What is wrong with him? I hate that he stares. I hate the feeling it gives me. It's unsettling... Blood rushes to my face... my head... It's... nauseating. And inconvenient. If he would just stop staring, I could get on with my life and my time here. So what if we've met before? He can continue to ignore me as he has been. I can do the same with no problem. None at all. I just... I want him to look away. I need him to. So I can breathe.

I would say this is a book about wealthy, Jamaican high schoolers... Well kinda. People often believe unimaginable wealth exists somewhere far away, hidden from the rest of the world. But what if it was closer than you think? Just beyond Jamaica's cluster of islands lies Echelon Republic, a country where status and wealth are as essential as oxygen. Without them, you might as well be invisible. In this elite world, life never stops spinning... until Nai'ari appears. Nai'ari is just a simple girl working at a liquor store. She sees wealthy people every day, but she's still completely unaware of the powerful world that exists behind their luxury. A sudden tragedy pulls her from the life she knew and crowns her the Republic's newest Jewel overnight. It sounds like a fairytale, but in Echelon, every dollar carries weight, and every diamond hides another layer of deception. At first the wealth feels intoxicating. But the deeper Nai'ari falls into the Upper Echelon, the darker the truth becomes. And in the middle of the chaos, three boys are watching her every move: the enemy, the friend, and the forbidden. Now Nai'ari must decide who she can trust in a world built on secrets. Because in Echelon, staying on top is easy... but surviving it is something else entirely. Read to find out how it all unfolds and remember once you dive in you've entered Kae's dream.

All she wanted was to forget her mother's death, but constant reminder won't let her be. Information and truth gets unfold, but what will she do when she sympathize with the villain and empathize with the victims. Let's see.

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

Love built them. Danger surrounds them. Three years after choosing each other, Naiari and Zayvion are still holding it down and parenting a daughter who fights harder than most grown folks. But peace doesn't last long in their world. Old enemies resurface, new threats slip in unnoticed, and the past has a way of showing up uninvited. As the lines between loyalty and survival blur, Naiari starts to question how much more she's willing to sacrifice for love... and whether love alone is enough.

The daughter of a woman too broken to love and a man too powerful to claim her. For years, she's been chasing pieces of herself in every face, every hand, every lie that looked like love. The eyes watching her are not all the same. Some see desire Some see pity And one ... sees everything she's afraid to face. But when she meets him --- the man whose gaze burns and heals in the same breath --- she begins to see herself through something other than pain. His eyes don't just look at her... they find her. Still, love in Jamaica's underworld isn't soft. It's dangerous. It tests everything she thought she knew about loyalty, forgiveness, and herself. Through betrayal, heartbreak, and rebirth, she learns that sometimes the greatest love story isn't about who finally sees you --- It's about learning to see yourself. And when she does... No one can look away.

I've studied psychiatry long enough to know the eyes are the soul. Hers... there's nothing deranged in them, yet something about those eyes makes me question everything I know about control, about obsession, about myself. Who is Aala O'Donelle? And why is she on the psyche ward?

He only offered silence and smooth turns. But somewhere between late-night pickups and quiet glances in the rearview, a young woman with big dreams finds herself falling for the last man anyone would expect.

COMPLETED ✅ EDITED ✅ "Just, slip it in nuh." She said caressing my chin. Fuck, Fuck, Fuck! "Tyana-" I started but she shut me up by kissing me again. I started kissing her back and then I felt her hand grip my dick. I groaned into the kiss and I felt her smile. This fucking demon gyal. She started massaging my dick through my swim trunks while still kissing me. Who teach har fi do this? • Tyana lives in Portland Jamaica, she spends her time working in her store and staying home. When she meets Adrian she slowly lets her guard down and begin having fun, but is that safe? Will he break her heart? What dangers will being associated with him lead to and most importantly, what does this rich man want with her? • (includes smutt - which means, a NUFF fucking ina mi book!) Highest Rankings #portland no.1 #store no.1 #montegobay no.1 #storeowner no.1 #explore no.1 #lifechanging no.4