In a world she was never meant to touch, being seen is a death sentence. I was raised to follow rules, to stay quiet, to never be seen. But one wrong moment put me in the middle of something I can't unsee. Now someone knows I was there and in their world, witnesses don't get to live. My grandmother always told me to see and blind and hear and deaf..I maybe should've listened.

Never will I again cherish friendship because not everyone is real enough to relate to the Alkaline song "After all". READ THE 📕📖📚!!!

School, work, dreams, family, and friendships are a whole lot to handle when you're young and still learning how to control everything-including yourself. She wants to focus on herself. No boys, just school and work. And she's definitely not ready for another relationship after her last one. And him? He has his own problems. Anger, pressure from his parents, goals he's determined to achieve. He doesn't mind settling down, even though he's only nineteen. Opposites attract like magnets, pulling each other in before they even realize what's happening. But it won't be easy. Opposites don't always attract forever- sometimes they repel. Life takes them on a journey, and they're bringing you right along with them. ||🇯🇲 18+|| **THIS BOOK IS PURELY FICTION!!**

What begins as a chance meeting between KYRIELLE TAYLOR and JOSAI GRAHAM soon.. becomes something neither of them planned for. As their connection deepens, long-buried secrets begin to surface, and falling for the right person at the wrong time has a way of changing 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠. Highest Ranks: 1# in Caribbean. 2#in Young author.

Only Love Can...Hurt Like This 💔

"Yuh love mi, Niyah?" He doesn't blink when he asks. His eyes hold hers steady, not playful, not teasing. Serious. Like the answer matters more than he's willing to admit. "Love yuh more than how mi probably love mi self." The confession leaves her soft but sure. And it's the truth. The love they share isn't built on convenience. It's built on history. On knowing each other's worst moods. On arguments that didn't end in walking away. ........ -dhxnleeee🤍'!

"Move from in front a mi," I say. But it comes out softer. Weaker. More honest than I intended. I'd be on the first plane out of here tomorrow. Nothing that we've said in the past twenty minutes would matter once I am on that plane. We are tied to each other, and our pasts don't have to intertwine any more than they already have. He doesn't move. I step sideways. He mirrors me, like he's tethered to the same gravity. "Kymani-" "Selah" My name in his mouth feels like a dare. A part of me wants it to feel like a promise. I shake the thought. After what feels like a standoff written in the marrow between us, he finally exhales and steps back. Barely. But enough. I don't waste it. I slip from his hold, my heartbeat pounding in my throat, in my ears, in the soles of my feet as I bolt toward the door. I leave him there. Leave the house. Leave the heat still burning between us. And I run. Fast, desperate, the same way I did the first time I left this place. The same way I survived. I don't look back. Not at him. Not at the house. Not at the version of myself that's still trembling inside those walls. Not anymore.

Holding my gun to his head, I hold my composure, watching him keenly with a smirk on my face. Hi, I'm Za'Riyah Noel Malcom and no, I'm not a little innocent girl that moved to the city or is building a life. I've got it all. I'm 23 year old Mafia Princess. My family has the second biggest Mafia in Jamaica...who has the first? Quamir Washington and his family. When my father got sick, since I'm an only child, I was trained to get rid of Quamir and the Washington's since the wanted to rid my family first. But when that day arrived, with my gun at his head, my army behind me, I just couldn't...something in me couldn't end him...it wouldn't let me. Instead of anger, and rage, and envy, it was...lust and butterflies. 𝐇𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐑𝐚𝐧𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬🏆. #𝟏 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐞𝐞𝐧𝐚𝐮𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐫 #𝟏𝐢𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐠𝐰𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐩𝐫𝐢𝐳𝐞

Romira Astor, a 20-year-old recent graduate of Sam Sharpe Teachers' College, starts her first job as a teacher. She meets Kassa Cenant, a single parent when he enrolls his child in the school where she teaches. As they interact more, Romira and Kassa develop a strong connection. As their relationship deepens, Romira discovers a mysterious photograph that hints at a possible familial connection between her and Kassa. Determined to uncover the truth, they begin investigating their family histories. This revelation throws their relationship into turmoil, forcing them to confront the possibility that their love might be taboo. Romira and Kassa must navigate their feelings amidst the uncertainty. 𝐇𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐑𝐚𝐧𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬🏆. #𝟏 𝐢𝐧 𝐣𝐚𝐦𝐚𝐢𝐜𝐚 #𝟏 𝐢𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐠𝐰𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐩𝐫𝐢𝐳𝐞