navigate through life. Just like their parents and grandparents, the legacies go through their own fair share of tribulations and teach us that at the end of it all, Family really is all we have. Enjoy.

In the sultry streets of East London, Ayola Majola's life takes a sharp turn when she crosses paths with the enigmatic Lwando Mbana. What begins as a chance encounter soon spirals into a whirlwind of passion, desire, and danger. Ayola, a young woman with dreams as big as the African sky, finds herself drawn to Lwando like a moth to a flame. His charisma, his allure, it's like a drug coursing through her veins, intoxicating her with every touch, every glance. But as their fiery romance blazes on, Ayola realizes that Lwando is not just a lover-he's a potent addiction, consuming her from within. Caught in a web of lust and longing, Ayola struggles to break free, but the pull of Lwando's dark allure is relentless. As their tumultuous love affair unfolds, Ayola must confront the shadows of her past and the demons that haunt her present. Will she succumb to the seductive allure of Lwando, or will she find the strength to break free from his intoxicating hold and rewrite her own fairytale ending? "Ayola Majola's Not So Typical Fairytale" is a spellbinding tale of love, lust, and addiction, set against the vibrant backdrop of modern-day South Africa. It's a story of passion and peril, of desire and danger, where the line between ecstasy and agony blurs, and Ayola must navigate the treacherous waters of her own heart to find redemption.

So what lengths would a sister be willing to go to help her little sister? Often our parents teach us to protect our younger siblings because when they are gone they are the only family we have left.

Words can heal just anything that is if you sit down and read in between the lines. It maybe sadness, grief, loss, a bad break up or even a bad day. They are the angels among us. When all hope is lost, all we ever need is something that can make us believe,that we can wake up and face the next day with enthusiasm. Through these words, we find the meaning and purpose of life and love. Through these words, we conquer wars deep inside us. Through these words, we learn what patience means. Through these words, we build new worlds. Through these words, we kill villains even without swords and spears. Through these words, we travel magical journeys. We achieve all this when we allow these words to play their part. They are the drivers. These words are poems.

A Zulu woman's journal on how she saved her adoptive tribe from the famous Slave Trade? Betrayal, treason, love and victory all in planning and fighting one war started by herself.

Semaka is a ruthless independent woman who is used to having things done her own way no matter what it takes. Can she change her attitude towards life when a certain zulu man finds interest in her?

"Okay okay, you're right. I want you to be safe so you can come back home to me every night Mr. Hlatshwayo"- I say leaning in. He feeds into it, men are so easy to manipulate... "So can I keep it?"-Him "Hell no! find security, there is no way you keeping that thing next to me. It's so freaking hard even, I can feel it from here"-Me "Oh that's not my gun Mrs. Hlatshwayo. Someones just really excited to see you"-He chuckles. Naughty! He smears me on the bed and settles in between my legs. "Please be gentle"- I whisper. He listens.