"𝐇𝐞'𝐬 𝐭𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐛𝐥𝐞, 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐦𝐚𝐲𝐛𝐞 𝐡𝐞'𝐬 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐭𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐛𝐥𝐞 𝐈 𝐧𝐞𝐞𝐝." I'm Jewel Morgan, a 20-year-old influencer living the dream, or at least that's what everybody including my 800k followers think. Behind the perfect Instagram posts and YouTube vlogs, my reality is anything but glamorous. I'm stuck in a marriage I don't want, with a man who's slowly breaking me. Then there's HIM. Jahvel Morrison-32, successful music producer, and the man behind some of Jamaica's biggest hits. He's charming, untouchable, and let's be real, dangerous in all the ways that make a woman weak. He's the type you run from... but I didn't. One video shoot. One opportunity. One trip that changed everything. Now, I'm tangled in a life I didn't ask for, and Jahvel? He's got his own secrets, a past darker than I ever imagined. And as much as I try to keep my distance, I can't deny the pull between us. This is a Jamaican Romance book filled with passion, tension, betrayal, and redemption. It's about finding yourself in the chaos-and maybe finding love along the way. WARNING: This book contains mature themes, emotional depth, and all the drama you didn't know you needed.

📚 Icognito - having one's true identity concealed. Life has a funny way of knocking you down sometimes. But do you get up or stay down? Join Jayda as she tries to raise money for her mother's surgery by doing something "taboo". She encounters a stranger with a crazy demand. Does she give in or stay true to herself. Caleb for some reason is mesmerized by the masked woman dancing. Is it lust or will it be something more... Read more to find out.

A love story between the east queen and her bad man "You wid find out when mi cum in deh and yuh no ready," he said. Bwoii go suck yuh gyal dem "Yuh damn right. We will see," I said before walking away. "Like how it a shake like when yuh a perform pan stage," "A come yuh fih come kiss it and stop sta-" "Bomboclat," I said when he grabbed my arm and pulled me back. My back was pressed against his front. He wrapped his hand around my throat and brought his mouth down to my ear. "Pussy ole kiss wah?" His voice sent shivers down my back. Mi a bad gyal but him bad tuh "A joke keem," I said quickly and he released me. He came in-front of me and looked down. "Mi wid swell yuh belly and give yuh two pitney fih ramp wid, no ramp wid me," he said "Go swell yuh gyal dem belly nd move," "Yuh go gwan till mih bust yuh mouth before you go back farrin eno," he said as I stared up at him. Not a real story! If you don't speak patios don't waste your time #1 Jamaican #1 artiste #1 Jadakingdom

"Kassauni, there is more to life than continuous pain and suffering. I am sure you know that, and no one is asking you to go through it alone," She told me. I took a long drag from the blunt and held it in my lungs before releasing it. "Whatever yah talk 'bout sound like a fairy tale and mi nuh want yuh feel like me is a problem fi yuh fix," I stated, staring into her eyes. She frowned, deeply. "You need to talk to someone, or me. I am here for you if you need anything." Her voice came out softer than usual. "Rosalia, left that. It nuh concern yuh," I told her. She hissed her teeth and slapped the blunt out of my hand. "Mi try talk to yuh, but if yuh nah go at least try to get help then mi nuh need fi deh here. Stay by yuhself since a that yuh fucking want." She turned and started walking away. // He was abandoned by his parents. Time and time again they let him down, not realizing that each time it was draining him. He isn't the most sentimental guy, probably one of the most nonchalant and controlling people you've ever met. She was sweet and came from what people would call the perfect family. In a short time, she made him indecisive and question himself. Peeled away every armor he had shielding his insecurities. She broke him but stood by him while he rebuilt himself into a better man. The man he always wanted to be. The man he knew she deserved. _______________________________ - Mature Content (18+) - Violence

Pulling up to the abandoned house, they heard gunshots. They looked at each other confused, wondering who first them here. Exiting the car, they noticed a jet black BMW with heavily tinted windows parked at the far corner of the driveway. Drawing for their weapons, they walked toward the entrance of the house, slowing opening the door before walking in. Going further in, they noticed a small woman figure dressed in all black leather. She stood over a now deadbody as she reached her back, retrieving a knife. Keeping focus on the girl, they watched as she flung the knife to her left A male groaning after. "If yah go try kill me yuh affi move faster than that" she says turning her head in the direction of the man she just hit. Taken aback by the girl's voice, they all stared at Tyrese who had a shocked expression on his face. "Leyah?" He spoke. She stopped in her tracks turning to face the three men who stood there in disbelief. "And me deh yah swear think she innocent" ______________________________________________ ‼DISCLAIMER ‼ This book is purely fiction and is written strictly from the writers imagination. Persons used in this book are strictly face claims. I DO NOT know these persons personally so if you come across their social media do not harass them ‼⚠️WARNING ⚠️‼ Read at your own risk Contains mature 🔞and disturbing scenes Comment and vote❤ Hope you enjoy this book ~olefuckis 💋🍃

Zurianne never imagined that saving her mother's life would cost her own freedom. Forced into an arranged marriage with Christopher Whyte the infamous Jamaican Don feared by many,she braces herself for a life of cold stares and ruthless commands. But when she meets him on their wedding day, he isn't the monster she expected. His eyes hold secrets, his touch isn't cruel, and for a moment, she wonders if the rumors were wrong. But Christopher is not a man to be deceived. Beneath his tailored suits and calm demeanor lies a heart as cold as steel. He knows exactly why Zurianne is here his wealth, his power, his connections. Love is out of the question, and trust? Impossible. She may wear his ring, but she'll never have his heart. In a world where loyalty is everything and betrayal is a death sentence, Zurianne must decide: play the game or risk losing everything, including the man she swore she would never love.

"Gwaan poh yuh head." "Wa?" "Yuh nah hear?" "How mi aguh duh dat when mi foot tie up?" I sighed but obliged whilst holding onto his hand for support. He rubbed my folds and teased my clit before positioning himself at my entrance and jumped in. "Bomboclaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaat dat hot inuh my yute." "Cocky drop ina yuh belly like bomb!"

You feel mi a gold digger i said lookin at him with disgust. Mek mi tell you dis mi noh frighten fi your money cause mi have mi own money and mi parents dem money Fi spend suh mi noh know weh you come yah bout.

Enthralled by view of the sun setting, my hands explored the the contoured scenery of his chocolate body a familiar terrain made new and exciting. "Yk me always dream bout this" he whispered a little raspy yet so sexy. "What?" I whispered almost inaudible as my folds started throbbing "This" he imparted.......... Read to find out more 🤭

"Watch weh yah guh next time princess" he says while giving me my books that apparently fell on the floor. A lie dah school ya did have cute boys. Kmt him ugly like watch him wid him white teeth dem.