"Like seriously? A dat yuh come a mi workplace fi tell me?" I ask sounding calm. What if mi tek mi pen and stab him inna him big eye dem? "How yuh mean bredda? Yuh nuh mi ooman?" He asks with a stupid look on his face. "Yuh fool nuh fuck if yuh feel me and yuh deh" I hiss. Mi naa guh bawl ova him ino. Me? Naa dweet. "Watchya. A joke babes. Mi rate yuh too much fi do yuh dat." He says Yuh love me. BYEEEEE. "Mi nuh believe yuh" I say looking through the car window.

Gun Kisses is a powerful Jamaican love story about two souls born on opposite sides of the barrel. Zaria Brown is the virtuous daughter of a devoted pastor, raised in the shelter of faith and righteousness. Her heart is pulled into forbidden territory when she meets Jahlani, the heir to Kingston's most feared don-his father a corrupt politician who hides blood behind power. As Zaria and Jahlani's worlds collide, passion blooms amidst peril. Torn between salvation and seduction, their love becomes a battleground where loyalty is tested, secrets unravel, and violence threatens to consume everything. In a country bursting with color and conflict, Gun Kisses explores the gritty truths of identity, legacy, and the cost of defiance. As family loyalties clash and the streets grow darker, Zaria must choose: live safely in the light, or risk everything for a love forged in fire. ⚠️ Content Warning: This story contains mature themes, including graphic violence, criminal activity, and intense emotional conflict. Reader discretion is advised.

"What's wrong with you?" She asked making me shrug. "Your sick Ai'janie!" She yelled before storming out the room mi know.

"Listen, mi anuh yuh b yer that." Mi tell him, artiste or not. . .mi just hate when men call mi Dat. "Why yaah behave suh strong? Think mi nuh know seh yuh love mi off? Mi see d way how yuh did a behave when mi did a perform." But wait- him full a ego eee. "Love off who? Numba one mi nuh know yuh and a the song them mi love not you." Cyaah mek the man know seh mi ago crazy ova him, that ago add to him ego. ~ ~ ~ This book is fictional and everything is from my own imagination. Disclaimer‼️ There are NO IMAGES in this book, so if you can't read book without images, this annuh fi yuh. . . 🏅Highest Ranking 🏅 #1 In Fictional- 19/01/2024 #1 In JamaicanAuthor-19/01/2024 #1 In Caribbean-31/01/2024

(🇯🇲 𝓈𝓉𝑜𝓇𝓎!!) School, work, dreams, family, and friendships are a whole lot to handle when you're young and still learning how to control everything-including yourself. She wants to focus on herself. No boys, just school and work. And she's definitely not ready for another relationship after her last one. And him? He has his own problems. Anger, pressure from his parents, goals he's determined to achieve. He doesn't mind settling down, even though he's only nineteen. Opposites attract like magnets, pulling each other in before they even realize what's happening. But it won't be easy. Opposites don't always attract forever- sometimes they repel. Life takes them on a journey, and they're bringing you right along with them. (𝓅𝓊𝓇𝑒𝓁𝓎 𝒻𝒾𝒸𝓉𝒾𝑜𝓃!!!)

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

In a world she was never meant to touch, being seen is a death sentence. I was raised to follow rules, to stay quiet, to never be seen. But one wrong moment put me in the middle of something I can't unsee. Now someone knows I was there and in their world, witnesses don't get to live. My grandmother always told me to see and blind and hear and deaf..I maybe should've listened.

"Kyra look pon mi" he lifts my chin up so my eyes could meet his. "Just say the word and we leff right now, yav dah power deh ma" he says, eyes never leaving mine. "The word?" I ask and he immediately opens his phone, dialing her number. "Ah, watch dis" he holds the phone to his ear. This book is solely fictional and should be read with that in mind. People used have no affiliation with the fictional characters included in this book! The author does not own any picture, music or media that is included in this book.

"Yuh too pretty fi be this bold," he said, backing me up against the wall, his voice deep asf wonder if him and Bayka a cousin. "And yuh too dangerous fi be this sweet," I whispered back, breathless. His hand gripped my waist. "Still never stop yuh from wanting mi 10 inch weh have u pan lockdown, eh?" I hated how right he was. He was rough, possessive, and cold to everyone else. But with me? This toxic Jamaican love story is between Talia and Malachi are two people who are perfect for each other with matching toxicity. Talia, the rich surgeon and Malachi the unofficial mayor of St. James bcz let's be real who would rlly fuck with him? Contains mature scenes, crime, violence, murders, cover ups, betrayal and unconditional love. Enjoyyy!

Zidane, " she whispered We were so close to one another . She started breathing so fast. "It's okay, Mama," I said in a soft tone. I leaned in very close to her face , and finally, our lips met . So soft. We were feeling each other's mouth with our tongue and bitting each other lips. My hand was now under her t-shirt feeling up her breast . Dem soft uf. She moaned when my lips were now on her neck sucking on a tender spot to leave marks. Make dem boy deh know she taken . "Yuh pretty ino b," I said, now looking in her eyes. "Thank you," she said, blushing. The innocent shy gurl falling in love with a don!!!😚 Meeee knnn me bad this uppp!!