Single mother Cassidy has been through a whole lot and is finally getting her life together, dream job, her own growing company, husband( or so she thought), when walls came tumbling down and the type she least expected to be with, was the one who picked up and mend the broken pieces of her world.

Fourteen year old Tacion is a short dark skinned girl who had no interest in finding love but wishes to experience it one day. She only focuses on her work and her passion for dancing. One day, her bestie Akayla who has been in an eight month relationship with her boyfriend Dayquan, brought her to meet his friends. In her mind, all of them had looks, but only one caught her eye. Romari, a sixteen year old boy who attended Herbert Morrison Tech High School with his friends Ashawn and Dayquan who some girls "Whoring bwoy". When all three girls came over to them, he was only focused on one girl, Tacion. Will they end up together or will they live apart? Read this story and you will find out😊

*Being Edited*

you thought they were done? they're just getting started. After bring her son into the world, kelesi martin or the soon to be Mrs Mc'koy's life went completely down hill. Nonetheless, her fiancée, the father of her child (Nau'jour) and the Don of 3/4 of jamaica's parishes including now a small part of Greek, Omario Mc'koy fought alongside her to get their life back in place after they both face a great loss of his father(Blem) and her uncle(Steady). Due to some open wounds from their families dark past such as his grandfather's rival Bob. Anyways enough talking, Stay Tune to find out what happens next😅. -Mhaddkay.

A Jamaican love story/

"wah mek me one suh salt? how mi reach yah suh? kelesi weh yah do yah suh... how mi drop mi guard and fall in love wid a murderer?" come along with kelesi to experience with her how one boy changed her life completely. This is a Jamaican novel about a girl who fell in love with a killer risking everything she had. This is the beginning of a *Soul ties*.

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.

Armanii is Jamaica's newest dancehall star lighting up the charts and your TikTok feed, but don't get it twisted, he's over the "internet artiste" label and dead serious about proving he's the real deal. Behind the hype, the chains, and the stage lights? A man dealing with the cold, quiet side of fame. Then boom! Alisa Miller enters the chat. Straight out of New York, privacy and unbothered girl in her own lane. Love? Not on her to-do list. She's focused, intentional, and allergic to drama. So how do they end up next to each other on a flight to Jamaica? One little seat mix up and suddenly it's vibes, side-eyes, and unexpected sparks. She's not here for the noise, but Armanii? He's intrigued. One missed DM, one flight, and suddenly he's chasing more than just hit songs. Thing is, Alisa's quiet life and Armanii's loud world? Oil and water. Paparazzi, secrets, temptation, and trust issues? That's just Tuesday. But maybe, just maybe, the right kind of chaos can make the sweetest music. So buckle up because this love story is messy, magnetic, and way too real. And yuh see Armani and Alisa? Dem might just be each other's favorite Rough Patch.

When Shay decides to let loose and unwind for a night, her entire life changes and it's all because of one hard headed man. As they navigate the oncoming trials ahead will Shay and Isaiah be able to flourish or will they always just be a one rowdy night stand?

Xy-Monté Diari Taylor a prepossessing ,tenacious young girl, who strives to make a better living for her aunt and younger sister , dispite her age Xy has mature mindset and is the most hardworking person anyone could meet,doing all necessary and by all means to go through college as smoothly as possible, even if this means starving or working night shifts. The young girl had no intentions of meeting anyone or having any distractions but how can she avoid the eye candy\ 'charm' that ever girl seems to want? With pure hatred toward each other,the narcissist and bitter Kim Jae San(Jason) the Korean-Jamaican , 'chiney bwoy', left from Korea with his mom after causing a fight between his parents,Jason only wanted to get over with college while doing his job in fitness training , but it's as if the universe had other plans ,.. how can he hate her but cant get himself to leave her alone?. Will they by stand and ignore the looks of others and their families judgement of being from completely different racial backgrounds or will they give in to the societal norms? This is the the story of how Xy and the chiney bwoy CROSSED PATHS.