𝒚𝒂𝒗𝒆 𝒂 𝒍𝒊𝒄𝒆𝒏𝒔𝒆 𝒇𝒊𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒎? 𝒚𝒂𝒗𝒆 𝒂 𝒎𝒊𝒍𝒍𝒊𝒐𝒏 𝒅𝒐𝒍𝒍𝒂? 𝒚𝒂𝒗𝒆 𝒔𝒆𝒄𝒖𝒓𝒊𝒕𝒚? 𝒚𝒖𝒉 𝒏𝒐 𝒇𝒓𝒂𝒊𝒅.

Melia, a introverted pre-med student who is struggling to cope with her mother's death and the fact that her father quickly remarried. Feeling replaced and neglected, Melia struggles to connect with her distant father who put's his wife and stepchildren first. Damion, the football star, who's hiding his own scars- he is struggling to cope with his parents' bitter divorce and his father's newfound absence. When Melia is blackmailed into tutoring Damon, they form an unlikely bond over their shared pain. As they work together, they find solace in each other's company and begin to confront their dark pasts. Despite their differences, they develop a forbidden attraction that leads to a dark and passionate romance that threatens to consume them both. Melia finds herself drawn to his dangerous edge, even as she fears the consequences of loving him. Meanwhile, Damion must confront his demons and prove to Melia that he's more than just a bad boy reputation. Will they find a way to heal each other's wounds, or will their love become another casualty of their troubled lives?

Ever wondered what it would be like to fall for an artist or even better, have an artist fall for you? Meet Shanice and Malik, two souls destined to collide amidst the colorful tapestry of Jamaica artistry. Malik, with his charming smile and the love for music, finds himself drawn to the spirited Shanice, who believes in doing everything on her own with independency, but their love is not without its challenges. ------------------------------------- We reach a me room door and him let guh me hand. "Enjoy yuh night?", him ask. "It can gwan..." He held my waist and pulled me closer to him. "Suh no?" Me start breath hard cuz him a mek me nerovus. Him smell nice tho... "Me seh dat?", I answered. "Basically." He brough his lips to my ear and whispered, "yah enjoy dis tho", with a chuckle. Your fave Jamaican Wattpad Writer📚🇯🇲 ⚠️ Warning: -Mature Content -16+ -Unfinished Story!

Delilah - she seh man a wicked but woman a delilah. Follow Sevyn and her friends on a voyage to find themselves through the conflict of being teenagers in the skirts of Jamaica ... ••••• he grabs her throat and slams her into the wall "Yo all mi life mi hear dem seh woman a wicked but mi never did think mi would get to experience it ... but you sevyn? YOU a the living delilah" she scoffs "Nuh mek mi tell uh who a delilah yere,leggo affa mi! Why when women match ennuh energy enuh come bawl cree?" She pushes his hands from around her neck. ••••• © All Rights Reserved.

"Uh look so like uh see duppy mumma. Or a uh reflection uh see?" Asked the driver, and I squinted as I tried to get a good look of his face, and he chucked and turned on the roof light when he realized, and I kissed my teeth and rolled my eyes when I saw who it was. "No. Just saw the devil himself." I replied and he laughed lowly. "So yah go come in or wah?" "Uh really expect me fi drive wid uh after uh threaten me weh night? Me good. Me will wait pan taxi." I said folding my arms stubbornly knowing damn well I would love the free ride. "My girl-" "Doh my girl mi." I cut him off, and he kissed his teeth lowering his hand brake. "Memba say a bad place uh inna yer and a night. The place unpredictable." "So are you. Mi will take the risk." "Cool." He said eyeing me up and down. "Weh yah look pan me fah?" "So mi can tell uh madda wah mi last see uh inna." He said before driving away while his tinted windows rolled back up. I kissed my teeth and rolled my eyes caz him really nah go fight me pan dis? Cool.

Tricia Martin, the little sister and doctor of the group, is often seen as reserved and sad. She wasn't always like this; she had a big heart that she gave to Ethan Cunningham, Shanya's brother, who died several years ago. A journey to the past will pay homage to a love that many never experience. Will an acceptance of past events help Tricia to open her heart once more? The man of her dreams awaits with open arms and an open heart to give her all the love that she has ever craved.

I'm starting to wonder if I'm the problem? There is no way i attract this naturally...I should've listened when my mother told me to stay away from boys...especially the ones like these. ★ A typical Jamaican highschool relationship or so they thought...follow Tansaneé 'Hennessy' and Xavier on their journey. Through love, loss, infidelity and betrayals...what's in store for the young lovers? ★

"Bomboclaat." I muttered to myself. 'HIM BUDDY BIG YUH FUCK. 'I said in my mind as he pulled his boxers down after aggressively pushing unto his bed while covering my mouth with his hands before shoving his-' CLICK ON THE STORY TO READ MORE!

🇯🇲!! In this story, two teenagers meet by chance and instantly feel a spark that neither can ignore. As they spend more time together, sharing laughter, dreams, and insecurities, they realize their connection feels almost fated. But their budding romance hits a roadblock when they discover that their fathers were once bitter rivals. Despite this revelation, the two are determined not to let the past define their future. They refuse to carry the burden of their fathers' grudges, choosing instead to focus on their own bond and the special love they've found in each other. Through the highs and lows of growing up, they support one another, facing teenage challenges, family pressures, and personal growth hand in hand. Together, they learn about forgiveness, resilience, and the power of choosing love over resentment. Even as they encounter obstacles that threaten to pull them apart, they hold tightly to the love they've built, finding strength in one another as they transition from teenage dreams to the realities of adulthood. Their story is one of unwavering loyalty, of two hearts choosing to rise above the weight of family history to create a love story all their own. ( THIS BOOK IS PURELY FICTION!! )

Preview -> "mi madda deh outta gate" i mutter while he continues leaving hickeys all over my neck. "mi nuh bizniz, just keep quiet." _____________________________________ Miss Margaret good girl wah nuh leff yaad, everybody seh she gwaan like she betta than people. All she do is guh school and come back home. Life good till she cross paths wid Shellaz son and him mek up him mind seh him nah leff ar alone till she deh wid him.