This is a Jamaican story of how Shantina struggles to find love and during the process some unexpected things cause her to question her sexuality and to wonder if love is really for her or if she is to be forever betrayed by those she loves. Contains indecent language, crime, violence, lgbtq scenes, anxiety issues, sensual scenes. This book includes some of the narrations and most dialogue is in Creole. This book is made up. It's a specialty coming straight from the author's imagination. Read and Enjoy!!!!

𝕀 𝕛𝕦𝕤𝕥 𝕨𝕒𝕟𝕟𝕒 𝕝𝕠𝕧𝕖 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕓𝕒𝕓𝕪,

"bredda why yuh did a wull on pan dah ute deh hand?" he asked. Not answering him, I looked behind me to see if his brother was there cause a cyaah me him a call bredda. "afta yuh bredda nuh deh right yasso" "ahh" he said before walking away.

Read to find out what happens ᜊ I promise it will get better, this is my first Jamaican story everrrrrr. As a Jamaican who can't write patios to save her life....(Yes I am ashamed leave me alone) But this is really good.....Njoy

Only Love Can...Hurt Like This 💔

Disclaimer: This story is not the type of story to have a fresh beginning or a Fresh end The characters in this story moves super fast especially The main ones But yk Read And enjoy

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!

"Ah badman yah try tek fi eediat ?" The Jamaican artist Bayka finds a attraction to a girl in his community, him being the girl magnet he is finds it hard to believe she's not as easy and tameable as the rest and is determined to get a hold of her...

FAN FICTION-💙