A Jamaican Love Story. N.B~ This story is purely fictional, the characters and the overall story isn't real and is based off my own imagination and personal experiences. Publish Date: January 06, 2023 End Date: August 15, 2023 I'm currently editing chapters so to re readers you might see a lot of changes🤍

Ever been in the wrong place at the wrong time? Yeah... I have. Don't recommend. I'm Lue'elle, by the way, call me Lue. Elle works too, honorable mention to my 'mom' for the name. Now, for the juicier part. Giordano? Definitely not my cup of tea. Let's just say I didn't like him. At all. But life, being the cruel little joke it is, decided to throw me and him into the same orbit. As if fate, or some sadistic writer, was testing how much hell a person can handle before they snap. One night. Wrong place. Wrong time. Turns out, hating him was the easier part. Actually, whatever this is between us might just drag you straight to hell... and back. Elle. Xoxo. Ranking🥇 #1 in Caribbean #1 in Jamaica

He turned a church girl into his personal freak.

I heard him chuckle. "Oh. Yuh vex because mi nuh reply to yuh message?" My head snapped around so quick to look at this fool, seeing him standing there with a nonchalant look on his face. I had to mentally coach myself to swollow the 'suck yuh mada' that was on the tip of my tongue. "Fuck you."

A young girl unexpectedly finds her self falling for the artist "skippa". But falling for him comes with consequences and toxicity. Will they be together or not, read to find out. Rating 🥇 in artist 23|08|2025 - 31|08|2025 🥈 in artist 1|09|2025 - 10|09|2025 🥇 in teenauthor 6|10|2025

Shakira & Zidane 🤞🏽🇯🇲 "Mi seh come inna di car," he repeated, his tone sharp and commanding. I stopped in my tracks, frozen by the tension. I could feel Austin's gaze burning into the side of my face. Mi weak out "W-we're... I stammered, suddenly flustered, "We're going to get food." "Mi will buy food fi yuh, go inna the car" he told me again. Kmt mi cyah bother enuh Maybe

What's one thing that's every mortician's fear you might ask? I mean what fear should one have when they are literally dealing with the dead? Well....for Alafia Harris there's only one fear that lurks in the walls of Pearl's Funeral Home. The fear of a body that's been pronounced dead somehow coming alive. That's impossible! One might say....but is it? ✗ Disclaimer⚠️! This book will contain -graphic mentions of death, -torture -sexual intercourse -Gore -Stalking -etc It is merely fiction, therefore treat it as such. NO THIS IS NOT A DUPPY STORY... Nothing written within this book is morally acceptable by the writer. However, this is Wattpad and there's no sense of morality here. Do not read if you may be uncomfortable!