Dear Readers, Have you ever had your entire life mapped out, only for one person to come along and set it on fire? Yeah, that's basically my story. I'm Kalise Palmer. A future neurosurgeon and part-time hairstylist from August Town with a love for cars, bikes, and staying far away from trouble, although... on second thought, I'll let you find that part out for yourself. My life was simple and going according to plan... until Karion "Masterpiece" Stone showed up. And, as if that wasn't bad enough, he just so happens to be my brother's best friend. Trust me, he's not the kind of man a girl like me should be interested in. Not only is he my brother's best friend, but he's also an elite hacker, a private assassin, and the leader of one of the most wanted gangs in the country. The gang goes by the name O Block, but no one knows he's the man calling the shots. He's carrying enough secrets to destroy my family. The worst part? I don't even know what those secrets are yet. But the deeper I fall for him, the more dangerous those secrets become. The worst part? He can't seem to stay away from me. It started with a haircut. One phone number. One appointment. One mistake. The closer I get to Karion, the harder it becomes to ignore the feelings growing between us. But loving a man like him comes with a price, and when I uncover a secret capable of destroying everything, I'm forced into a deadly game I never signed up for. Now, I'm caught between loyalty and betrayal, love and survival. And the scariest thing isn't the enemies coming for us. It's the possibility that I'd risk everything for him. Love, Kalise

What is wrong with him? I hate that he stares. I hate the feeling it gives me. It's unsettling... Blood rushes to my face... my head... It's... nauseating. And inconvenient. If he would just stop staring, I could get on with my life and my time here. So what if we've met before? He can continue to ignore me as he has been. I can do the same with no problem. None at all. I just... I want him to look away. I need him to. So I can breathe.

She runs a luxury beauty lounge. He runs routes in the NFL. When soleia Carter and Jeremiah smith cross paths, neither is looking for love - but the chemistry? Instant. She's not impressed by status. He's tired of women chasing his name. But the more they collide, the harder it gets to stay in their own lanes. Because some games aren't played on the field... and hearts don't always follow the rules. 🥇#1 in athlete 🥇#1 in latto 🥇#1 in black fiction 🥇#1 in Atlanta 🥇#1 in entrepreneur 🥇#1 in Jeremiah smith 🥈#2 in romance fiction #4 in urban fiction

When you have something you treat it good ~ summer Walker Fɪʀsᴛ ʙᴏᴏᴋ

"Whats wrong with you?" She asked. Leaning back in my chair I allowed the smoke to exit through my nose. Mi nuh know "Your sick Ai'janie!" She yelled walking away. Mi know

Tracy-ann was a 16yr old girl from Clarendon Jamaica, when she was 7 years old her father sent her to live with her mom in America due to the fact that they lived in a dangerous neighbourhood and he wanted her to live a normal safe life.. How ever Tracy-ann's mom passes away due to an illness..so she has to go back to Jamaica and live with her dad, stepmom and siblings.. She met a boy named malicai who was the Don of Clarendon's son he was next in line to take over his fathers role He was also a badman and a player who never had genuine feelings for a girl before.. Will that change when he meets Tracy-ann? Or will he not? Will they have a happy ending? SLOW UPDATES!¡!!!!!!¡!!!!!!!!!¡!

Moya is a young hairstylist balancing work and family.After watching an interview featuring rising dancehall artiste Pablo YG, she's left questioning whether his cryptic words were directed at her. Brushing it off as coincidence, she focuses on finishing her work until Pablo YG himself walks into her salon. With tension in the air and curiosity burning inside her, Moya is faced with the question: was she really the one he was talking about, or is she just another fan caught up in the hype? "Yuh see di browning a mi baby,a mi heart dat "🫶🏾. Y.G LOVING fi real!

Under construction! 🚧 Wrote this when I was thirteen published when I was fourteen as you can guess Errors all over! Bare with me

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