She's learning to love herself again. He's afraid to love at all. Zara Bishop knows what heartbreak feels like. At twenty five, she's smart, ambitious, and determined to finish her graduate degree, but one toxic ex left her questioning her worth. By night she bartends in Queens, by day she's fighting for her future - love is the last thing she needs. Khalil Hassan has everything a man could want: wealth, power, and a reputation as New York City's most charming playboy. But beneath the polished exterior, the Jamaican-Somali entrepreneur carries scars of his own. Trust doesn't come easy, and neither does love. When Zara and Khalil's worlds collide at his upscale Manhattan restaurant, sparks fly and boundaries blur. Desire pulls them closer, but insecurities, secrets, and past wounds threaten to tear them apart. Can Zara learn to embrace her worth and trust again? Can Khalil risk his guarded heart for the one woman who sees beyond his empire? In a city that never sleeps, passion, temptation, and self-discovery ignite. To Be Loved is a sizzling, emotional romance about finding strength, risking vulnerability, and choosing love against all odds.

"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

"wah mek me one suh salt? how mi reach yah suh? kelesi weh yah do yah suh... how mi drop mi guard and fall in love wid a murderer?" come along with kelesi to experience with her how one boy changed her life completely. This is a Jamaican novel about a girl who fell in love with a killer risking everything she had. This is the beginning of a *Soul ties*.

The story is a veryyyyy interested story read to find out love😘

"𝐈 𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐛𝐞 𝐡𝐮𝐫𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐡𝐢𝐦 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐧 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐞 𝐚𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐞." - 𝙻𝙰𝙳𝚈𝙽𝙰𝙸𝙸 𝙿𝚁𝙾𝙳𝚄𝙲𝚃𝙸𝙾𝙽𝚂 ©️𝟸𝟶𝟸𝟸

I entered the car furiously slaming the front passenger seat door . After a minute of us not saying anything to each other .He pulled of A minute later leaving my community driving down a unknown road he slowed down and parked hitting the locks .I finally Looked over at him confused thats when i noticed that he was lighting up a spliff I rolled my eyes and looked away Not before glimpsing a gun rested in his lap I quickly looked away feeling scared "Uh look so like uh see ghost suh b. Or a uh reflection uh see?" He asked , and I squinted as I tried to get a good look of his face, I cursed myself for not wearing my glasses and he chucked and turned off the roof light when he realized, and I kissed my teeth and rolled my eyes as he proceded to smoke "No. First mia see one johncrow up close" I replied and he chuckled lowly. "Neva did a say that when yah boom of mi hood though?" "Uh really expect me fi drive wid uh after what you did ? I thought you wanted to talk I said folding my arms fronting knowing damn well that I missed him. "Emm" He called me by the nickname he gave me I remained silent, even though I was blushing on the inside , he kissed his teeth. "Yuh teeth wah brush or somu" "Emm bill of a ee fuckrey nuh calm c nuh ma " "Aii" I said rolling my eyes. "Weh yah look pan me fah?" "So mi cyah look pon mi ooman again " He said before pulling off. I kissed my teeth and rolled my eyes . He looks so sexy driving my subconscious said .'silence' yeah girl him feel him cute Betta I thought .©️

After a painful breakup and an engagement falling apart, Kaliyah retreats to her late grandmother's home in the quiet country, hoping for a fresh start. What she finds instead is Joshua-the once-annoying yard boy who's grown into the kind of man she swore she wasn't ready for. One unexpected kiss pulls them together. His sudden distance threatens to tear them apart. But when her ex-fiancé shows up unannounced and a fight breaks out on her driveway, Kaliyah is forced to confront what she's running from... and who she's running toward. Perfect Escape is a slow-burn Jamaican romance about healing, second chances, and the kind of love that finds you when you least expect it-but exactly when you need it.