"In the heart of a struggling city, a mother makes a heart-wrenching choice to ensure her child's survival. Forced into the shadows, she navigates the perilous world of desires, sacrificing her own well-being for her child's future. As she battles the stigma and dangers that come with her choices, she fights to protect her child from the harsh realities of their life. Through unexpected acts of kindness and the strength of her own spirit, she finds a path towards redemption and a chance at a better life. Yet, the scars of her past linger, creating new challenges as she tries to build a stable future for her child. This is a story of resilience, sacrifice, and the enduring power of a mother's love. It explores the complexities of survival, the impact of choices, and the hope for a brighter tomorrow, even when the past refuses to fade away."

"Remember me?" - Shannakay williams

Two young, free spirits live by one rule: love is a losing game. They chase thrill, freedom, and everything life can give...just never each other. But when friendship turns into undeniable chemistry, the rules blur, and the very thing they've sworn off might be the only risk worth taking.

"BROKEN,BUT NEVER BEYOND HEALING"

Kylah Stone has one goal: excel in her career as a doctor without distractions. Focused, ambitious, and determined, she never expected love to find her. Then she meets Duwayne Virgo, a captivating, older ex-soldier turned successful businessman. He's everything she could want: protective, attentive, and dangerously irresistible. But Duwayne carries secrets, and the closer Kylah gets, the more she realizes that loving him comes with a price. Passion turns to obsession. Trust becomes betrayal. And what started as a whirlwind romance could leave her heart completely shattered. Will Kylah survive the man she's fallen for, or will Duwayne prove that some love are just too dangerous to handle?

18 year old Seven is the pride of 12th Street. With a 4.0 GPA, a clean record, and a future that stretches far beyond the projects, she's the "good girl" everyone points to. She lives her life by the book, tucked safely behind the protection of her brother, Serge, and the iron gate of her porch. She's a goldfish in a shark tank, and she knows it. But the walls Serge built are starting to feel thin. Ghost is the first crack in her foundation. He's Serge's right hand, a man who has known Seven since she was in pigtails. He's respectful, steady, and moves through their house with a silent, predatory grace. He knows the "don't touch" policy better than anyone, but the way he watches her from the kitchen door tells a different story. He's the familiar danger, the one who's always there, whispering that he sees the woman she's becoming. Then there is Lucky. If Ghost is the fire, Lucky is the cold, dark eclipse. As the man who runs the neighborhood, he doesn't come inside, and he doesn't play by anyone's rules, not even Serge's. He doesn't talk much. He doesn't have to, his presence is a loud enough statement. Seven is caught in the crosshairs of two different kinds of power. One man is her brother's best friend who respects the house, the other is the street legend who intends to own it. On 12th Street, loyalty is everything... but some temptations are worth the war.

She was soft-spoken. A good girl with quiet eyes and a clean heart. He was the reason Kingston stayed awake at night. Loud. Ruthless. Blood on his name. When his enemies put a target on her back by mistake, he had no choice but to protect the quiet girl he never noticed before. Now she's moaning his name with a gun under the pillow... and hearing every whisper of sin in his world. But how do you run from a man who doesn't even know how to love without letting him destroy you first?

I heard him chuckle. "Oh. Yuh vex because mi nuh reply to yuh message?" My head snapped around so quick to look at this fool, seeing him standing there with a nonchalant look on his face. I had to mentally coach myself to swollow the 'suck yuh mada' that was on the tip of my tongue. "Fuck you."

"Your first love isn't always the first person you kiss,or the first person you date.Your first love is the person you will always compare everyone to.The person that you will never truly get over,even when you've convinced yourself you've moved on."

❝Baby I don't need a man, I need Dinero & a tan!❞-Taj Romaé *** "...if yuh nuh name Dinero den mi nuh want yuh,"I say sassily. He chuckles. "Den how you a pree me so?" his husky voice ask as he makes slow strides towards me. "You're in my personal space," I snap and he seems to be impressed by my attitude. I feel my knees weaken as he approaches me with lustful eyes. Then he leans down closing me in as he rest both hands beside me. His hot breath tickles the side of my neck as he whispers, "Nuttn' nuh wrong if we get personal b." *** Get ready for this heated romance, I'm ready. Are you? #1 Caribbean #1 Boujie #1 Youngwitersprize #1 Materialism #1 newwriter #1 jamaicanwriter #1 Fancy #2 Jamaica