"you gotta show me you not like these other ni**as , cause I'm not like these other b*tches*"

Nichole Richards is currently living her best life. She's single and mingling, has an amazing group of friends, and business is booming for her bakery business. Things only take a turn for the worst after she discovers that someone from her past has recently been released early from prison... and she's on their hit list. In the span of a few short weeks, Nichole's seemingly perfect life is flipped upside down. And it's not because she finds herself falling for two very handsome men, her heart wanting both instead of one, but rather, it's because her past refuses to let her move on. Will Nichole's new lovers be able to protect her from harm? Or will she have to battle the demons from her past all by herself? . . . Copyright © 2022, Amy N. Johnson. All Rights Reserved.

It all started with a Don and a college girl. Mysterious actions always takes place or should I say coincidence? "Cut out them dutty style deh yuh hear. You nuh know 'No?'' I say to him. Check out I promise you won't regret it. Out of Many one people that's our Motto🇯🇲.. [Preview Chapter 9..] I pulled the door seeing him in his towel tucked around his waist. My eyes trails down to his perfectly shaped V line. A lil smile formed on my face. Riah? Riah! Bout innocent look at you. He walk over to me and lifted my chin causing me to stare right in his eyes as our eyes went back and forth. "You like wha yuh see?" He ask teasingly. I nodded. Riah?! Shi why mi just nod? "No- ye- shi never mind" I say frustratingly as I look down. He lifted my chin once again. This time I didn't look in his eyes I look down his V line. He chuckled. He lifted me and place me on the counter, he then took the clothes out of my hands and place it next to me. He held the back of my head and leaned me in for a kiss. He sucks my bottom lip gently and slowly as I let out the softest moan ever. What is this feeling. Love So fast? Your new to love No it's not love I can't fall for him so quickly. His hands went under my saree as he rubs my legs. I pulled away, "let me change first?" Stay Reading.. Follow to be a Star_Reader⭐ This story is written in Standard English and Jamaican creole also known as Patois/Patwa. I don't own the right to any of the photos used in this story. They all came from pinterest and Google. It's an enjoyable story. Must read!

18+ Being a virgin at eighteen in a ghetto community that you were born and raised in is unheard of and is considered non-existent in this time and ages. Biyone Caldwell known as Finey, have only achieved this because she has two older brothers that parr with the don's brother. She will not continue so though, because Jahnoi Kingsley popularly known as 'Bad-drugs' has had her on his scope and he's not letting her out of his sight, neither is he willing to wait any longer to make her his. A black love story tipped with the realities of this time, a nice ghetto babe and a hot bad youth. 🤗 RATED : MATURE. (DUAL POV) WARNING: Sexscenes, patios, mild violence. Jan. 6. 2023 🔴 FOR OPEN MINDED READERS 🔴

"Get off of me!" I said to the tall man stood next to me. " Sir what should we do with her?" Suddenly a tall figure towered over me I wouldn't admit it but If I wasn't being held against my will in the middle of the street I would of found him attractive. "Get her in the car she's coming home with us" What!? No this isn't happening before I could think i elbowed the man stood holding my arm in the nose earning a groan of pain. While he was "distracted" I ran forward slapping the boss I assume across the face. "You shouldn't have done that" the boss said and I instantly blacked out. Although before I blacked out I heard a distant "your mine now princess" Oh no.

"Let's get one thing straight, Red, once a deal is made with me there is no backing out. there's no loophole, no back door, no side gate, nothing. I own you now!" His hands were once again around my waist, but they didn't stay there. He started to slowly run his hands up my body causing me to get hot in places I didn't even know I could get hot. My breath caught when his hands grabbed my breasts and squeezed lightly, then they moved higher taking my hands with them until they were pinned above my head. Then hot soft lips crushed down onto mine and I swear I felt like gravity abandoned me. MATURE CONTENT! SEX, VIOLENCE, AND CURSING WILL BE FOUND THROUGHOUT THIS BOOK. BEWARE OF GRAMMAR MISTAKES...YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED!!

NOT A LOVE STORY!

"guh fi dem guh fi dem!"

Dejah has never been an outspoken person. Some see her as an introvert, and some see her as a nerd. Her timid nature makes her look weak, and her viridity makes her soft. Or is this all a facade to hide who she truly is? As the quote says, "Looks can be deceiving."