Sugar & Soul could turn into something half baked 🧁

Rosalia Hernandez is too innocent for this world sweet like sugar, soft like the petals of the roses she adores. A baker with a heart full of dreams, she spends her days making cupcakes and coffee in her little shop by the beach in Montego Bay. With her warm smile and gentle spirit, she believes in kindness, love, and happy endings. Kario Diaz doesn't believe in fairytales. The feared Don of Mobay, he rules with an iron fist, his name whispered in the darkest corners of the island. Ruthless in business, merciless to his enemies his heart is as cold as the steel he carries. The only softness he has ever known is for his mother and younger sister, the only family he has left. But when he walks into Rosalia's café one rainy evening, something shifts. The scent of vanilla and coffee lingers in the air, her laughter like a melody he's never heard before. She's light where he is darkness. Soft where he is hard. Rosalia doesn't belong in his world. She's a flower too delicate for the storm he brings. But maybe, just maybe, she's the one person who can thaw the ice in his heart. Will love be enough to break down the walls of a man who has only known war? Or will Rosalia get caught in the crossfire of the dangerous world Kario cannot escape?

Remember that regular degular 21-year-old who had it all figured out? Well, surprise! Back to 16 we go, where teenage chaos reigns supreme and I'm just your average girl, in an alternate world as St. Hugh's pride and joy and head girl extraordinate. Then bam! Nickoi Jacobs happened. The notorious bad boy 'Prezzi' and track star from Kingston College. Speeding tickets? Check. Gang banging? Check. Fast life? Check. Heartbreaker? Double check. How did I end up tripping over him in my perfectly planned world? Again... Bwoy, look like we mek fi each other. Nickoi is trouble with a capital T, the epitome of a walking red flag. But that smile? Sends my heart on a math vacation every single time! He's got more baggage than an airport carousel, and yet, there's this pull between us, breaking every rule I've ever known. What's a girl to do when Mr. Wrong feels so right? Hmm, well dive into the drama because with Nickoi, logic's on vacation and my heart's along for the ride. When it comes to him, Life's anything but predictable. So strap in, folks. Yuh think you see nutt'n yet? Think again. Ready for the twists and turns of "Not My Type 3 the Alternate World"? Because I am! I think?

"You trust me?" he asked, eyes turning soft once they made contact. "Maj, I-I-" "I said do you trust me, Lucky?" he repeated, voice hard. "...yes," she breathed out, and his next words came without hesitation, sending a chill down her spine. "Then shoot."

𝑃𝑅𝑂𝑀𝐼𝑆𝐸- (𝑛𝑜𝑢𝑛) 𝑎𝑛 𝑎𝑐𝑡 𝑜𝑓 𝑎𝑠𝑠𝑢𝑟𝑎𝑛𝑐𝑒 𝑡ℎ𝑎𝑡 𝑜𝑛𝑒 𝑤𝑖𝑙𝑙 𝑑𝑜 𝑠𝑜𝑚𝑒𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑜𝑟 𝑡ℎ𝑎𝑡 𝑝𝑎𝑟𝑡𝑖𝑐𝑢𝑙𝑎𝑟 𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑤𝑖𝑙𝑙 ℎ𝑎𝑝𝑝𝑒𝑛. (This is my first ever book, it gets better as it progresses trust me) Elena Rodriguez is a normal 20 year old, abused by her father but with one secret... She's been sold to the mafia, and forced in an arrangement. Leo Hernandez, is a 24 year old who runs the most powerful mafia in the country. What happens when he sets his eyes on a girl and will do anything to make her his? What will happen when her father sells her to Leo as a way to get money? What will happen when an enemy of Leo's find out about Elena? ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ "Why do you get so worked up if another man even looks at me let alone touches me?!" I shout in his face making it clear that I want a straight up answer. "Because your mine! Your my wife!" He exclaims. "Your so bipolar I swear" I mutter under my breath looking down at my hands. "What did you just say to me?" He pins me against the glass shower wall, holding my hands above my head. Oh shit. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ First few chapters aren't too good but they get better I promise. (I hope) I'm not a good writer so please don't hate, I was just writing for fun, and somehow it got views! This is a fast paced love story! - This is the first book I have ever written so please keep in mind of the bad grammar.- Tw- Strong language Mature themes Some sensitive subjects

"Yuh nuh plan fi move" I said laced with sass, while rolling my neck. Before I could think twice, he made a step toward me. And when he did I could feel my stomach sink. Just when I was about to lift my hands to push him away by the chest, he took a couple more steps. As he stepped towards me, I stepped back. As we continued our unintended coordinating pattern, I felt my lower back come in contact with the sink vanity. The moment I had nowhere else to go, I shifted my eyes from his rock hard chest, up to his perfectly sculpted face. He stared deeply into my eyes, without uttering a single word. All while this was happening di man did still.....how mi put dis? NAKED! I tried making a swift movement to get my self out of this trap, but the second I did mi hand brush gainst him hoo- **** Read to find out!! Promise it's a good story🤍

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Alexander Nkosiyabo Ivanov, son of Demitri Nikolai Ivanov and Rosabelle Ivanov, is a head strong, ruthless multibillionaire businessman with business booming all around the globe. Coco Chanel despised the brand Coco Chanel as everyone would ask her if she was the founder of the brand. Coco is a no-bullshit, shoot first ask questions later type of girl. Find out what happens when the cold and calculating King of the Business Industry, meets the sarcastic and stubborn Queen of Hearts. |-••-| "I'm not a weapon that will be at your disposal." I said, looking up at him defiantly. "I know, moya lyubov'. You're not stuck in a cage, you're free to do as you please." He said, his eyes softening more as he looked at mine. I fought my hardest to keep mind as hard as steel but my resolve was breaking as I looked into his eyes too.