🇯🇲!! Neveah Ashley Cole has spent her whole life being perfect. As a pastor's daughter, rules are not suggestions; they are expectations. Stay quiet. Stay obedient. Stay pure. Then she meets Kilian Shaw. Dangerous. Charming. Untouchable. Kilian comes from a world Neveah was raised to fear - a world of power, violence, and secrets buried deep in the shadows. He is everything she should avoid... yet the harder she tries to stay away, the harder he becomes to forget. What begins as tension turns into obsession. And the closer they get, the more their families' hidden past begins to unravel. Because their connection was never an accident. And some love stories were doomed long before they even began. Enjoy!! __________________________________________________________________________________ THIS BOOK IS PURELY FICTION.

"Love mi if yuh waan... but don't cry when it destroy yuh." Tahlia-Rae Blake had the kind of life girls would kill for. Uptown Kingston princess. Money. Power. Beauty. A last name that could silence a room. But pretty things break too. Behind the expensive smiles and gated mansion was a girl suffocating under rules, expectations, and family secrets ugly enough to ruin lives. Tahlia spent eighteen years being the perfect daughter. Until Nazir Johnson happened. Naz. Spanish Town's young don. Cold-hearted. Feared. Deadly. The kind of man people whisper about before lowering their voices. The kind of man mothers pray their daughters never meet. But the moment Tahlia steps into his world, she can't escape it. Not the bikes. Not the guns. Not the late-night drives through Kingston with danger breathing down their necks. And definitely not Naz himself. Because Nazir Johnson loves hard. Possessive hard. Violent hard. The type of love that leaves bruises on enemies and lipstick stains on cigarettes. What starts as a reckless obsession quickly turns deadly when turf wars explode across the city and enemies realize Tahlia is Naz's weakness. Suddenly, she's trapped between two worlds: the rich uptown life she was born into... and the bloody underworld she's falling in love with. Now bodies are dropping. Trust is disappearing. And loving Naz might be the biggest mistake of her life. But Tahlia has already learned something dangerous: Good girls don't survive men like Nazir Johnson. And she stopped wanting to be good a long time ago. #NoGoodTing - inked by Mowana

"Mi warn yuh - love mi, and it will kill yuh." Eighteen-year-old Tahlia Rae Blake is the golden girl of uptown Kingston - , perfect curls, and a last name that opens doors. But behind her family's guarded gates and Sunday smiles is a life choked by expectations, control, and secrets. She's tired of being the good daughter. Tired of playing perfect. Then she meets Nazir "Brickz" Johnson - the most feared name in Spanish Town's underworld. Cold. Charismatic. Deadly. He's everything her mother warned her about, and everything Tahlia can't seem to stay away from. What starts as a reckless thrill spirals into a dangerous obsession. Nasir gives her freedom, fire, and the kind of love that makes rules disappear. But loving him means shootouts, enemies, lies - and blood on the pavement. As turf wars erupt and betrayals close in, Tahlia has to face the truth: Is this love strong enough to survive the streets - or is she just another no good ting in the way?authoredbymowana

Two families, a forbidden romance, and a never ending war. Tanoi used to tolerate Imani just to hide her feelings for him, but he knew there was more to them than what meets the eye, he never stopped until he had her for himself. Even if it meant going against their families. Their families have been at war for years, but that doesn't stop them from falling in love with each other. An interaction that could not only harm themselves but harm the people around them, Imani and Tanoi try to keep their developing feelings under wraps but when both have no business entertaining the other nothing can stay hidden. Fatal Attraction. A Jamaican Romance Novel.

All I did was tell this man NO. He's rich, he's a Don, he could have anything and anyone he wanted but took a set on me because I told him no. It was like nobody had ever said that word to him, so now I have to suffer the consequences. At first I figured he would leave me alone, but I was so wrong, he made it his mission to get to me. I guess I was the only person to not give him whatever he wanted. Now mi trapped inna him world. "So yuh naah give me yuh name?" King questions, glancing at me from the driver's seat. "If yuh never know it before yuh naah go know it now" I retort sassily. He hums, "yuh fulla attitude though mumz". I stare outside the window, not giving him any attention now. All they asked him to do was take me home, he's here trying to have a conversation. Don't know who him think mi be, him nuh need fi know mi name. Thankfully, he kept quiet the rest of the ride. Hope mi nuh see him again.

I never cared what people thought about me. Not in Mango Valley. Not in church. Not anywhere. Then I met him. The pastor's son, everything I wasn't supposed to be drawn to. One project brought us together... and somehow, that was enough to change everything.

The war was over now, no more unnecessary blood shed, there was somewhat peace between both families. Now they were all trying to move past everything that happened. Navigating their lives after everything happened, Jhené and Dre thought that they could still live happily ever after, they thought they would still be the perfect people the other fell for from the start but with the trauma, the guilt and a new born baby, they had no idea what to really tackle first in this new life. When the person you love the most has a gun to your head, you'll have to pray the barrel is empty.

Asia-Naye here, I was the best in the game-slick, untouchable, and raking in cash from sweet-talking rich men over the phone and when it calls for, in person. Then one slip-up put me on the FBI's radar. Now I have a problem: work with them or kiss my freedom goodbye. Their terms? Pretend that I'm engaged to their top agent, Special Agent Kuran Minks, while he tries to protect me, I try to keep myself out of trouble. But by the looks of it, I bet he'll write me letters when I'm in prison. (From Minks, With Love) written by Dainiel Douglas/Prezii/Theebookgirly

She was an undoubtedly beautiful model. He was a foreign billionaire labeled as a "womanizer", until her. "Chérie listen to me, we are not finished, I was wrong earlier. It wasn't just sex" He started, "Mais ne me testez jamais comme vous l'avez fait là-bas ou je vais vous baiser dans la semaine prochaine" he softly put his hand around my neck and pushed me into the bookshelf [Translation: But never test me like you did out there or I'll fuck you into next week] "Okay" was all I could manage to say as my mind went blank, as I looked up and his lust filled eyes "Good, now strip and sit your pretty ass on my desk" He commanded. Started: April 2021 Finished: February 2022 *NOT EDITED*