I've studied psychiatry long enough to know the eyes are the soul. Hers... there's nothing deranged in them, yet something about those eyes makes me question everything I know about control, about obsession, about myself. Who is Aala O'Donelle? And why is she on the psyche ward?

SAMIYA STEPHANIE STERLING has always lived a simple life. Her circle stayed small, with her father and brothers being her orbit. Until she meets NAJEERI SMART, a dancehall artiste who occupies her playlist, and turns out to be her older brother's best friend. What starts unexpectedly becomes something intoxicating that neither of them can leave alone. But what she couldn't have predicted was the secret life her brother and his best friend were leading. What happens when the secret begins to spill? READ NOW!

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

"Yuh love mi, Niyah?" He doesn't blink when he asks. His eyes hold hers steady, not playful, not teasing. Serious. Like the answer matters more than he's willing to admit. "Love yuh more than how mi probably love mi self." The confession leaves her soft but sure. And it's the truth. The love they share isn't built on convenience. It's built on history. On knowing each other's worst moods. On arguments that didn't end in walking away. ........ -dhxnleeee🤍'!

"When yaa go stop tell people seh we deh?" "When we finally deh." In the vibrant yet tumultuous streets of Kingston, Jamaica, Liam and Amalia navigate a world marked by both secrets, love and conflict. Liam, an aspired artiste and producer dreams of making it big but finds himself drawn into the violent underbelly of the city as he tries to gain recognition not associated with his father's name. Amalia, a defense lawyer somehow finds herself intertwined with the life that Liam has known all his life. • THIS BOOK IS PURELY CARIBBEAN FICTION AND HAS NOTHING TO DO WITH THE CHARACTERS MENTIONED IN REAL LIFE. ENJOY, LIKE AND SHARE! ❤️‍🔥

At 23, Kayla Richards has her life in careful balance as an accountant, but it wasn't always this way. Two years ago, she broke up with her boyfriend, Andre Malcolm, a successful businessman, without ever explaining why. When she simply said, "I want to break up," he agreed, leaving their once passionate relationship in ashes. Now, as Kayla faces a personal crisis, she finds herself needing Andre's help. Their unexpected reunion sparks old feelings and unresolved questions. Can they navigate the dark, twisting path of their past and find a way to rekindle their lost romance, or will the reasons that drove them apart continue to haunt them?

Book 2 of the 'Broken series' I stared at my reflection, disbelief flooding through me. I swore I'd never go back to him-never again. Yet here I am, right where I said I'd never be. I should've left that life behind, but it keeps dragging me under... *he* keeps dragging me back, even after all these years. And now, walking away feels impossible. There's too much at stake, too much to lose. Could we really keep pretending this is a 'no strings' arrangement? When we're both two loose ends who aren't willing to attach ourselves to anyone else... Read to find out more! The continuation of Judah and Khalil's love story. A Jamaican love tale 🇯🇲❤

BOOK ONE OF THE : Santigo series Nyla Zariah Diaz stood at the edge of her new balcony, overlooking the bustling city of Kingston. The view from Norbrook was nothing like Tivoli Gardens-the air was lighter, the streets quieter, and the people... different. She exhaled, watching the sunset paint the sky in hues of orange and pink. "This is it, Ny," Samoyah said, leaning against the railing beside her. "New life, new opportunities. No more people looking down on you like you don't belong." Mickela nodded, plopping onto the lounge chair. "And no more struggles. We got this, girl." Nyla smiled at her best friends, grateful for their unwavering support. Moving out of her childhood home wasn't easy, but she knew it was necessary. She had bigger dreams-dreams that couldn't grow in a place where people wanted to see her fail. "I just wanna make my mom proud," she murmured, gripping the cool metal of the railing. "And you will," Deja reassured her, wrapping an arm around her shoulders. "You already doing it, Ny. Your nail business is thriving, and your wig page? Blowing up." Nyla nodded. They were right. She had worked too hard to let doubt creep in now. Little did she know, fate had something unexpected in store for her. 9+1.

They moved to Jamaica at fourteen-two strangers, running from two very different hells. Strangers to each other, yet bounded by timing and fate. Khali fled a toxic home in Puerto Rico. One that look picture perfect on the outside. Adonis, a legacy in the making, wanted no part of his father's world. One photo changed everything. Adonis was hooked-until lies turned infatuation into deep-rooted hate. She never even knew his name. Years later, their paths collide during a heated altercation at a supermarket. Sparks fly-but not the good kind. Soon after, Khali transfers to Adonis's school and unknowingly steps into his friend group, setting the stage for a collision course neither of them can escape. Every glare. Every tense silence. Every accidental touch. It all builds into a dangerous chemistry neither of them is ready for. In a world where trust is fragile and love feels like war, Adonis and Khali must decide: will they destroy each other-or become each other's greatest salvation? Follow for more😉😉