"Like seriously? A dat yuh come a mi workplace fi tell me?" I ask sounding calm. What if mi tek mi pen and stab him inna him big eye dem? "How yuh mean bredda? Yuh nuh mi ooman?" He asks with a stupid look on his face. "Yuh fool nuh fuck if yuh feel me and yuh deh" I hiss. Mi naa guh bawl ova him ino. Me? Naa dweet. "Watchya. A joke babes. Mi rate yuh too much fi do yuh dat." He says Yuh love me. BYEEEEE. "Mi nuh believe yuh" I say looking through the car window.

I was so out of it that I didn't even notice when the stoplight switched from yellow to red. Struggling to act on my fight or flight, I have no choice but to run straight into the car in front of me. Oh fuck. Just one of those fucking days... Thankfully, the impact isn't fatal, but it's far from pretty. I exit my vehicle, ensuring to put my car in park before hopping out, the person from the car in front jumps out at the same time. A tall man begins to storm towards me, his brows furrowed as he takes long strides in my direction. Boy look cute and neat eesi... Why did we have to meet like this? "A buy yuh buy yuh license?" he screams at me with rage. Well, that's not nice. Tek back everything me just seh. "It was clearly an accident, mi did distracted" I tell him, trying to defend myself. Mi shame. The road is active around us, drivers are blowing their horns or peeping their heads through their windows to take in the scene. "Distracted? Aye lady, a who teach yuh fi drive?" he asks, a humorous yet frustrated smirk on his lips. Clearly a blind man.

Najeeri and Regina, two talented Jamaican artists, reunite after a decade apart. Childhood best friends, they shared many memories. Life took them on different paths, but fate brings them back together. As they stroll through the streets of Kingston, nostalgia washes over them. They reminisce about their carefree days, laughter filled nights, and "dark secrets". The comfort of their friendship still linger, but something more intense appears. Their friendship blossoms into a romance, and they discover that their feelings go beyond childhood nostalgia....

🇯🇲!! In this story, two teenagers meet by chance and instantly feel a spark that neither can ignore. As they spend more time together, sharing laughter, dreams, and insecurities, they realize their connection feels almost fated. But their budding romance hits a roadblock when they discover that their fathers were once bitter rivals. Despite this revelation, the two are determined not to let the past define their future. They refuse to carry the burden of their fathers' grudges, choosing instead to focus on their own bond and the special love they've found in each other. Through the highs and lows of growing up, they support one another, facing teenage challenges, family pressures, and personal growth hand in hand. Together, they learn about forgiveness, resilience, and the power of choosing love over resentment. Even as they encounter obstacles that threaten to pull them apart, they hold tightly to the love they've built, finding strength in one another as they transition from teenage dreams to the realities of adulthood. Their story is one of unwavering loyalty, of two hearts choosing to rise above the weight of family history to create a love story all their own. ( THIS BOOK IS PURELY FICTION!! )

He turned a church girl into his personal freak.

" So why Jav a look pan you so"? asked Kelia. Something bout the way she asked it neva sit right with me, but me nah push it. Shuging my shoulders putting down my drink, I turned around and sure enough there he was staring at me. "Me no know" I answered I answered licking my lips tasting the alcohol again. "You no see how mamz come out tonight, Man probably in love to rass", Alia answered.

This Jamaican Love saga is based on a freshly new university graduate, seeking an opportunity to land a spot in a job in order to take her family out of the state they're in. Just in time she finds her dream man. A successful businessman and former don of the Kingston area. Read to know more! 🇯🇲❤️

"Dwvorn, mi a yuh secretary, yuh think it appropriate fi we a suck out tongue and a gwaan suh?" " Mi look like mi give a fuck wa people wa think?"