Rising dancehall star Skippa, renowned for his soul-stirring lyrics, ascends to fame, revealing the authentic stories behind his songs to an ever-growing fan base. But amidst the chaos, he meets Ny'Ava, an 18-year-old who knows little about his world of fame and music. Her genuine nature and lack of interest in his celebrity status captivate him, a stark contrast to the attention he's accustomed to. Intrigued, Skippa sets his sights on Ny'Ava, but their love is fraught with challenges. Betrayal, heartache, loss, and trauma threaten to tear them apart. As they navigate the turbulent landscape of their relationship, they must confront their deepest fears and vulnerabilities. Will Skippa and Ny'Ava overcome the darkness that surrounds them, or will their love succumb to the pressures of fame, expectation, and past demons?

"Lia stop fuck round wid mi bredda...right now yah mek mi head chip!"he yells. "Weh mi a do?..no you seh a did just wah one night thing!"i said sarcastically. " Yuh know seh yah fucking get on top a mi nerves,"he says grabbing my hand. "Or yuh just cyah keep yuh hand off a mi body," I said pulling away my hand. Watch as the playboy slowly falls in love with the school nerd,when he discovers how dirty she can actually get.

Shakira & Zidane 🤞🏽🇯🇲 "Mi seh come inna di car," he repeated, his tone sharp and commanding. I stopped in my tracks, frozen by the tension. I could feel Austin's gaze burning into the side of my face. Mi weak out "W-we're... I stammered, suddenly flustered, "We're going to get food." "Mi will buy food fi yuh, go inna the car" he told me again. Kmt mi cyah bother enuh Maybe

When a self-made beauty boss tries to leave her toxic past behind, she crosses paths with New York's most feared kingpin who's already decided she'll be his, whether she's ready or not.

"A wahm to deh bumboclaat bwoy yah man me seh fi let me guh!" I shouted at him. He stood there looking at me with a smirk on his face. "Chawgi me seh me want yuh and a yasso yah tan...tap eh bumboclaat noise a me fucking head nuh melia!" He spoke in an irritated tone. "A who yuh feel like yah chat to suh dranko? I ask, growing more and more furious seeing that he was not going to let me out. ~ NB: THIS BOOK IS PURELY FICTION AND HAS NOTHING TO DO WITH THE LIVES OF THE CHARACTERS NAMES THAT I'VE USED!!!

𝒚𝒂𝒗𝒆 𝒂 𝒍𝒊𝒄𝒆𝒏𝒔𝒆 𝒇𝒊𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒎? 𝒚𝒂𝒗𝒆 𝒂 𝒎𝒊𝒍𝒍𝒊𝒐𝒏 𝒅𝒐𝒍𝒍𝒂? 𝒚𝒂𝒗𝒆 𝒔𝒆𝒄𝒖𝒓𝒊𝒕𝒚? 𝒚𝒖𝒉 𝒏𝒐 𝒇𝒓𝒂𝒊𝒅.

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?

" Yuh feel yuh likkle lyrics can work pan mi?" " Think a song this mi aguh want yuh fi real"

Moving to the innercity of Jamaica is not something that any "country" girl is prepared for. Especially this feisty introvert. She had always been digusted by the "cruffs" who call themselves "badman". Hell, she's disgusted by men in general! "Nuh mix with dutty bungle", we always hear.... but I think we all know this: life doesn't always go exactly how we plan it.