Tahje Love Walker is a 24-year-old cardiothoracic surgeon from the small community of Vanity Fair, Linstead. She grew up living a normal life with her parents and a sister close to her age. For most of her life, Tahje dreamed of becoming a lawyer, but everything changed when her mother was diagnosed with a serious heart condition. Determined to save people like her mother, Tahje shifted her focus and worked tirelessly, with the unwavering support of her parents, to achieve her new goal. Years passed, and now she is one of the top cardiothoracic surgeons at Kingston Public Hospital. Ashtrey Ja'ior Kestrel, a notorious 20-year-old contract killer, also grew up with a normal life. However, as the saying goes, friends can lead you astray, and that's exactly what happened to him. Known for his ruthless precision and multiple run-ins with the police, Ashtrey has somehow managed to avoid punishment time and time again. Whispers of corruption, police ties, and bloody payoffs follow him everywhere he goes. He is not someone who takes losing lightly, especially when it comes to what or who captures his attention. When Tahje and Ashtrey's worlds collide, secrets will unravel, loyalties will be tested, and their lives will change forever. Will they find a way to trust each other despite their differences, or will their collision lead to destruction for them both?

"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.

Desperate to escape the crushing weight of college debt, family finance struggles and the torturing expectations and threats from parents. De'Nayah, Gisselle and Jessianne teams up together to survive the grind of campus life and city nights. What begins as a way to make ends meet soon spirals into a dangerous game of money, power, and control. Armed with wit, beauty, and De'Nayah's knowledge of drugs, the girls learn how to turn men into prey and secrets into currency. But the higher they climb, the closer they get to Ghost, the most feared drug lord in Jamaica and the ruthless owner of the clubs that becomes their hunting ground. Ghost doesn't just want a cut of their hustle. He wants dominance. He wants obedience. And in the girls hustling tactics , he sees more than just profit, he sees fire, temptation, and a challenge he can't resist. As the stakes rises, De'Nayah, Giselle and Jessianne becomes trapped in a dangerous web of money, drugs and manipulation. Despite Ghost's ruthless business tactics, complicated presence evokes a fiery, toxic attraction that D'Nayah can't ignore. Torn between her desire for freedom and the temptations of Ghost's world, De'Nayah, Giselle and Jessiane must decide just how far they are willing to go to survive in a world where trust is fleeting and love is even more dangerous because in this love affair everything has a price. Read To find how this toxic love goes ‼️

She was young, naive, from the streets, and thought she had found her savior. Kymani promised her luxury, protection, and a life she could only dream of. But his world had rules she couldn't read, games she couldn't win, and parties drenched in power, temptation, and secrets. One step into the Freak-Offs, and she realized the man she trusted wasn't saving her - he was controlling her, bending her desires, making her crave the very things she swore she'd never touch. Every whisper, every brush of his hand, every heated glance pulled her deeper into obsession, betrayal, and lust. Glamour and danger collided, and she couldn't escape... even if she wanted to.

***A JAMAICAN ROMANCE NOVEL**** Giovanni, The Biggest Jamaican Crime Lord and Zeniyah, The Daughter of a Billionaire, who died with a promise to Giovanni's parents. A promise that would change both their lives. Marriage. Click '+' to find out more about Giovanni and Zeniyah's story.

I'm a sophisticated women along side being an entrepreneur.. I have very high standards and seemingly go after a man in a tie or a doctors coat ..even someone who owns their own business .. so why is it that ever since a man who kills ruthlessly crosses my path , takes my heart just by giving me one look? Why do I find myself at this man's mercy ? After all he wears a rifle not a tie.

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𝖲𝗁𝖾 𝗐𝖺𝗇𝗍𝖾𝖽 𝖺 𝗐𝖺𝗒 𝗈𝗎𝗍. 𝖨𝗇𝗌𝗍𝖾𝖺𝖽, 𝗌𝗁𝖾 𝗌𝗍𝖾𝗉𝗉𝖾𝖽 𝗂𝗇𝗍𝗈 𝖺 𝗅𝗂𝖿𝖾 𝗐𝗁𝖾𝗋𝖾 𝗇𝗈𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗐𝖺𝗌 𝗋𝖾𝖺𝗅 𝗇𝗈𝗍 𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗅𝗈𝗏𝖾 𝗌𝗁𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝗈𝗎𝗀𝗁𝗍 𝗌𝗁𝖾 𝖿𝗈𝗎𝗇𝖽. 𝖳𝗂𝖺𝗇𝖺 𝖬𝗒𝗅𝖾𝗌 𝗐𝖺𝗌 𝗌𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗇𝗍𝖾𝖾𝗇 𝗐𝗁𝖾𝗇 𝗌𝗁𝖾 𝗐𝖺𝗅𝗄𝖾𝖽 𝗈𝗎𝗍 𝗈𝖿 𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝗁𝗂𝗀𝗁 𝗌𝖼𝗁𝗈𝗈𝗅 𝗎𝗇𝗂𝖿𝗈𝗋𝗆 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗂𝗇𝗍𝗈 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖿𝗅𝖺𝗌𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗅𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍𝗌 𝗈𝖿 𝖢𝗅𝗎𝖻 𝖬𝗂𝗋𝖺𝗀𝖾. 𝖶𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗌𝗍𝖺𝗋𝗍𝖾𝖽 𝖺𝗌 𝗈𝗇𝖾 𝗐𝗂𝗅𝖽 𝗇𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍 𝖻𝖾𝖼𝖺𝗆𝖾 𝖺 𝗁𝖺𝖻𝗂𝗍 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗇 𝖺 𝗁𝗎𝗌𝗍𝗅𝖾. 𝖳𝗁𝖾𝗋𝖾, 𝗌𝗁𝖾 𝗆𝖾𝖾𝗍𝗌 𝖱𝗂𝖼𝗈 𝖲𝖺𝗏𝖺𝗀𝖾, 𝖺 𝗌𝗆𝗈𝗈𝗍𝗁-𝗍𝖺𝗅𝗄𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖻𝗎𝗒𝖾𝗋 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝗆𝗈𝗋𝖾 𝗌𝖾𝖼𝗋𝖾𝗍𝗌 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗇 𝗌𝗆𝗂𝗅𝖾𝗌. 𝖧𝖾'𝗌 𝗀𝗈𝗍 𝗆𝗈𝗇𝖾𝗒, 𝗉𝗈𝗐𝖾𝗋, 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝖺 𝗉𝗋𝗈𝗆𝗂𝗌𝖾: "𝖸𝗈𝗎'𝗅𝗅 𝗇𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗋 𝗁𝖺𝗏𝖾 𝗍𝗈 𝗌𝗍𝗋𝗎𝗀𝗀𝗅𝖾 𝖺𝗀𝖺𝗂𝗇." 𝖡𝗎𝗍 𝗅𝗈𝗏𝖾? 𝖳𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗐𝖺𝗌𝗇'𝗍 𝗉𝖺𝗋𝗍 𝗈𝖿 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖽𝖾𝖺𝗅. 𝖮𝗋 𝗐𝖺𝗌 𝗂𝗍? 𝖶𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝖻𝖾𝗍𝗋𝖺𝗒𝖺𝗅 𝖼𝗅𝗈𝗌𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗂𝗇 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝗈𝗅𝖽 𝗅𝗂𝖿𝖾 𝖼𝗋𝗎𝗆𝖻𝗅𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖻𝖾𝗁𝗂𝗇𝖽 𝗁𝖾𝗋, 𝖳𝗂𝖺𝗇𝖺 𝗆𝗎𝗌𝗍 𝖽𝖾𝖼𝗂𝖽𝖾:

"Being with a God-fearing man who prays over you is beautiful... but when that same man got you calling on the Lord for a whole different reason in bed? That's a different kind of spiritual experience..." - Amerei

"Make we keep this professional then, yeah?" I nodded slowly, one hand in my pants pocket. "What?" Her brows creased. "I'll be your tutor and nothing else. Nuh need dis pan a personal level," I explained. Maybe it's for the best. And mi still a convince miself dat cause it still hurt me. Mi vex wid her... Wicked too. Cause she fuck up. She licked her lips and looked down at the desk before saying, "...but that isn't what I want. I have agreed to give you time." Time. Tsk. Tsk. Tsk. "Yuh nuh get fi choose that still eno. This is what I want and those are my boundaries. Respect them or find someone else fi tutor yuh, simple." I sighed, scratching my head. Mi just nuh wah di drama and foolishness. Or the back and forth. Cya dweet right now... Or at all. "You...changed," She said, looking at me. "Would'a seh di same bout you too... But change nuh too faze me still..." I shrugged my shoulders. // Liam was once a bright, joyful child until something shattered his world at just nine years old. Whatever happened that year left scars too deep to see, turning smiles into silence and laughter into rage. By fifteen, he was behind bars. Now eighteen, he's out with one last shot: six months to finish high school and finally leave his past behind. He's focused. Detached. Determined to stay invisible - no fights, no friends, no drama. Then he sees her. Kazierah. His childhood crush. His first kiss. The girl he never forgot. ...the one he never stopped loving even when he wanted to. She's changed too. She had more friends and she was more social than he remembered. They never dated, never made it official, but the connection between them always ran deep... too deep to ignore now. And as old feelings resurface, so do old questions - about the past, about that day he was taken away, and about why their paths are crossing again now, after everything. Some stories never really end. They wait. And this one is just beginning.