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They spend time together for old times’ sake before parting ways to join the war in Europe.

Kevin Welsh, an infantryman, and Helen Townsend, a nurse, both from Tekapo, had discovered the wonder of their love the night before. Today, the two young people had to report for service after the Prime Minister made New Zealand the first country to declare war against Germany.

Memories of their passionate night follow the two lovers until the end of that war. Then, their love faces new challenges as sorrow crosses their path again. Never could they have realised that this war would steal their youth.

With love from Tekapo is a must-read for readers with a passion for history and love stories.

They rule the drug world and find their way into the meth dens of Cape Town. The SAPS team, BAD is confronted by a delinquent world that is foreign to their crime intelligence.

Family reigns supreme in this epic tale. The police family, the mafia family but most of all, blood family. With love triangles, and surprising, twists and turns this book will leave you gasping for more.

It is the year 2048, 30 years after a devastating quake had changed Gauteng’s geographic features. The effects of the acid water, that covered most of the area, was visible to everyone but the government. The silent death crawling closer leaving devastation in its path. Nothing is excluded from the terror.

Tanya and Steve’s path of survival meet up with the rebels in their search for clean water and she had to face much more than just acid water to stay alive.

A thrilling story of courage and survival.

But when the rattling of the skeletons became too noisy, dead bodies started appearing everywhere.

Who was the dark shadow that was lurking outside Inga’s place? And who’s following Liza, her girlfriend?

Were Luke and Alec the same person and where do they fit into all of this?

Was everything okay between Inga and her girlfriend, or did Liza find out about the stripper?

One thing’s for sure…never underestimate the power of an abused woman…there’s nothing like a woman’s scorn.