My phone rings seeing zahirie's contact I don't answer but pressed declined, he calls two more times I declined each time Turning off my read receipts also. I search up a random video on Pinterest with a couple it looks like me but it's not "Enjoying my man's company," I post it turning my phone WiFi off closing my phone I placed it down Laying down i felt a rush of excitement . Getting up I went to the bathroom to brush my teeth and get ready for bed I hum Alkaline: Thug loving before exiting the bathroom i smile dancing around. I jump at the figure on my bed i touch the light switch "JESUS!," I exclaimed seeing an angry zahirie sitting on my bed with my phone in his hand. His eyes are red and low, he smells like a mixture of weed and expensive cologne Holding my chest as my heart pounds I don't move towards him. Getting up he comes over to me He grabs me by my throat not hard but so that I can feel a bit pressure "Who yah fuck wid,?" He asks his deep voice sending chills up my spine and down to my coochie. He reaches down touching my front He tilts his head "Betta," he says pulling away Weh him mean by dat? He grips my throat again giving me a look "Who dat yuh post,?" He asks as I don't answer he asks again this time voice getting deeper and grip tighter "A random video mi find," I say struggling to breathe he loosened his grip "Stop fuck wid mi yer," he says letting go of my neck moving towards the door "Suppose mi did ave man yah weh yuh woulda do,?" I ask he stopped turning towards me "Fuck around and find out," his tone is deadly and serious he sounds scary and the look on his face scares me "Turn on yuh WiFi and nuh decline man call ago call yuh as mi reach inna eh car doh mek eh phone ring out," he instructed leaving my room Not even a minute later he calls I answered on the first ring. His face comes in the camera as he smirks "Good girl," he stated driving off Wah kinda mad man dis mi go tek up pon mi head fada God?

After being brutally violated by a coworker's friend in what may have been a cruel setup orchestrated by her colleagues, a young woman is left shattered and without justice. Despite months of hospital visits and emotional torment, her quest for revenge consumes her. But when her path leads her to fall for a man, she is horrified to discover he's the best friend of the very person she's been hunting. Plagued by panic attacks and haunted by her trauma, she must decide whether to continue her pursuit of vengeance or to embrace love, even if it means tearing herself apart in the process. After a year of failed attempts to exact justice, she returns to her job at the hotel, where fate introduces her to the man who unknowingly stands between her and her dark past. But when she finally reveals the truth, he faces his own dilemma - protect his best friend or confront the monster she claims him to be. As the weight of her miscarriage and physical scars press down on her, the lines between justice, revenge, and love blur. In the end, blood is spilled, but the question remains: will her broken heart find peace, or will revenge claim everything?

"If me cyah get yuh back ?? Mi kill yuh man infront a yuh suh you choose" He sat down smoking while his hand rested on his glock . ....... Read to find out more

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"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

Honey, a 19-year-old survivor of unimaginable abuse, escapes her Palm Beach household with stolen cash from her father, seeking refuge in her ancestral homeland, Jamaica. Though free, the emotional wounds she carries run deep. In Jamaica, Honey's path collides with Zavire, aka 'Silas' or 'Trigga', a powerful figure with a legacy of underground businesses. Drawn to his enigmatic world, Honey becomes entangled in his operations. Silas, captivated by Honey's innocence, is torn between his desire to corrupt and protect her. As they navigate their combustible attraction, secrets and lies threaten to destroy their bond. Will Honey and Silas overcome their troubled pasts and forge a future together, or will their secrets tear them apart? Redo and remove the tattoo

𝒚𝒂𝒗𝒆 𝒂 𝒍𝒊𝒄𝒆𝒏𝒔𝒆 𝒇𝒊𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒎? 𝒚𝒂𝒗𝒆 𝒂 𝒎𝒊𝒍𝒍𝒊𝒐𝒏 𝒅𝒐𝒍𝒍𝒂? 𝒚𝒂𝒗𝒆 𝒔𝒆𝒄𝒖𝒓𝒊𝒕𝒚? 𝒚𝒖𝒉 𝒏𝒐 𝒇𝒓𝒂𝒊𝒅.

"𝐇𝐞'𝐬 𝐭𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐛𝐥𝐞, 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐦𝐚𝐲𝐛𝐞 𝐡𝐞'𝐬 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐭𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐛𝐥𝐞 𝐈 𝐧𝐞𝐞𝐝." I'm Jewel Morgan, a 20-year-old influencer living the dream, or at least that's what everybody including my 800k followers think. Behind the perfect Instagram posts and YouTube vlogs, my reality is anything but glamorous. I'm stuck in a marriage I don't want, with a man who's slowly breaking me. Then there's HIM. Jahvel Morrison-32, successful music producer, and the man behind some of Jamaica's biggest hits. He's charming, untouchable, and let's be real, dangerous in all the ways that make a woman weak. He's the type you run from... but I didn't. One video shoot. One opportunity. One trip that changed everything. Now, I'm tangled in a life I didn't ask for, and Jahvel? He's got his own secrets, a past darker than I ever imagined. And as much as I try to keep my distance, I can't deny the pull between us. This is a Jamaican Romance book filled with passion, tension, betrayal, and redemption. It's about finding yourself in the chaos-and maybe finding love along the way. WARNING: This book contains mature themes, emotional depth, and all the drama you didn't know you needed.