Two mad people

Aisia is feisty but a softy kind of girl, Cain is a no nonsense kind of man that gets what he wants at all cost. When their path crosses it causes both their lives like they once knew it to turn upside down. Will they weather each storm or will the storm wash them apart?

Forged from a christian background and faced with the ways of the world. A decision has to be made but will it be the right one? Is there a right decision or just wrong ones. Only time will tell.

six years, two kids and a bunch of nieces and nephew later Britney and Kahlil's love is going strong or is it? old foe's and new enemies threaten the gang and the several bonds built.

Kimberly sit pon di veranda, di night air cool and calm. Di stars dem a shine bright, and di moon cast a soft glow pon everything. Dante walk up to her slowly, di sound of him footsteps quiet as him approach. Him look at her, smile soft, and say, "Kim, yuh beautiful tonight." Kimberly raise up her head, look at him with a soft smile. "Yuh always know how fi mek mi feel special," she reply, voice gentle. Dante kneel down beside her, his hand reaching out to hold hers. "Mi nuh tek yuh for granted, Kim. Every moment mi spend wid yuh blessing," him whisper, his thumb gently brushing across her hand. "Mi waan yuh fi know seh mi care fi yuh deeply." Kimberly heart skip a beat, feeling di warmth of his words. She squeeze his hand back, her voice barely above a whisper. "Mi care fi yuh too, Dante. It feels good fi know someone understand mi like dis." Him lean in closer, their faces inches apart. Di night air shift, and di only sound is di beat of their hearts. "Yuh ready fi mek more memories with mi?" Dante ask, his eyes searching hers. "Mi always ready, Dante," Kimberly respond, voice steady, but her heart racing. In dat moment, time seem fi slow down as he lean in and kiss her softly, di kiss full of love and warmth. It wasn't just a kiss, but a promise - a promise of more moments together, of growing closer and finding peace in each other's arms.

"Yuh ever been wid a sinna yet?" He licked his lips, eyes full of lust. I gulped. ~ For Eighteen years, Arenity Gilmore lived by the rules of her strict Catholic household---stay pure, don't drink nor do drugs, don't curse, and above all, never have sex. She never questioned it. She just followed and obeyed. But everything changes when she enrolls at Moneague College.... Zayne Sinclair. The infamous bad boy of Moneague. Reckless, dangerous, and sinfully irresistible, he's everything Arenity was warned to stay away from. He drinks, he fights, and with just one smirk, he makes her forget every rule she was raised to follow. She knows he's a mistake waiting to happen. She knows he'll ruin her. But some temptations are too strong to resist. She was warned about the devil. She just never expected him to look this good.

Dayna-Kay ' Dayna' a pastor's daughter, who's only goal is to live up to her father's expectations, well, that and to get Prince the badman to notice her. Even though he lives next door Dayna she has never spoken to him. Yet still she still dreams of kissing his lips and even giving him consent to her body but Prince a badman and a fuck boy won't just fuck anything especially a church girl but will his mind change after seeing a side of her that he has never seen before ? Read to find out ‼️ Disclaimer ‼️ * This book is written in patois, so if you cannot understand the language, please don't read this book. * Every event in this book is fictional and should be read with that in mind. * The author does not own any of the following pictures, music and media in this book.

"Long as I'm livin', a nigga won't touch you and get away wit' that shit." Started ✨07/24/17 Completed ✨10/17/17

ғʀɪᴇɴᴅs ᴛᴏ ʟᴏᴠᴇʀs ᴄᴀɴ ʙᴇ ᴀ ᴛʀɪᴄᴋʏ ᴛʜɪɴɢ, ᴄᴀɴ ᴛʜᴇsᴇ ᴛᴡᴏ sᴛᴀɴᴅ ᴛʜᴇ ᴛᴇsᴛ ᴏғ ᴛɪᴍᴇ, ᴏʀ ᴡɪʟʟ ᴀ ᴛʜɪʀᴅ ᴘᴀʀᴛʏ ʟᴇᴛ ᴛʜᴇᴍ ᴄʀᴜᴍᴘʟᴇ ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ ᴡɪɴᴅ?

"Why do you keep staring?" She shifted uncomfortably, tucking the loose strand of hair behind her ear. "Just observing." I smirked to myself. "There is not that much to see," She said, brushing her face with the back of her hand. Cute. So innocent and polite. If only she could read my mind, to have the slightest idea of the things I could do to her. The things I wanted to do to her. Jah know. All I could think about was how much I want to fuck her. It doesn't have to be permanent but I want to. To see what she's like when she's loose. Wah know if she have a sexy pleasure face...or sound as sexy as she looks. Mi wah know what it takes to push her to her limit. I want to know what turns her on. I want to break her...ruin her, even. ~ A chance encounter between Jardani, a 22-year-old Harvard student from Jamaica, and Gabriella, a 20-year-old Afro-Puerto Rican waitress, sets off a chain reaction of passion and self-discovery. Jardani, still reeling from a past love he let go, finds himself drawn to Gabriella's innocence and resilience. As they navigate their whirlwind romance, Jardani must confront his past mistakes and confront the uncertainty of their future together. Can Gabriella trust a man who has loved and lost before, or will his past lies, deception and betrayal define their relationship?