One night of passion. Three children. A truth neither of them saw coming. Penelope Grant is a dedicated police officer-and a single mother to five-year-old triplets. The product of a one-night stand she never planned, never forgot, and never stopped wondering about. She never even got his name. All she knows is that no man has ever compared to him... and no man has ever been allowed close since. Warren Ellington is a billionaire tech mogul with everything-except a family. Diagnosed in his teens with infertility, he's built walls so high that even love couldn't find him. Until he sees her at the hospital... the woman who left a mark on his soul five years ago. And standing beside her? Three children with his dimples and his eyes. A storm of secrets, heartbreak, and forbidden chemistry erupts as the past crashes into the present. But some truths were never meant to stay buried. And one night was never supposed to last a lifetime. How do you move forward... when everything you thought was impossible becomes your undeniable reality?

Kimberly sit pon di veranda, di night air cool and calm. Di stars dem a shine bright, and di moon cast a soft glow pon everything. Dante walk up to her slowly, di sound of him footsteps quiet as him approach. Him look at her, smile soft, and say, "Kim, yuh beautiful tonight." Kimberly raise up her head, look at him with a soft smile. "Yuh always know how fi mek mi feel special," she reply, voice gentle. Dante kneel down beside her, his hand reaching out to hold hers. "Mi nuh tek yuh for granted, Kim. Every moment mi spend wid yuh blessing," him whisper, his thumb gently brushing across her hand. "Mi waan yuh fi know seh mi care fi yuh deeply." Kimberly heart skip a beat, feeling di warmth of his words. She squeeze his hand back, her voice barely above a whisper. "Mi care fi yuh too, Dante. It feels good fi know someone understand mi like dis." Him lean in closer, their faces inches apart. Di night air shift, and di only sound is di beat of their hearts. "Yuh ready fi mek more memories with mi?" Dante ask, his eyes searching hers. "Mi always ready, Dante," Kimberly respond, voice steady, but her heart racing. In dat moment, time seem fi slow down as he lean in and kiss her softly, di kiss full of love and warmth. It wasn't just a kiss, but a promise - a promise of more moments together, of growing closer and finding peace in each other's arms.

The book cover features a vibrant blend of Jamaican and Arabian elements, symbolizing the multicultural love story at the heart of the novel. In the center, there's a young Jamaican American girl with sun-kissed skin and curly hair, representing the protagonist, whose name is Kia.

"What's wrong with you?" She asked making me shrug. "Your sick Ai'janie!" She yelled before storming out the room mi know.

Born and raised in Kingston Jamaica , Jada Campbell is anything but, your typical upper class town girl . In fact she prides herself on being down to earth, with a good head on her shoulders and a person who would rather spend her time focusing on life and her goals , a go getter , so when she applied for the position as a PA she surely never thought it would come with the popular ladies man and Jamaican hot, new dancehall artist, Sinna AKA Andre Wilson. After finally managing to escape his utterly hellish and abusive household, Andre Wilson is determined to make a name for himself. With a burning hunger for success and a passion for music, he gets entangled in the toxic , dangerous and money hungry world of guns and drugs in the determination to gain financial stability to kick-start his music career. His music is the only thing that is important to him , not the 5feet 7inches ,hot mouthed Jada Campbell that he is determined to stay away from. Force to be in each other's lives due to the circumstances of his career , Jada and Andre must find a way to mentain a strictly professional relationship but, neither can deny the overwhelming, intense attraction that exists between them but, Andre comes with a past , a past that is more dangerous than Jada is prepared to handle .

22 year old Nivea Lee has had a rather uneventful life. With her best friend and sister being her only two friends, there was really no hopes of a social or love life. That was until she decided to venture to a party, where she met an intriguing man...Azriel Smith. Join these characters on their dramatic ride in finding love.

Jacen and Paecyn's worlds collide, forcing them into a state of unending facades.

'𝐀𝐠𝐞 𝐚𝐢𝐧'𝐭 𝐧𝐮𝐧 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐚 𝐧𝐮𝐦𝐛𝐞𝐫'

Sometimes secrets are worst than lies but what happens when they're both combine with love..... Let's go on a journey with Toni Shay Hill and O'Dillion McFord to see what life is like when mixed with LOVE+ Lies and Secrets. A Jamaican Romantic Fiction Novel ................

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!