I was so out of it that I didn't even notice when the stoplight switched from yellow to red. Struggling to act on my fight or flight, I have no choice but to run straight into the car in front of me. Oh fuck. Just one of those fucking days... Thankfully, the impact isn't fatal, but it's far from pretty. I exit my vehicle, ensuring to put my car in park before hopping out, the person from the car in front jumps out at the same time. A tall man begins to storm towards me, his brows furrowed as he takes long strides in my direction. Boy look cute and neat eesi... Why did we have to meet like this? "A buy yuh buy yuh license?" he screams at me with rage. Well, that's not nice. Tek back everything me just seh. "It was clearly an accident, mi did distracted" I tell him, trying to defend myself. Mi shame. The road is active around us, drivers are blowing their horns or peeping their heads through their windows to take in the scene. "Distracted? Aye lady, a who teach yuh fi drive?" he asks, a humorous yet frustrated smirk on his lips. Clearly a blind man.

𝐈𝐒 𝐒𝐇𝐄 𝐉𝐔𝐒𝐓 𝐀 𝐁𝐄𝐓 𝐎𝐑 𝐇𝐀𝐒 𝐇𝐄 𝐃𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐋𝐎𝐏𝐄𝐃 𝐅𝐄𝐄𝐋𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒? 𖤐 𝐖𝐈𝐋𝐋 𝐒𝐇𝐄 𝐋𝐄𝐀𝐕𝐄 𝐇𝐄𝐑 𝐌𝐀𝐍 𝐅𝐎𝐑 𝐇𝐈𝐌??

'𝐿iff up yuh skirt pretty girl🫣'

Armanii is Jamaica's newest dancehall star lighting up the charts and your TikTok feed, but don't get it twisted, he's over the "internet artiste" label and dead serious about proving he's the real deal. Behind the hype, the chains, and the stage lights? A man dealing with the cold, quiet side of fame. Then boom! Alisa Miller enters the chat. Straight out of New York, privacy and unbothered girl in her own lane. Love? Not on her to-do list. She's focused, intentional, and allergic to drama. So how do they end up next to each other on a flight to Jamaica? One little seat mix up and suddenly it's vibes, side-eyes, and unexpected sparks. She's not here for the noise, but Armanii? He's intrigued. One missed DM, one flight, and suddenly he's chasing more than just hit songs. Thing is, Alisa's quiet life and Armanii's loud world? Oil and water. Paparazzi, secrets, temptation, and trust issues? That's just Tuesday. But maybe, just maybe, the right kind of chaos can make the sweetest music. So buckle up because this love story is messy, magnetic, and way too real. And yuh see Armani and Alisa? Dem might just be each other's favorite Rough Patch.

I held my head straight as I enter the shop ordered what I want then exit the shop. A dark blue crown pulled up infront of the boys and the don comes out after putting the car in park. I cross the streets and held my head straight as I pass the group, I could feel eyes on me as I pass. " Psst thickaz, fawud yasso," The Don voice . my ears. I froze in my spot.

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.

*Written in Jamaican Dialect, also known as Patois* 'She love bad man' is a known saying in Jamaica but sometimes people hide who they really are to protect people they care about. Isiah, one of Jamaica's biggest criminals, allegedly, has been believed to be one of the main reasons why Jamaica crime rate a raise by the day. Police try everything fi pin crimes pon him but it just neva work but a new policeman is in charge of his case, Lieutenant Bennet. Will he be successful or will he just be another wukliss police bwoy wah jus couldn't bring Uzi to justice. Then we have Serena, a UWI student in her last year who coincidentally starts dating uzi as the police start to watch him carefully. Will she be able to escape the wrath of Jamaica's police or will she be caught in the crossfire?

𝐈 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝𝐧'𝐭 𝐛𝐞 𝐠𝐨𝐨𝐝𝐛𝐲𝐞. highest ranking #3 in new writer #20 in the Caribbean #1 in Jamaica

"Stop touch me nuh bredda !" A gasp escapes my lips as he grips my neck and pull me to him "Weh me tell yuh bout calling me bredda humbrey " "Zaheer just Leggo offa me before me scream in yha !" The blood the blood the blood and tha likkle handicap boy yah Pulling out of his hold I spin around wanting to leave the classroom before nobody pass and see me with tha mange yah "Then watcha weh yah run go , wah go change yah panty before god Seet " he chuckles ⚠️warning ⚠️ Mixture of patois and standard English Won't be edited until the book is finish Sexual /violent themes mention Christianity mentioned