You've heard the classic tale-the good girl and the bad boy. The perfect, by-the-book girl who somehow finds herself tangled up with the rebellious guy from the wrong side of the track. But this story? This one's different. Reversed, even. It's the story of a good boy. Well-educated, focused, and molded by upper-echelon parents in the cool hills of Manchester. His path is clear, his future laid out with precision-right down to who should be part of it. Until she comes along. She's free-spirited-some might say wild. Directionless, unsure of what she wants-or so they think. But to him? She's not lost. She's uncaged. Untamed. A force who writes her own story and doesn't care what the world thinks. She's everything he never knew he needed. They're from two different worlds. Two different rhythms. But now, with their hearts caught in each other's orbit, the question is-will their worlds collide and crumble, or stand firm against whatever life throws their way? Mhm... walk this journey with me and find out.

"Comm check... Testing, one... two... Kwes Boaz speaking. ...you a hear me? Ah. You ever wake up and feel like something's...missing? That's my life. Seven years after. Now I'm back, but nothing's the way I left it. Not even me. Amnija happened right after. Or at least, I think she did. She slipped through the walls I built around my mind-how she even do that? Bagga ray she gwaan wid. Afi' give har, ar' props. She a live her life now still, but all I'm trying to do is find my way in it. Yaan'dastan? Yuh feel she can make some space fi mi doh? Yuh feel e' g have a chance? Jah... We're about to take off. Buckle up. Guess we're about to find out." Ranking🥇 #1 in St. James #1 in matrimony #1 in young author #1 in youngwriter #1 in youngwriterspize

"𝐒𝐭𝐚𝐥𝐤𝐲 𝐢𝐧𝐧𝐚 𝐲𝐮𝐡 𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐬 𝐚𝐠𝐚𝐢𝐧, 𝐰𝐢𝐜𝐤𝐞𝐝 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬, 𝐦𝐚𝐧 𝐚 𝐰𝐢𝐜𝐤𝐞𝐝 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐦𝐢 𝐰𝐢𝐜𝐤𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐧 𝐝𝐞𝐦." I built my career with my own two hands. No favors, no handouts, just talent and hustle. Then the millionaire King Bartley walked back into my life. A man with blood on his hands and revenge in his heart. He's fresh out of prison, and the whole city is on edge. But somehow, I'm the one caught in the crossfire. He says I'm safe with him. That he can give me the world. But a man like Trixx? He doesn't do love. He does obsession. And if I'm not careful, I'll mistake the cage he's building for a crown.

I held my head straight as I enter the shop ordered what I want then exit the shop. A dark blue crown pulled up infront of the boys and the don comes out after putting the car in park. I cross the streets and held my head straight as I pass the group, I could feel eyes on me as I pass. " Psst thickaz, fawud yasso," The Don voice . my ears. I froze in my spot.

He turned a church girl into his personal freak.

Pictures not mine The story gets better the farther you go enjoy.

The Sequel to Burns&Bruises

NOT A LOVE STORY!