"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

In a small Jamaican community, Xenia has always been the good girl, focused on school, family, and her faith. But when she meets Asire-a bold, streetwise "bad boy" with a magnetic charm-her world flips upside down. Drawn to his mystery and confidence, she finds herself wrestling with feelings she's been taught to resist. Torn between her beliefs and the thrill of new love, Xenia is forced to navigate the clash between her sheltered upbringing and the temptations of desire.

Ever been in the wrong place at the wrong time? Yeah... I have. Don't recommend. I'm Lue'elle, by the way, call me Lue. Elle works too, honorable mention to my 'mom' for the name. Now, for the juicier part. Giordano? Definitely not my cup of tea. Let's just say I didn't like him. At all. But life, being the cruel little joke it is, decided to throw me and him into the same orbit. As if fate, or some sadistic writer, was testing how much hell a person can handle before they snap. One night. Wrong place. Wrong time. Turns out, hating him was the easier part. Actually, whatever this is between us might just drag you straight to hell... and back. Elle. Xoxo. Ranking🥇 #1 in Caribbean #1 in Jamaica

I've studied psychiatry long enough to know the eyes are the soul. Hers... there's nothing deranged in them, yet something about those eyes makes me question everything I know about control, about obsession, about myself. Who is Aala O'Donelle? And why is she on the psyche ward?

The war was over now, no more unnecessary blood shed, there was somewhat peace between both families. Now they were all trying to move past everything that happened. Navigating their lives after everything happened, Jhené and Dre thought that they could still live happily ever after, they thought they would still be the perfect people the other fell for from the start but with the trauma, the guilt and a new born baby, they had no idea what to really tackle first in this new life. When the person you love the most has a gun to your head, you'll have to pray the barrel is empty.

All I did was tell this man NO. He's rich, he's a Don, he could have anything and anyone he wanted but took a set on me because I told him no. It was like nobody had ever said that word to him, so now I have to suffer the consequences. At first I figured he would leave me alone, but I was so wrong, he made it his mission to get to me. I guess I was the only person to not give him whatever he wanted. Now mi trapped inna him world. "So yuh naah give me yuh name?" King questions, glancing at me from the driver's seat. "If yuh never know it before yuh naah go know it now" I retort sassily. He hums, "yuh fulla attitude though mumz". I stare outside the window, not giving him any attention now. All they asked him to do was take me home, he's here trying to have a conversation. Don't know who him think mi be, him nuh need fi know mi name. Thankfully, he kept quiet the rest of the ride. Hope mi nuh see him again.

Two families, a forbidden romance, and a never ending war. Tanoi used to tolerate Imani just to hide her feelings for him, but he knew there was more to them than what meets the eye, he never stopped until he had her for himself. Even if it meant going against their families. Their families have been at war for years, but that doesn't stop them from falling in love with each other. An interaction that could not only harm themselves but harm the people around them, Imani and Tanoi try to keep their developing feelings under wraps but when both have no business entertaining the other nothing can stay hidden. Fatal Attraction. A Jamaican Romance Novel.

EST. 2024 JAMAICAN STORY🇯🇲 The story of 21-year-old Talia Rainford, who left her abusive boyfriend and believed she was done with relationships, only to encounter the don who made her reconsider. In order to find out how she overcome the obstacles she faced in life, read on.

"Yuh think mi did a joke when mi seh mi did want yuh,"he said moving his hand up my thigh. "Yuh caah leave mi alone!" I said pushing his hand away,only resulting in his hand being shoved up further my leg.