He only offered silence and smooth turns. But somewhere between late-night pickups and quiet glances in the rearview, a young woman with big dreams finds herself falling for the last man anyone would expect.

𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘵𝘪𝘮𝘦𝘴, 𝘮𝘪 𝘸𝘪𝘴𝘩 𝘭𝘪𝘧𝘦 𝘸𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥𝘢' 𝘣𝘦𝘵𝘵𝘢, 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘢 𝘯𝘰𝘸 𝘮𝘪 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘴 𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥𝘢' 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘴𝘦.

𝙽𝚘𝚝 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚢𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚗𝚎𝚎𝚍𝚜 𝚝𝚘 𝚋𝚎 𝚜𝚊𝚒𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚋𝚎 𝚏𝚎𝚕𝚝.

"Sir why are you always so interested in what I'm doing...Dont you have other students to tend to?" Wynter asked as she clinged to the books in her hands, Mr. Raines chuckled as his eyes scanned his favorite student. It was never his plan to fall for her. In fact he had no intention of falling for any woman anytime soon; due to him having his fair share of them all. In other words he didn't want anything that he would have to commit to, right now that is... Somehow as soon as Wynter stepped into his classroom she changed his mind by just a simple gesture. How could I fold so easily? he thought... "Love looks not with the eyes, but with the mind, and therefore is winged Cupid painted blind." He thinks out loud with a smirk on his face. Wynter furrows her brows in confusion as she listens to the words that sound like a foreign language to her ears. She tilts her head looking at him, thats when he chuckles, and says, " Find out what that means by the next class, then yuh nah guh be suh confused." For awhile she was silent, as her eyes scanned him, then she replied, "Yes Mr Raines." ---------------------- A Jamaican love tale about a lecturer falling for his student... Read to find out how it will all unfold. 🇯🇲🇯🇲🇯🇲🇯🇲 ♡︎ The gifted collection ♡︎

"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.

EST. 2024 JAMAICAN STORY🇯🇲 The story of 21-year-old Talia Rainford, who left her abusive boyfriend and believed she was done with relationships, only to encounter the don who made her reconsider. In order to find out how she overcome the obstacles she faced in life, read on.

Honestly, mi feel like mi too young fi have dem kinda man problem yer. Because all now mi cyaa leff di bwoy. Ah mussi tie him tie mi. I hear the driver's side door open and I flash open my eyes to see Micheal coming into the driver's seat. He doesn't say anything as he pulls out his phone to connect it to the car. Without warning he starts the car and pulls out of the driveway, adjusting his seatbelt as he turns onto the street. "Noelle, mi honestly nuh inna di bagga chatting right now, so it better if mi juss carry yuh back a yuh aunty yaad" his voice is low and I could hear his annoyance and anger in every word. "Mi nuh know why yuh so angry Micheal...but yea bring mi back ah mi yaad because mi nuh waan deh roun yuh right now" I say turning my head to look out the window, crossing my arms in the process. "Eeeh? A suh it aguh go?" he asks with an emotionless stare. "Bet" He starts to speed up the car, turning up the music on the stereo as he overtook the car in front of us. Fada God please don't mek this man run we off ah the road and kill we.

The simplest things in life are sometimes the hard thing to remember. DO YOU REMEMBER? Let's take a drive with Zonnique Street and Ky'mari McFord, two young adults from different backgrounds. She makes the best of life but he makes fun of life. With a family full of secrets and rules he finds fun in playing games and with her life filled with chaos she is guarded. They both add something to each other's life... Opposite Attracts.

"𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘪𝘵'𝘴 𝘴𝘰 𝘧𝘶𝘤𝘬𝘦𝘥 𝘶𝘱 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘪'𝘮 𝘨𝘭𝘢𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘣𝘦 𝘢 𝘫𝘶𝘯𝘬𝘪𝘦."

𝘩𝘦 𝘮𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘴𝘵𝘰𝘯 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘩𝘰𝘱𝘦𝘴 𝘰𝘧 𝘧𝘪𝘯𝘥𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘣𝘦𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘰𝘱𝘱𝘰𝘳𝘵𝘶𝘯𝘪𝘵𝘪𝘦𝘴. 𝘴𝘩𝘦'𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘮𝘱'𝘴 𝘥𝘢𝘶𝘨𝘩𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘵𝘶𝘦𝘯𝘤𝘺 𝘩𝘦 𝘮𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰. 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘺'𝘳𝘦 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘮 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘱𝘭𝘦𝘵𝘦𝘭𝘺 𝘥𝘪𝘧𝘧𝘦𝘳𝘦𝘯𝘵 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘭𝘥𝘴, 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘩𝘰𝘸, 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘤𝘰𝘭𝘭𝘪𝘥𝘦 𝘪𝘯 𝘢 𝘸𝘢𝘺 𝘯𝘰 𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘴𝘢𝘸 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘨.