Description Jayla has spent years walking on eggshells in a relationship that looks perfect from the outside but feels like a prison behind closed doors. Trapped between obligation to her family and the control of a man who pays their bills, her dreams of freedom and love have faded into background noise. When her childhood crush, Shaq now a rising music producer returns to Jamaica, he awakens the part of her that still believes in more. With every beat he makes and every truth he speaks, Jayla finds herself remembering who she used to be before the fear, before the silence, before the bruises no one sees. But leaving isn't simple. Martin won't let her go easily. And the past has a way of showing up, especially when love starts looking real. Torn between survival and self-worth, loyalty and liberation, Jayla must decide: Will she keep living someone else's version of love or finally risk everything for her own? First love, last escape is a raw, emotional tale of healing, passion, and the power of reclaiming your voice when the world tells you to stay quiet.

My phone rings seeing zahirie's contact I don't answer but pressed declined, he calls two more times I declined each time Turning off my read receipts also. I search up a random video on Pinterest with a couple it looks like me but it's not "Enjoying my man's company," I post it turning my phone WiFi off closing my phone I placed it down Laying down i felt a rush of excitement . Getting up I went to the bathroom to brush my teeth and get ready for bed I hum Alkaline: Thug loving before exiting the bathroom i smile dancing around. I jump at the figure on my bed i touch the light switch "JESUS!," I exclaimed seeing an angry zahirie sitting on my bed with my phone in his hand. His eyes are red and low, he smells like a mixture of weed and expensive cologne Holding my chest as my heart pounds I don't move towards him. Getting up he comes over to me He grabs me by my throat not hard but so that I can feel a bit pressure "Who yah fuck wid,?" He asks his deep voice sending chills up my spine and down to my coochie. He reaches down touching my front He tilts his head "Betta," he says pulling away Weh him mean by dat? He grips my throat again giving me a look "Who dat yuh post,?" He asks as I don't answer he asks again this time voice getting deeper and grip tighter "A random video mi find," I say struggling to breathe he loosened his grip "Stop fuck wid mi yer," he says letting go of my neck moving towards the door "Suppose mi did ave man yah weh yuh woulda do,?" I ask he stopped turning towards me "Fuck around and find out," his tone is deadly and serious he sounds scary and the look on his face scares me "Turn on yuh WiFi and nuh decline man call ago call yuh as mi reach inna eh car doh mek eh phone ring out," he instructed leaving my room Not even a minute later he calls I answered on the first ring. His face comes in the camera as he smirks "Good girl," he stated driving off Wah kinda mad man dis mi go tek up pon mi head fada God?

A Don with no concept of what love entails stubbles upon a Nurse who sets his heart straight.

"Drop it." He whispered and I shook my head. He smiles and reaches down to hold it. Same time as I let it go, there goes the towel as it fell to the floor. Pointing right at me is a monstrous thing with angry veins that prove its strength. What my eyes were caught on next was a shiny metal running through the very top of the pink head. "Bloodclaat!" I jumped back and he laughed. Him big! Big big.

The simplest things in life are sometimes the hard thing to remember. DO YOU REMEMBER? Let's take a drive with Zonnique Street and Ky'mari McFord, two young adults from different backgrounds. She makes the best of life but he makes fun of life. With a family full of secrets and rules he finds fun in playing games and with her life filled with chaos she is guarded. They both add something to each other's life... Opposite Attracts.

Asia Wright has always been there for her best friend Aurora in more ways than one. When her best friends family secrets come out and family she didn't know she had, she gets wrapped up in Aurora's boyfriends son Alonzo and Aurora's uncle Lail. And she makes it clear she wants both of them. Book 3 of the Geniuses and Genetics book. You cannot read this as a stand alone you will be confused as hell.

Aurora King, a 25 year old content single mom, who has just work her way up the nursing latter to D.O.N. Gets unknowingly wrapped up in her baby daddy's gambling debt leading her to meet Matteo Moretti, the Don of the Italian mafia. Matteo takes an immediate liking to Aurora leading him to uncover her family secrets she didn't know existed.

ғʀɪᴇɴᴅs ᴛᴏ ʟᴏᴠᴇʀs ᴄᴀɴ ʙᴇ ᴀ ᴛʀɪᴄᴋʏ ᴛʜɪɴɢ, ᴄᴀɴ ᴛʜᴇsᴇ ᴛᴡᴏ sᴛᴀɴᴅ ᴛʜᴇ ᴛᴇsᴛ ᴏғ ᴛɪᴍᴇ, ᴏʀ ᴡɪʟʟ ᴀ ᴛʜɪʀᴅ ᴘᴀʀᴛʏ ʟᴇᴛ ᴛʜᴇᴍ ᴄʀᴜᴍᴘʟᴇ ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ ᴡɪɴᴅ?

She was trained to uphold the law. He was born to break it. Naiari never wanted to walk the same path as her father, the Deputy Commissioner of Police, but becoming an officer gave her purpose. Zayvion never asked to lead March Pen's most feared organization. But with his brother locked away, the weight of the empire falls on his shoulders. Cold, calculated, and unchallenged, until Naiari crashes into his world, unafraid and unbroken. She wants justice. He wants revenge. But neither expected the fire that would spark between them. In a city where loyalty is a currency and betrayal runs deep, love is the most dangerous weapon of all.

From Disdain to Desire is a captivating spin-off of the From Then Till Now series, centering on Shemar Dixon, Jubba's best friend, and Brianna Francis, Tricia's best friend. Brianna is a dedicated doctor, while Shemar is a globally celebrated dancehall artiste. Their connection is undeniable yet tumultuous, sparking intense clashes fuelled by their differences and the undeniable passion simmering beneath the surface. The story follows their journey through love, conflict, and self-discovery as they navigate the highs and lows of their relationship. Will they allow their differences to tear them apart, or will they embrace the fiery connection pulling them together? In the end, the choice between disdain and desire lies in their hands.