Still without any memory of the years she spent with Caius , Bria Tomlinson has moved on with her life . A new boyfriend Alex Macnuff, started her career as a doctor and looking forward to her future ahead, a future without Caius . However, moving on isn't a term in Caius's vocabulary even if vows were exchanged at an altar which gained him a wife . In this sequel two couples are going to learn the full extent of betrayal, danger and the dark twisted form of obsession and the question is, how far is Caius Romanov willing to go to get who rightfully belongs to him , mind body and soul?

Raised in the church with both her parents as pastors Bria Tomlinson is your ordinary soft and sweet church girl . She focuses on her books, adheres to her parents rules and guidelines and excels in whatever she chooses to do . She isn't interested in partying, dating or any form of slackness as her parents calls it and is determined to make something of herself and make her parents proud but, temptation can be hard to handle especially if it's looking you in the eyes every Sunday morning. Sick and beyond any form of redemption Caius Romanov decides to attend church one Sunday morning. They say when life throws you lemons you make lemonade right? From the moment he laid his eyes on her , Caius is determined to break her , to strip away her innocent outer layers and reveals what lies beneath and he always gets what he wants no matter the cost. The mind of a dark and utterly twisted psychopath, and a girl who believes she can resist temptation, comes together in a steamy heated and utterly dangerous dark romance that will leave you reconsidering how far is too far when it comes to obsession?

'𝐀𝐠𝐞 𝐚𝐢𝐧'𝐭 𝐧𝐮𝐧 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐚 𝐧𝐮𝐦𝐛𝐞𝐫'

'𝐑𝐨𝐬𝐞𝐬 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐫𝐞𝐝, 𝐡𝐨𝐫𝐧𝐞𝐭𝐬 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐛𝐥𝐮𝐞, 𝐈 𝐚𝐝𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐚𝐫𝐤𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐚𝐬 𝐦𝐮𝐜𝐡 𝐚𝐬 𝐈 𝐚𝐝𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮' ཐི♡ཋྀ

"Lia stop fuck round wid mi bredda...right now yah mek mi head chip!"he yells. "Weh mi a do?..no you seh a did just wah one night thing!"i said sarcastically. " Yuh know seh yah fucking get on top a mi nerves,"he says grabbing my hand. "Or yuh just cyah keep yuh hand off a mi body," I said pulling away my hand. Watch as the playboy slowly falls in love with the school nerd,when he discovers how dirty she can actually get.

❝Baby I don't need a man, I need Dinero & a tan!❞-Taj Romaé *** "...if yuh nuh name Dinero den mi nuh want yuh,"I say sassily. He chuckles. "Den how you a pree me so?" his husky voice ask as he makes slow strides towards me. "You're in my personal space," I snap and he seems to be impressed by my attitude. I feel my knees weaken as he approaches me with lustful eyes. Then he leans down closing me in as he rest both hands beside me. His hot breath tickles the side of my neck as he whispers, "Nuttn' nuh wrong if we get personal b." *** Get ready for this heated romance, I'm ready. Are you? #1 Caribbean #1 Boujie #1 Youngwitersprize #1 Materialism #1 newwriter #1 jamaicanwriter #1 Fancy #2 Jamaica

🇯🇲!! In this story, two teenagers meet by chance and instantly feel a spark that neither can ignore. As they spend more time together, sharing laughter, dreams, and insecurities, they realize their connection feels almost fated. But their budding romance hits a roadblock when they discover that their fathers were once bitter rivals. Despite this revelation, the two are determined not to let the past define their future. They refuse to carry the burden of their fathers' grudges, choosing instead to focus on their own bond and the special love they've found in each other. Through the highs and lows of growing up, they support one another, facing teenage challenges, family pressures, and personal growth hand in hand. Together, they learn about forgiveness, resilience, and the power of choosing love over resentment. Even as they encounter obstacles that threaten to pull them apart, they hold tightly to the love they've built, finding strength in one another as they transition from teenage dreams to the realities of adulthood. Their story is one of unwavering loyalty, of two hearts choosing to rise above the weight of family history to create a love story all their own. ( THIS BOOK IS PURELY FICTION!! )

He turned a church girl into his personal freak.

Pussy whip you, you call mi master. Your's as long as yuh want... Your's as long as yuh want. (;

"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