"𝐌𝐢 𝐝𝐢𝐝 𝐭𝐞𝐥𝐥 𝐲𝐮𝐡 𝐬𝐞𝐡 𝐦𝐞 𝐝𝐚𝐰𝐤 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐚 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐠𝐮𝐲, 𝐘𝐮𝐡 𝐬𝐞𝐡 𝐟𝐢 𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐢𝐧𝐧𝐚 𝐲𝐮𝐡 𝐬𝐨𝐮𝐥 𝐦𝐢 𝐬𝐞𝐞 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐢𝐧𝐬𝐢𝐝𝐞."

PLEASE DONT JUDGE THE BOOK BY HOW ITS STARTS. 🇯🇲 Jamaican love story// Kaylee lambert found love or more like love hunted her at the young age of 17 , living to build with her partner from the dirt up regardless of what it takes , the road is not always easy however the fight to keep their love strong financially and mentally will take them on a wild ride of crime and infidelity , however young Kaylee also called lee will be sure that they make it by the Hook are the crook even if it breaks her.

There's a nerve I want to strike, to prove to him that this control he wants to have is nothing more than an illusion. It takes more than some groceries and a little parking lot pleading to get back into my good graces. He liked working for sh**, so let him work for this. Rome grabs me by my elbows, pulling my body softly into his chest. My spine stiffens at the contact, the hair on my neck sticking up when he leans down to whisper into my ear. "Come stay up a me yaad fi couple day..." he says, it's less of an ask and more of a statement. "A yuh alone deh pon me mind enuh Nat. Eh nuh feel right fi yuh deh inna di same city as me and yuh nuh deh beside me inna me bed, baby." I want to pull away. But there's this destabilizing electricity that laces through me every time this man touches me. It makes it hard for me to think straight. Falters my speech. F***s with my head in ways that have me reminiscing about being between his sheets. "Natalie me need yuh." he breaths, leaving a trail of kisses up and down the nape of my neck. What a piece a slackness inna di people dem parking lot. "Rome..." I coo softly, wanting to stop myself but failing anyway. There was a time when I would've given in without thinking twice. Truth be told, I still craved all the same things he did. But somewhere along the line, I came to my senses in a way that would never lead me back into his arms. "Yeah, baby?" he says. "F*** off." I jeer, pulling free and rushing towards the driver's side of my car, back to the safety of the life I'd been able to create without him. Romario was every lesson I'd spent years trying to learn the hard way. Chemistry could not build a life, and desire alone could not make a man safe to love. He carried himself like a man who belonged to everybody and nobody at the same time, no matter how much he promised that I'd have all of him. Loving him felt like standing too close to the edge of something beautiful enough to destroy me.

"Why outta everybody uh think mi would a wah deh wid you?" "Why outta every body uh think mi wah uh?" "Everybody wah mi" "Dats why mi nuh wah."

They moved to Jamaica at fourteen-two strangers, running from two very different hells. Strangers to each other, yet bounded by timing and fate. Kali fled a toxic home in Puerto Rico. One that look picture perfect on the outside. Adonis, a legacy in the making, wanted no part of his father's world. One photo changed everything. Adonis was hooked-until lies turned infatuation into deep-rooted hate. She never even knew his name. Years later, their paths collide during a heated altercation at a supermarket. Sparks fly-but not the good kind. Soon after, Kali transfers to Adonis's school and unknowingly steps into his friend group, setting the stage for a collision course neither of them can escape. Every glare. Every tense silence. Every accidental touch. It all builds into a dangerous chemistry neither of them is ready for. In a world where trust is fragile and love feels like war, Adonis and Kali must decide: will they destroy each other-or become each other's greatest salvation? Follow for more😉😉

𝘔𝘦𝘦𝘵 𝘈𝘳𝘮𝘢𝘯𝘪𝘪, 𝘈 𝘵𝘢𝘭𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘨 𝘢𝘳𝘵𝘪𝘴𝘵 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘢𝘭𝘴𝘰 𝘢 𝘶𝘱𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘑𝘢𝘮𝘢𝘪𝘤𝘢𝘯 𝘋𝘰𝘯. 𝘞𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘩𝘦 𝘮𝘦𝘦𝘵𝘴 𝘢 𝘤𝘢𝘱𝘵𝘪𝘷𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘦𝘦𝘯𝘢𝘨𝘦 𝘨𝘪𝘳𝘭, 𝘈𝘳𝘮𝘢𝘯𝘪𝘪 𝘮𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘊𝘰𝘯𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘯𝘵 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘰𝘸𝘯 𝘲𝘶𝘪𝘳𝘬𝘴 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘭𝘪𝘮𝘪𝘵𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯𝘴 𝘵𝘰 𝘸𝘪𝘯 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘵. 𝘞𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘱𝘢𝘴𝘴𝘪𝘰𝘯 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘥𝘦𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯 𝘣𝘦 𝘦𝘯𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩 𝘵𝘰 𝘮𝘢𝘬𝘦 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘥𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘮𝘴 𝘢 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘭𝘪𝘵𝘺? 𝑭𝒆𝒆𝒍𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝑳𝒖𝒄𝒊𝒅 𝑪𝒖𝒔𝒔 𝑨𝒏 𝑨 𝑭𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕 𝑩𝒖𝒕 𝑨 𝑺𝒉𝒆 𝑯𝒊𝒎 𝑪𝒉𝒐𝒐𝒔𝒊𝒏𝒈!

A JAMAICAN STORY BOOK 🇯🇲✔️ A broken hearted woman. A quiet yet stern man. Both from different lifestyles and personalities. How will Brielle Monet handle life after finding out that the love of her life for 5 years cheated on her with his Ex and the stress from being a Pediatric Nurse,which demands so much from her?. How will she tackle her profound new insecurities? Will she ever find true love ? Or will it be difficult to open up again? Xavier Kingsley is a Real Estate Developer, a rich yet quiet and humble guy. Isn't interested in relationships especially after experiencing heartbreak of his own. When a new girl appears in his life....will he go for it? Or will he just lead her on? . What and Who will be the reason they can't be together? Stay Tune for more! Too Bad For Us⭐️.

A 21-year-old midwifery student looking a name for herself, A sense of independence and love will she find love by dating a badman? READ TO FIND OUT!!

Kiella Chasity Whyte, 26, survived a horrific tragedy as an infant when her parents were killed by unknown attackers while she remained in the vehicle, escaping unharmed. She was taken in and raised by her father's wife, who provided care, support, and guidance through her education. Motivated by her past and her passion for truth, Kiella grew into a driven investigative journalist. Aizen Valentino Kestrel, a notorious 22-year-old drug dealer, grew up with as normal a life as his mother, a former surgeon, and his father, a retired contract killer, could provide. Yet despite their efforts, he gravitated into the very life his father once led, and tried to shield him from. Unlike his father, who was led astray by friends, Aizen chose this path himself, and there's no way in hell he's leaving it. When their worlds unexpectedly collide, neither Kiella nor Aizen anticipates the impact they will have on each other. A single encounter draws them into a connection that defies logic, blurs lines, and challenges everything they believe in, forcing them to decide whether what's growing between them will become their greatest strength or ultimately lead to their undoing.