IN WHICH, SANORAH ALLIAH SINGH grew up surrounded by luxury; as the daughter of a multi-millionaire she has it all. From a closet full of designer bags to her breathtaking looks that turn every head in Kingston. Her future is paved in literal gold thanks to her parents. Then she meets RASHEED BINGHAM. A man who lives in a completely different world than hers. While she got everything she wanted on a silver platter, he struggles everyday to make ends meet as the breadwinner of his family, in place of his absent father. They live different lifestyles, divided by class, money, and expectations. But a fateful encounter sparks an undeniable fire that neither of them saw coming. READ NOW ! | jamaican love story 28/12/2025 :: mature content warning !! © NEEYAOLOGY, 2026 RANKS 🏅 #1 - caribbean #1 - kingston #1 - opposites #1 - jamaicanauthor #1 - jamaica #1 - lowerclass #1 - upperclass #1 - richgirlpoorboy #1 - uptown #3 - patios #4 - mechanic

"Alright, man which one you plan on pulling tonight?" "That one." Jerome said pointing to Grace. Frank looked at him crazy. "Grace man," He shook his head. "Yeah right. She won't give you any play." "I bet she will." "Wanna bet?" Frank asked. Jerome licked his lips, nodding. "Yeah man. 100." "You got a deal." They shook on it. Copyright © 2016 MortxlLyfe All Rights Reserved.

▃▃▃ A MIAMI NIGHTS SEQUEL▃▃▃ Completed 2019.

Book 1. - ❝THINGS AIN'T ALWAYS SET IN STONE, THAT BE KNOWN LET ME KNOW.❞

There was a woman Born from a lotus Her heart was golden Deep as the ocean Until this one man He came and broke it Til it was open Just like a lotus Oh yes, There were explosions She found her focus The beast awoken.. - Jhené Aiko

Born and raised in Kingston Jamaica , Jada Campbell is anything but, your typical upper class town girl . In fact she prides herself on being down to earth, with a good head on her shoulders and a person who would rather spend her time focusing on life and her goals , a go getter , so when she applied for the position as a PA she surely never thought it would come with the popular ladies man and Jamaican hot, new dancehall artist, Sinna AKA Andre Wilson. After finally managing to escape his utterly hellish and abusive household, Andre Wilson is determined to make a name for himself. With a burning hunger for success and a passion for music, he gets entangled in the toxic , dangerous and money hungry world of guns and drugs in the determination to gain financial stability to kick-start his music career. His music is the only thing that is important to him , not the 5feet 7inches ,hot mouthed Jada Campbell that he is determined to stay away from. Force to be in each other's lives due to the circumstances of his career , Jada and Andre must find a way to mentain a strictly professional relationship but, neither can deny the overwhelming, intense attraction that exists between them but, Andre comes with a past , a past that is more dangerous than Jada is prepared to handle .

Janeisha "Neisha" Bambi has always survived by keeping a low profile. She don't get caught up in the kind of business that comes with bodies, secrets, and street names that echo. But all it takes is one night-one favor for her best friend-to slide her straight into the orbit of Seven "Saint" Carter. Saint is discipline wrapped in menace. A man the streets don't just respect,they fear. The type Neisha promised herself she'd never look at twice. He doesn't chase, beg, or explain. Yet somehow, he does all of this for her. And when that calm, unreadable gaze settles on Neisha, her careful world starts to crack. Now Saint's patience is running out, Neisha's defenses are falling apart and the pull between them is starting to feel less like a choice and more like fate. He's trying to shield her from the life he lives. She's trying to decide if loving him is salvation or self-destruction.

Bad girls ain't no good, and the good girls ain't no fun..

"Damn. Hasn't even been that long and you got a whole rock on your finger now, huh?" "...What are you doing here?" She unthinkingly rubbed her swollen belly, the tight knots forming in her stomach at the same time. "What you mean? I came for the art." His tone was sarcastic as he gestured at the paintings on the walls. She watched his eyes drift down her body, before he tightly clenched his jaw. "But I see I have more than one thing to congratulate you on." He said, bitterly. • • • • • • 𝚆𝚑𝚊𝚝'𝚜 𝚊 𝚕𝚒𝚝𝚝𝚕𝚎 𝚝𝚒𝚖𝚎 𝚊𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚝 𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝚠𝚎 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛? ❤️‍🩹👻 𝙱𝚘𝚘𝚔 𝟸 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚅𝚊𝚕𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚎 𝚜𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚜 (𝚜𝚎𝚚𝚞𝚎𝚕)

"So you just wanna fuck me forever, and that's it, huh?" "I ain't say-" He sucked his teeth. "We already talked about this shit, Z." "Nah." She chuckled dryly. "You just keep shutting me out." "Why you doin' this to me, Ma?" He closed his eyes and pinched the bridge of his nose. "Hm? Why you tryna fuck everything up?" • • • • • • 𝚆𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝚊 𝚗𝚘𝚗-𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚖𝚒𝚝𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚖𝚎𝚎𝚝𝚜 𝚊 𝚑𝚘𝚙𝚎𝚕𝚎𝚜𝚜 𝚛𝚘𝚖𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚌, 𝚊 𝚌𝚕𝚊𝚜𝚜𝚒𝚌 𝚝𝚊𝚕𝚎 𝚘𝚏 𝚏𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚜 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚋𝚎𝚗𝚎𝚏𝚒𝚝𝚜 𝚝𝚞𝚛𝚗𝚜 𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚐𝚒𝚌 💌👻 𝙱𝚘𝚘𝚔 𝟷 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚅𝚊𝚕𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚎 𝚜𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚜