"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.

FOLLOW MY TIKTOK @ughtiia and @tiiagem Kelani Zariyah Reid , a 16 year old that attends Queens High School that has her standards but suddenly met a Jamaican Don called "Shotta" what will happen between them. "Will she give in to him?" Or "is it going be complicated for the both of them?"

17year old jasmine or as they call her dess/destiny has a crush on the most notorious heartless don known as Xavier or as they call him killa/don. Jasmine got her crush yes but what will the obstacles be between those two. Putting a smile on my face before I entered the house I walked in and everywhere was pitch black. Silently walking in the living room trying to not make any noise the light suddenly came on, Frighten I turned around to see Xavier sitting on the single sofa with a bottle of Hennessey drinking while looking at me. "𝚆𝚎𝚑 𝚢𝚊𝚑 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚎 𝚏𝚛𝚘𝚖 𝚍𝚎𝚜𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝙽𝚞𝚑 𝚋𝚊𝚍𝚍𝚊 𝚕𝚒𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝚖𝚒", he glared at me putting down the bottle " 𝚊 𝚖𝚒 𝚏𝚊𝚍𝚍𝚊 𝚖𝚒 𝚐𝚘 𝚕𝚘𝚘𝚔 𝚏𝚊𝚑 𝚋𝚋𝚣", I laughed nervously at him taking off my shoes "𝙲𝚘𝚖𝚎 𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎", he took his gun from his waist putting it on the center table Walking towards him with sweaty palms and a fast beating heart wondering if he found out about what I did. " 𝚢𝚞𝚑 𝚎𝚗𝚓𝚘𝚢 𝚢𝚞𝚑 𝚜𝚎𝚕𝚏", "𝚆𝚊𝚑 𝚞 𝚊 𝚝𝚊𝚕𝚔 𝚋𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚋", I said my eyes never leaving him as he stoop before me. Looking at me dead in the eyes "𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚎 𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚋", he smiled Gripping me by the neck he whispered " 𝚃𝚎𝚔 𝚘𝚏𝚏 𝚢𝚞𝚑 𝚌𝚕𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚜", will these two lovers get over their obstacles or will they let the obstacles get over them? There would be typos to be corrected but I will be fixing them once I'm finished with writing please to note this is my first time writing a story so bare with me thank you💋

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"Listen, mi anuh yuh b yer that." Mi tell him, artiste or not. . .mi just hate when men call mi Dat. "Why yaah behave suh strong? Think mi nuh know seh yuh love mi off? Mi see d way how yuh did a behave when mi did a perform." But wait- him full a ego eee. "Love off who? Numba one mi nuh know yuh and a the song them mi love not you." Cyaah mek the man know seh mi ago crazy ova him, that ago add to him ego. ~ ~ ~ This book is fictional and everything is from my own imagination. Disclaimer‼️ There are NO IMAGES in this book, so if you can't read book without images, this annuh fi yuh. . . 🏅Highest Ranking 🏅 #1 In Fictional- 19/01/2024 #1 In JamaicanAuthor-19/01/2024 #1 In Caribbean-31/01/2024

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"Kassauni, there is more to life than continuous pain and suffering. I am sure you know that, and no one is asking you to go through it alone," She told me. I took a long drag from the blunt and held it in my lungs before releasing it. "Whatever yah talk 'bout sound like a fairy tale and mi nuh want yuh feel like me is a problem fi yuh fix," I stated, staring into her eyes. She frowned, deeply. "You need to talk to someone, or me. I am here for you if you need anything." Her voice came out softer than usual. "Rosalia, left that. It nuh concern yuh," I told her. She hissed her teeth and slapped the blunt out of my hand. "Mi try talk to yuh, but if yuh nah go at least try to get help then mi nuh need fi deh here. Stay by yuhself since a that yuh fucking want." She turned and started walking away. // He was abandoned by his parents. Time and time again they let him down, not realizing that each time it was draining him. He isn't the most sentimental guy, probably one of the most nonchalant and controlling people you've ever met. She was sweet and came from what people would call the perfect family. In a short time, she made him indecisive and question himself. Peeled away every armor he had shielding his insecurities. She broke him but stood by him while he rebuilt himself into a better man. The man he always wanted to be. The man he knew she deserved. _______________________________ - Mature Content (18+) - Violence

Jordin Blake is a Jamaican teen living in the parish of St.Catherine and attending the prestigious St. Jago High School. Her last year was supposed to be an easy run through but things are always bound to be complicated. Rajauny Perkins, the new transfer student at St.Jago. Hard-headed and what some people would call a cruff. The unlikeness of both students is what pushes them together, but can Rajauny really handle Jordin, even with her current mental state? will they get what people call a "happy ending" ? ~ᴘᴀʀᴀᴅɪꜱᴇ ʀᴏᴄᴋ

" a wah " me say with attitude Him shake him head and smile " so me cah look pan yuh " " no " I said looking at him up and done and not In a nice way either After wasting two years of her life with her ex-boyfriend kaheel, Aharia has made up her mind that she's going to do her And do it single but what happens when she meets zayden , the Jamaican Don who easily paves his way in to her Him humble , she fulla a attitude , him no take chat and he's determined to get anything weh him want Just watch when the two a dem lick head no Chubble!