In a small Jamaican community, Xenia has always been the good girl, focused on school, family, and her faith. But when she meets Asire-a bold, streetwise "bad boy" with a magnetic charm-her world flips upside down. Drawn to his mystery and confidence, she finds herself wrestling with feelings she's been taught to resist. Torn between her beliefs and the thrill of new love, Xenia is forced to navigate the clash between her sheltered upbringing and the temptations of desire.

An innocent girl from Kingston never knew what love was until she got caught up with a Jamaican badman from St.Thomas..... Highest Rankings: #1 Caribbean #1Jamaican #1badman

Caught between what she feels and what she knows, Ameria spirals into a world of emotional chaos, blurred reality, and choices that don't come without consequences. Because love isn't always soft. Sometimes, it's messy. Toxic. Addictive. And sometimes... it breaks you.

"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

"How the fuck dis happen and mi have so much ahead a mi!" 𝘠𝘶𝘩 𝘸𝘦𝘭𝘭 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘯𝘦𝘷𝘢 𝘸𝘢𝘩 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘬 𝘣𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘧𝘶𝘵𝘶𝘳𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘵𝘪𝘮𝘦 𝘺𝘶𝘩 𝘵𝘦𝘬 𝘢 𝘧𝘰𝘭𝘭𝘰𝘸 𝘮𝘢𝘯 𝘨𝘢𝘩 𝘥𝘦𝘮 𝘺𝘢𝘢𝘥 𝘥𝘰𝘦? 𝘔𝘦 𝘈𝘻𝘺𝘢𝘭𝘪𝘢 𝘈𝘯𝘯𝘢𝘭𝘪𝘴𝘦 𝘞𝘪𝘭𝘭𝘢𝘮𝘴 𝘤𝘢𝘯𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘦 𝘴𝘰 𝘧𝘢𝘳 𝘪𝘯𝘯𝘢 𝘭𝘪𝘧𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘭𝘪𝘤𝘬𝘭𝘦 at 19 𝘨𝘰 𝘥𝘦𝘢𝘥?? 𝘉𝘶𝘵 𝘣𝘦𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘺𝘣𝘰𝘥𝘺 𝘵𝘦𝘭𝘭 𝘮𝘪 𝘧𝘪 𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘴 𝘮𝘪 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘯𝘵 𝘢𝘴 𝘢 𝘴𝘤𝘩𝘰𝘰𝘭 𝘨𝘪𝘳𝘭 𝘭𝘪𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘯 𝘮𝘺 𝘴𝘪𝘥𝘦! 🏅 #𝟐 (#𝐭𝐞𝐞𝐧𝐰𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐞𝐫) - 𝟓/𝟐𝟏/𝟐𝟓 🏅#𝟒 (#𝐧𝐞𝐰𝐰𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐞𝐫) - 𝟓/𝟏𝟓/𝟐𝟓

19 year old Ka'Moura moved from her small community in St. Thomas called 'Stony Hill', where she was suffering from poverty, to start a new life...a better on in the city...In the town rather. Wah dem say when a country girl move to the city? 𝐂𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭𝐫𝐲 𝐂𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐬 𝐓𝐨 𝐓𝐨𝐰𝐧 Wanna know how her journey in the city goes? Read to find out. Highest Rankings🏆. #1 in teenauthour #1 in countrygirl #1 in jamaica #1 in youngwriterprize #1 in newstory

Holding my gun to his head, I hold my composure, watching him keenly with a smirk on my face. Hi, I'm Za'Riyah Noel Malcom and no, I'm not a little innocent girl that moved to the city or is building a life. I've got it all. I'm 23 year old Mafia Princess. My family has the second biggest Mafia in Jamaica...who has the first? Quamir Washington and his family. When my father got sick, since I'm an only child, I was trained to get rid of Quamir and the Washington's since the wanted to rid my family first. But when that day arrived, with my gun at his head, my army behind me, I just couldn't...something in me couldn't end him...it wouldn't let me. Instead of anger, and rage, and envy, it was...lust and butterflies. 𝐇𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐑𝐚𝐧𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬🏆. #𝟏 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐞𝐞𝐧𝐚𝐮𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐫 #𝟏𝐢𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐠𝐰𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐩𝐫𝐢𝐳𝐞

Pulling up to the abandoned house, they heard gunshots. They looked at each other confused, wondering who first them here. Exiting the car, they noticed a jet black BMW with heavily tinted windows parked at the far corner of the driveway. Drawing for their weapons, they walked toward the entrance of the house, slowing opening the door before walking in. Going further in, they noticed a small woman figure dressed in all black leather. She stood over a now deadbody as she reached her back, retrieving a knife. Keeping focus on the girl, they watched as she flung the knife to her left A male groaning after. "If yah go try kill me yuh affi move faster than that" she says turning her head in the direction of the man she just hit. Taken aback by the girl's voice, they all stared at Tyrese who had a shocked expression on his face. "Leyah?" He spoke. She stopped in her tracks turning to face the three men who stood there in disbelief. "And me deh yah swear think she innocent" ______________________________________________ ‼DISCLAIMER ‼ This book is purely fiction and is written strictly from the writers imagination. Persons used in this book are strictly face claims. I DO NOT know these persons personally so if you come across their social media do not harass them ‼⚠️WARNING ⚠️‼ Read at your own risk Contains mature 🔞and disturbing scenes Comment and vote❤ Hope you enjoy this book ~olefuckis 💋🍃

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