She was trained to uphold the law. He was born to break it. Naiari never wanted to walk the same path as her father, the Deputy Commissioner of Police, but becoming an officer gave her purpose. Zayvion never asked to lead March Pen's most feared organization. But with his brother locked away, the weight of the empire falls on his shoulders. Cold, calculated, and unchallenged, until Naiari crashes into his world, unafraid and unbroken. She wants justice. He wants revenge. But neither expected the fire that would spark between them. In a city where loyalty is a currency and betrayal runs deep, love is the most dangerous weapon of all.

"Uh look so like uh see duppy mumma. Or a uh reflection uh see?" Asked the driver, and I squinted as I tried to get a good look of his face, and he chucked and turned on the roof light when he realized, and I kissed my teeth and rolled my eyes when I saw who it was. "No. Just saw the devil himself." I replied and he laughed lowly. "So yah go come in or wah?" "Uh really expect me fi drive wid uh after uh threaten me weh night? Me good. Me will wait pan taxi." I said folding my arms stubbornly knowing damn well I would love the free ride. "My girl-" "Doh my girl mi." I cut him off, and he kissed his teeth lowering his hand brake. "Memba say a bad place uh inna yer and a night. The place unpredictable." "So are you. Mi will take the risk." "Cool." He said eyeing me up and down. "Weh yah look pan me fah?" "So mi can tell uh madda wah mi last see uh inna." He said before driving away while his tinted windows rolled back up. I kissed my teeth and rolled my eyes caz him really nah go fight me pan dis? Cool.

🇯🇲!! In this story, two teenagers meet by chance and instantly feel a spark that neither can ignore. As they spend more time together, sharing laughter, dreams, and insecurities, they realize their connection feels almost fated. But their budding romance hits a roadblock when they discover that their fathers were once bitter rivals. Despite this revelation, the two are determined not to let the past define their future. They refuse to carry the burden of their fathers' grudges, choosing instead to focus on their own bond and the special love they've found in each other. Through the highs and lows of growing up, they support one another, facing teenage challenges, family pressures, and personal growth hand in hand. Together, they learn about forgiveness, resilience, and the power of choosing love over resentment. Even as they encounter obstacles that threaten to pull them apart, they hold tightly to the love they've built, finding strength in one another as they transition from teenage dreams to the realities of adulthood. Their story is one of unwavering loyalty, of two hearts choosing to rise above the weight of family history to create a love story all their own. ( THIS BOOK IS PURELY FICTION!! )

He turned a church girl into his personal freak.

"Bredda stop fucking play wid mi yer" he used his index finger to push my head back. "Nuh my body?, I can do whatever I want with it" I fell back on the bed laughing. 'Uh love play wid uh life'. He took his gun off the nightstand and turn the safety off. "The moment uh agree fi be mi woman a di moment every part a uh become mines too" he rest the muzzle of the gun on my front then moved it up to my breast, he began using it to circle around my nipples then tapped it on my jaw lightly. "Doh fuck up" he warned and all I could do was nodded. Between my legs had become a waterfall.

WITH THIS 𝗜𝗟𝗟𝗘𝗚𝗔𝗟 𝗛𝗨𝗦𝗧𝗟𝗘, I'MA GET A BAG OR SIT INSIDE A CELL. - 𝗦𝗧𝗔𝗥𝗧𝗘𝗗 𝗝𝗔𝗡𝗨𝗔𝗥𝗬 𝟮𝟬𝟮𝟯- - 𝗘𝗡𝗗𝗘𝗗 - @𝗚𝗵𝗲𝘁𝘁𝗼𝗥𝗶𝗰𝗵 𝗖𝗼 💸

𝐋𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐜𝐚𝐧'𝐭 𝐜𝐮𝐫𝐞 𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐚𝐥 𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐬.

'𝐌𝐢 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐲𝐮𝐡 𝐝𝐞𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐯𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐦𝐢 𝐡𝐨𝐩𝐞 𝐬𝐞𝐡 𝐲𝐮𝐡 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐲'

'𝐌𝐢 𝐧𝐮𝐡 𝐬𝐨𝐟𝐭 𝐚 𝐝𝐢 𝐠𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐥 𝐝𝐞𝐦 𝐠𝐫𝐨𝐰 𝐦𝐢 𝐮𝐩 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐢𝐟 𝐦𝐢 𝐥𝐢𝐟𝐞 𝐭𝐨𝐨 𝐟𝐚𝐬𝐭 𝐦𝐢 𝐰𝐢 𝐬𝐥𝐨𝐰 𝐢𝐭 𝐝𝐮𝐧𝐠'

'𝐀𝐠𝐞 𝐚𝐢𝐧'𝐭 𝐧𝐮𝐧 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐚 𝐧𝐮𝐦𝐛𝐞𝐫'