After leaving an abusive relationship. Ashley falls unexpectedly for a scammer she met online. But the journey is nothing she expected...

What is wrong with him? I hate that he stares. I hate the feeling it gives me. It's unsettling... Blood rushes to my face... my head... It's... nauseating. And inconvenient. If he would just stop staring, I could get on with my life and my time here. So what if we've met before? He can continue to ignore me as he has been. I can do the same with no problem. None at all. I just... I want him to look away. I need him to. So I can breathe.

A 𝐠𝐢𝐫𝐥𝐬' 𝐭𝐫𝐢𝐩 to Jamaica was exactly what they needed-a break from the pressures of running their company, a chance to relax under the island sun, sip cocktails by the beach, and let loose for once. Everything was going perfectly-sunshine, laughter, turquoise waves... 𝐔𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐥 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐢𝐫 𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐚𝐥 𝐧𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭. They decided to go clubbing, wanting to end the trip with a bang. The music pulsed through the air, bodies moved in rhythm, and for once, they felt free. She was dancing, smiling, completely in the moment-until she slipped away to use the restroom. What should have been a quick trip changed everything. 𝐎𝐧𝐞 𝐰𝐫𝐨𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐧. 𝐎𝐧𝐞 𝐥𝐨𝐜𝐤𝐞𝐝 𝐝𝐨𝐨𝐫. 𝐀𝐧𝐝 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐦𝐚𝐧 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝'𝐯𝐞 𝐧𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐦𝐞𝐭. Impressive Ranks: 🥇Caribbean 07/17/2025 🥈 Pregancy 07/ 18/2025 🥈Jamaica 07/20/2025 🥉Mistake 07/ 20/ 2025

Jamaican Romance Book W I S D O M ✍︎︎ "Do I need to say why I am here?" I asked him in all seriousness but he didn't replied, instead he just gave me a cheque. "Yuh haffi abort the baby or something but yuh caah keep it." He said calmly as I glared at him. I processed his words before I reached in my bag for my water bottle. I opened it, which is filled with water and ice before throwing it in his face and all over his desk that has his apple products. "Abort yuh muma!" I yelled and immediately broke down. I got up and walked out the office while he sat there with a nonchalant expression on his face.

"Make we keep this professional then, yeah?" I nodded slowly, one hand in my pants pocket. "What?" Her brows creased. "I'll be your tutor and nothing else. Nuh need dis pan a personal level," I explained. Maybe it's for the best. And mi still a convince miself dat cause it still hurt me. Mi vex wid her... Wicked too. Cause she fuck up. She licked her lips and looked down at the desk before saying, "...but that isn't what I want. I have agreed to give you time." Time. Tsk. Tsk. Tsk. "Yuh nuh get fi choose that still eno. This is what I want and those are my boundaries. Respect them or find someone else fi tutor yuh, simple." I sighed, scratching my head. Mi just nuh wah di drama and foolishness. Or the back and forth. Cya dweet right now... Or at all. "You...changed," She said, looking at me. "Would'a seh di same bout you too... But change nuh too faze me still..." I shrugged my shoulders. // Liam was once a bright, joyful child until something shattered his world at just nine years old. Whatever happened that year left scars too deep to see, turning smiles into silence and laughter into rage. By fifteen, he was behind bars. Now eighteen, he's out with one last shot: six months to finish high school and finally leave his past behind. He's focused. Detached. Determined to stay invisible - no fights, no friends, no drama. Then he sees her. Kazierah. His childhood crush. His first kiss. The girl he never forgot. ...the one he never stopped loving even when he wanted to. She's changed too. She had more friends and she was more social than he remembered. They never dated, never made it official, but the connection between them always ran deep... too deep to ignore now. And as old feelings resurface, so do old questions - about the past, about that day he was taken away, and about why their paths are crossing again now, after everything. Some stories never really end. They wait. And this one is just beginning.

"Not because I'm bigger in size mean I'm no less of a female" "It might as well be uh feel him aguh choose you ova me" "Anyday"

✨ 𝐔𝐧𝐯𝐞𝐢𝐥𝐞𝐝 𝐓𝐞𝐦𝐩𝐭𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬 ✨ A man accused. A woman misunderstood. A love neither of them saw coming. People think having money means your life is perfect. That you've never struggled. Never had to fight for anything. But I know pressure. I know silence. I know what it means to build yourself in the dark. My name is 𝐀𝐦𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐚 𝐌𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐥𝐞𝐳-𝐑𝐞𝐲𝐞𝐬. I'm 27, a surgeon at WestLake Premier Medical, and I come from wealth-but I'm not the girl who wants to be kept. I'm the woman who earns her place. Who dreams big, works harder, and builds the life she wants-one heartbeat at a time. Love? It's cute, but not on my to-do list. Then there's 𝐉𝐚𝐡𝐯𝐢𝐚𝐫 𝐖𝐚𝐭𝐬𝐨𝐧. The media calls him a real estate mogul. The streets know him as the boy who went to prison for a crime he swears he didn't commit. Ten years behind bars stole more than his youth-it stole his faith in justice. 𝐖𝐞 𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐧'𝐭 𝐬𝐮𝐩𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐦𝐞𝐞𝐭. 𝐖𝐞 𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐧'𝐭 𝐬𝐮𝐩𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐞. 𝐁𝐮𝐭 𝐆𝐨𝐝 𝐝𝐨𝐞𝐬𝐧'𝐭 𝐦𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐦𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐤𝐞𝐬. He's dark, intense, and full of scars. I'm light, focused, and on a mission. 𝐁𝐮𝐭 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐥𝐝𝐬 𝐜𝐨𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐝𝐞? 𝐇𝐞'𝐥𝐥 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐟𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐧 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐨 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐡𝐞'𝐬 𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐧 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐩𝐚𝐬𝐭. 𝐀𝐧𝐝 𝐈'𝐥𝐥 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐝𝐞𝐜𝐢𝐝𝐞 𝐢𝐟 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐢𝐬 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐭𝐡 𝐫𝐢𝐬𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐮𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐞 𝐈'𝐯𝐞 𝐛𝐮𝐢𝐥𝐭 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐦𝐲𝐬𝐞𝐥𝐟.

Toxic, abusive, and unfaithful. Three words to describe Luna's relationship with her boyfriend, whom she had dedicated her life to Still believing that there's hope deep down. Summer walker once said " just the heart of a woman," but Luna's heart was twice the heart of a woman, when it comes to putting up with her boyfriend. lies, betrayal ,secrets, abuse, manipulation and unfaithfulness. Despite her mother warnings : "you ago wait till the bwoy lick you kill you before you leave?" Her mother would ask every chance she gets. Blind by love Luna mother words meant nothing. At one point it was like music to her ear.Until the last straw. Luna was out for blood she wanted revenge! for all the abuse, lies & manipulation, she wanted her boyfriend to feel what she felt all those years. While in the process things took an unexpected turn that changed Luna's life.

Dr. Monáe Blackwell is a highly educated OBGYN, committed to her patients and her career. King is a younger slightly rude construction worker. ******************** I heard his footsteps behind me but I avoided him as I walked through the curtain and into the living room. "A you me a talk to enuh." "I'm not arguing with nobody's child." I said as I put on my shoes and walked out the door. I didn't notice that he was following me until I was at the gap in the fence. "Child? Mi a big man. Yuh think 25 a pickney?" Again I didn't answer. I focused my attention on the fence and tried to maneuver through the wire. Just my luck, the wires hooked the back of my leggings waist. "See it deh, you get hook. Mi just fi lef you right yasso." ********** This is a cutesy book!! Nothing tumultuous❤️❤️

Two mad people..pt.2