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.

"She smiled like she loved him... and that was the most dangerous lie."

"Make we keep this professional then, yeah?" I nodded slowly, one hand in my pants pocket. "What?" Her brows creased. "I'll be your tutor and nothing else. Nuh need dis pan a personal level," I explained. Maybe it's for the best. And mi still a convince miself dat cause it still hurt me. Mi vex wid her... Wicked too. Cause she fuck up. She licked her lips and looked down at the desk before saying, "...but that isn't what I want. I have agreed to give you time." Time. Tsk. Tsk. Tsk. "Yuh nuh get fi choose that still eno. This is what I want and those are my boundaries. Respect them or find someone else fi tutor yuh, simple." I sighed, scratching my head. Mi just nuh wah di drama and foolishness. Or the back and forth. Cya dweet right now... Or at all. "You...changed," She said, looking at me. "Would'a seh di same bout you too... But change nuh too faze me still..." I shrugged my shoulders. // Liam was once a bright, joyful child until something shattered his world at just nine years old. Whatever happened that year left scars too deep to see, turning smiles into silence and laughter into rage. By fifteen, he was behind bars. Now eighteen, he's out with one last shot: six months to finish high school and finally leave his past behind. He's focused. Detached. Determined to stay invisible - no fights, no friends, no drama. Then he sees her. Kazierah. His childhood crush. His first kiss. The girl he never forgot. ...the one he never stopped loving even when he wanted to. She's changed too. She had more friends and she was more social than he remembered. They never dated, never made it official, but the connection between them always ran deep... too deep to ignore now. And as old feelings resurface, so do old questions - about the past, about that day he was taken away, and about why their paths are crossing again now, after everything. Some stories never really end. They wait. And this one is just beginning.

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.

Imani is a quiet, reserved Jamaican-Caribbean nurse working in labor and delivery. She keeps to herself, moves with calm precision, and rarely lets people in-but beneath her silence is a deeply genuine and caring soul. Deion is a dominant, no-nonsense police officer with a ruthless edge and a life built on control. The only soft spot in his world is his three-year-old daughter, Nova, who brings out a side of him few ever see. When their paths cross in the middle of a high-pressure day, neither of them expects much. But something about the encounter lingers longer than it should-and neither can quite walk away from it.

Forbidden from the begin like the fruit in the garden of Eden, but their bond was created way before the judgments, rules and discrimination was cast upon them. The constant separation only made their bond stronger and fester into something inseparable, but with the fight for more power, family legacy, reputation and loyalty on the line; they are force apart and force to choose. One left with the power, but at what cost.

A Don with no concept of what love entails stubbles upon a Nurse who sets his heart straight.

From Disdain to Desire is a captivating spin-off of the From Then Till Now series, centering on Shemar Dixon, Jubba's best friend, and Brianna Francis, Tricia's best friend. Brianna is a dedicated doctor, while Shemar is a globally celebrated dancehall artiste. Their connection is undeniable yet tumultuous, sparking intense clashes fuelled by their differences and the undeniable passion simmering beneath the surface. The story follows their journey through love, conflict, and self-discovery as they navigate the highs and lows of their relationship. Will they allow their differences to tear them apart, or will they embrace the fiery connection pulling them together? In the end, the choice between disdain and desire lies in their hands.

Ever been in the wrong place at the wrong time? Yeah... I have. Don't recommend. I'm Lue'elle, by the way, call me Lue. Elle works too, honorable mention to my 'mom' for the name. Now, for the juicier part. Giordano? Definitely not my cup of tea. Let's just say I didn't like him. At all. But life, being the cruel little joke it is, decided to throw me and him into the same orbit. As if fate, or some sadistic writer, was testing how much hell a person can handle before they snap. One night. Wrong place. Wrong time. Turns out, hating him was the easier part. Actually, whatever this is between us might just drag you straight to hell... and back. Elle. Xoxo. Ranking🥇 #1 in Caribbean #1 in Jamaica

"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🤍'!