"Yuh too pretty fi be this bold," he said, backing me up against the wall, his voice deep asf wonder if him and Bayka a cousin. "And yuh too dangerous fi be this sweet," I whispered back, breathless. His hand gripped my waist. "Still never stop yuh from wanting mi 10 inch weh have u pan lockdown, eh?" I hated how right he was. He was rough, possessive, and cold to everyone else. But with me? This toxic Jamaican love story is between Talia and Malachi are two people who are perfect for each other with matching toxicity. Talia, the rich surgeon and Malachi the unofficial mayor of St. James bcz let's be real who would rlly fuck with him? Contains mature scenes, crime, violence, murders, cover ups, betrayal and unconditional love. Enjoyyy!

"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

Take me back to Georgia, back to Atlanta Funny how present turns past

- milk the game , teach it to my girl.

Briana has always grew up in a good Christian home, had great parents, and loving siblings, but everything changed after the death of her father who was shot and killed. After his incident people around her are starting to show their true colors, and their secrets are starting to slip out one by one. Just as Briana thought that things couldn't get any worse for her, she meets a boy named Dre who likes to play life by his own rules: shoot, or be shot at. She'll have to figure out what is more important to her at then end of the day; her life or someone else's. * Completed WARNING : This book is old so therefore, there may be immature thoughts, comments, and ideas stated in the reading. Book #2

Never will I again cherish friendship because not everyone is real enough to relate to the Alkaline song "After all". READ THE 📕📖📚!!!

short story.

Can your perspective on love change, or is it something that should stay the same? "Fuck all you niggas, all men are cheaters!" "Fuck all you hoes, everybody ani't shit!" "I love LOVE, an I'm waiting on my soulmate," "I believe in Love, but just not for me," Every one's perspective on love is different, but this story is about... Two people with opposite perspectives on love, come together, and complete change the way they perceive what love is...

"𝐼𝒻 𝐼 𝓌𝒶𝓃𝓉𝑒𝒹 𝓉𝑜 𝒷𝑒 𝓌𝒾𝓉𝒽 𝒶 𝒸𝒽𝑒𝒶𝓉𝑒𝓇, 𝐼 𝓌𝑜𝓊𝓁𝒹'𝓋𝑒 𝓈𝓉𝒶𝓎𝑒𝒹 𝓌𝒾𝓉𝒽 𝓂𝓎 𝑒𝓍" A Jamaican Story! Written in Standard English and Jamaican Patois Read to find out more!!!!!!

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