𝘔𝘦𝘦𝘵 𝘈𝘳𝘮𝘢𝘯𝘪𝘪, 𝘈 𝘵𝘢𝘭𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘨 𝘢𝘳𝘵𝘪𝘴𝘵 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘢𝘭𝘴𝘰 𝘢 𝘶𝘱𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘑𝘢𝘮𝘢𝘪𝘤𝘢𝘯 𝘋𝘰𝘯. 𝘞𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘩𝘦 𝘮𝘦𝘦𝘵𝘴 𝘢 𝘤𝘢𝘱𝘵𝘪𝘷𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘦𝘦𝘯𝘢𝘨𝘦 𝘨𝘪𝘳𝘭, 𝘈𝘳𝘮𝘢𝘯𝘪𝘪 𝘮𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘊𝘰𝘯𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘯𝘵 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘰𝘸𝘯 𝘲𝘶𝘪𝘳𝘬𝘴 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘭𝘪𝘮𝘪𝘵𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯𝘴 𝘵𝘰 𝘸𝘪𝘯 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘵. 𝘞𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘱𝘢𝘴𝘴𝘪𝘰𝘯 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘥𝘦𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯 𝘣𝘦 𝘦𝘯𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩 𝘵𝘰 𝘮𝘢𝘬𝘦 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘥𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘮𝘴 𝘢 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘭𝘪𝘵𝘺? 𝑭𝒆𝒆𝒍𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝑳𝒖𝒄𝒊𝒅 𝑪𝒖𝒔𝒔 𝑨𝒏 𝑨 𝑭𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕 𝑩𝒖𝒕 𝑨 𝑺𝒉𝒆 𝑯𝒊𝒎 𝑪𝒉𝒐𝒐𝒔𝒊𝒏𝒈!

Shakira & Zidane 🤞🏽🇯🇲 "Mi seh come inna di car," he repeated, his tone sharp and commanding. I stopped in my tracks, frozen by the tension. I could feel Austin's gaze burning into the side of my face. Mi weak out "W-we're... I stammered, suddenly flustered, "We're going to get food." "Mi will buy food fi yuh, go inna the car" he told me again. Kmt mi cyah bother enuh Maybe

"𝓗𝓮 𝔀𝓪𝓷𝓽𝓼 𝓵𝓸𝓿𝓮, 𝓫𝓾𝓽 𝓘 𝓬𝓻𝓪𝓿𝓮 𝓼𝓾𝓫𝓶𝓲𝓼𝓼𝓲𝓸𝓷" -Ace ~🇯🇲~...

"𝐋𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐥𝐚𝐬𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐨𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐞𝐫 𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐝𝐬, 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐟𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐡𝐚𝐝 𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐧𝐬" --🇯🇲-- 🥇ℋ𝒾𝓰𝒽ℯ𝓈𝓉 ℛ𝒶𝓃𝓀𝒾𝓃𝓰🥇 # 1 In 𝑻𝒆𝒆𝒏𝒘𝒓𝒊𝒕𝒆𝒓- 28/2/24 # 1 in 𝑷𝒂𝒕𝒐𝒊𝒔- 22/3/24

"Why do you keep staring?" She shifted uncomfortably, tucking the loose strand of hair behind her ear. "Just observing." I smirked to myself. "There is not that much to see," She said, brushing her face with the back of her hand. Cute... So innocent and polite. If only she could read my mind, to have the slightest idea of the things I could do to her. The things I wanted to do to her. Jah know. All I could think about was how much I want to fuck her. It doesn't have to be permanent but I want to. To see what she's like when she's loose. Wah know if she have a sexy pleasure face...or sound as sexy as she looks. Mi wah know what it takes to push her to her limit. I want to know what turns her on. I want to break her...ruin her, even. ~ A chance encounter between Jardani, a 22-year-old Harvard student from Jamaica, and Gabriella, a 20-year-old Afro-Puerto Rican waitress, sets off a chain reaction of passion and self-discovery. Jardani, still reeling from a past love he let go, finds himself drawn to Gabriella's innocence and resilience. As they navigate their whirlwind romance, Jardani must confront his past mistakes and confront the uncertainty of their future together. Can Gabriella trust a man who has loved and lost before, or will his past lies, deception and betrayal define their relationship?

"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.

" 𝘙𝘰𝘴𝘦𝘴 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘳𝘦𝘥, 𝘩𝘰𝘳𝘯𝘦𝘵𝘥 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘣𝘭𝘶𝘦 - 𝘐 𝘢𝘥𝘰𝘳𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘥𝘢𝘳𝘬𝘯𝘦𝘴𝘴 𝘢𝘴 𝘮𝘶𝘤𝘩 𝘢𝘴 𝘐 𝘢𝘥𝘰𝘳𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶 " 𖢇