A Jamaican Love Story. N.B~ This story is purely fictional, the characters and the overall story isn't real and is based off my own imagination and personal experiences. Publish Date: January 06, 2023 End Date: August 15, 2023 I'm currently editing chapters so to re readers you might see a lot of changes🤍

19 year old Ka'Moura moved from her small community in St. Thomas called 'Stony Hill', where she was suffering from poverty, to start a new life...a better on in the city...In the town rather. Wah dem say when a country girl move to the city? 𝐂𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭𝐫𝐲 𝐂𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐬 𝐓𝐨 𝐓𝐨𝐰𝐧 Wanna know how her journey in the city goes? Read to find out. Highest Rankings🏆. #1 in teenauthour #1 in countrygirl #1 in jamaica

"mi a guh want yuh daughter" Shadon said Kristina mom sold Kristina to a Don Kristina's life was perfect until she migrated to England. Read the story to find out how her life ended!! Ig:@shesbree._

𝘾𝙖𝙨𝙚 𝙀𝙣𝙩𝙧𝙮 101: 𝐎𝐛𝐣𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐯𝐞: Destroy Tashot. Destroy the mother. Destroy the daughter. In a department where officers are trained to uphold the law - Marlon finds himself breaking it for one woman who could ruin everything.

It's an entirely new journey with all your favourite characters from 'Age Appropriate' but with a new plot and a few new faces as we embark upon yet another exciting journey. Prepare to face new obstacles, overcome heartbreaks and explore an entirely new world. This is another side to the book you all love and enjoy. This is 'Appropriately Hers' #1 in Safe Haven [25/07/24]

Book 2 in the Nasir Trilogy A short story which picks up many years later with a new generation of Nasir's. This story follows main leads, Azai Nasir and Sy'rai Wellington, who navigate young love and parental pushback. ... "Yuh know seh yuh daughter have boyfriend?" She asks daddy and he shakes his head, "Mommy mi nuh have nuh boyfriend" I defend and she hiss her teeth. "Suh weh hickey come from fi deh pan yuh neck?" She blurts out and I gauge daddy's reaction, turning a stern look at me I got nervous. "Sy'rai yuh have boyfriend?" #1 in Caribbean [18/07/24]

Book 1 in the Nasir Trilogy This story follows our main leads, Azim Nasir and Tyana Edwards on their journey of love, heartbreak, struggle and togetherness. What started as a simple interaction would lead to years of emotional and generational trauma. Highest Rank #1 Jamaicanlovestory #1 Jamaicanauthor #1 Patios

In a small Jamaican community, Xenia has always been the good girl, focused on school, family, and her faith. But when she meets Asire-a bold, streetwise "bad boy" with a magnetic charm-her world flips upside down. Drawn to his mystery and confidence, she finds herself wrestling with feelings she's been taught to resist. Torn between her beliefs and the thrill of new love, Xenia is forced to navigate the clash between her sheltered upbringing and the temptations of desire.

"Move from in front a mi," I say. But it comes out softer. Weaker. More honest than I intended. I'd be on the first plane out of here tomorrow. Nothing that we've said in the past twenty minutes would matter once I am on that plane. We are tied to each other, and our pasts don't have to intertwine any more than they already have. He doesn't move. I step sideways. He mirrors me, like he's tethered to the same gravity. "Kymani-" "Selah" My name in his mouth feels like a dare. A part of me wants it to feel like a promise. I shake the thought. After what feels like a standoff written in the marrow between us, he finally exhales and steps back. Barely. But enough. I don't waste it. I slip from his hold, my heartbeat pounding in my throat, in my ears, in the soles of my feet as I bolt toward the door. I leave him there. Leave the house. Leave the heat still burning between us. And I run. Fast, desperate, the same way I did the first time I left this place. The same way I survived. I don't look back. Not at him. Not at the house. Not at the version of myself that's still trembling inside those walls. Not anymore.

Even though I don't look up right away, I feel him. His presence shifts the air, makes it heavier, like the sky right before a storm. A shiver runs down my spine, but I shake it off. I can sense he's here to handle our unfinished business, and I know he won't hold his tongue this time, not without our audience from earlier to keep him in check. "Why yuh really come back Jodie?" He's blunt, as always, and I can tell he's revving up for a fight. Him lucky. "I love Ms. Iva and I respect her for what she does, but dem neva send yuh gah school fi sell yam dung a market...Why'd you leave Kingston?" "I told you already, I'm using my PTO Knox" I dispose of the water into the grass, setting the wash basin up against the tank. He scoffs. "Liad, yuh done tell dah one deh already, betta yuh come up wid a next one." His eyes are daring, challenging me to come clean, but I can't. "Why you cyaa juss believe me? What's so suspicious about me needing time away from work?" I push past him, not yet ready to dive so deep into the unknown. He grabs my wrist, pulling me into his chest and trapping me there. The warmth of him seeps into me, setting off a fire under my skin. He doesn't ease up, but the pressure does something to me that I can't shake. I tell myself to take a step back, create some space, but I don't. I won't. "Because me know yuh, Jodie. Better than I know myself. I know you..." He presses his index fingers to his heart, his breath shallow as it cascades across my collarbone. "I thought we were better than this, I thought we could tell each other anything" I shake my head, my eyes closing as I inhale his scent, it's uniquely him. It's dangerous how familiar it is, how it makes my chest ache. I hate him for making me feel like this, I hate myself for wanting to be even closer than we are now.