𝙏𝙝𝙚 𝙧𝙞𝙜𝙝𝙩 𝙤𝙣𝙚. 𝙍𝙞𝙜𝙝𝙩 𝙥𝙡𝙖𝙘𝙚, 𝙧𝙞𝙜𝙝𝙩 𝙩𝙞𝙢𝙚.

Kiella Chasity Whyte, 26, survived a horrific tragedy as an infant when her parents were killed by unknown attackers while she remained in the vehicle, escaping unharmed. She was taken in and raised by her father's wife, who provided care, support, and guidance through her education. Motivated by her past and her passion for truth, Kiella grew into a driven investigative journalist. Aizen Valentino Kestrel, a notorious 22-year-old drug dealer, grew up with as normal a life as his mother, a former surgeon, and his father, a retired contract killer, could provide. Yet despite their efforts, he gravitated into the very life his father once led, and tried to shield him from. Unlike his father, who was led astray by friends, Aizen chose this path himself, and there's no way in hell he's leaving it. When their worlds unexpectedly collide, neither Kiella nor Aizen anticipates the impact they will have on each other. A single encounter draws them into a connection that defies logic, blurs lines, and challenges everything they believe in, forcing them to decide whether what's growing between them will become their greatest strength or ultimately lead to their undoing.

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

"Meeting you was like listening to a song for the first time and knowing it would be my favorite " A sweet Jamaican high school story.

IN WHICH, SANORAH ALLIAH SINGH grew up surrounded by luxury; as the daughter of a multi-millionaire she has it all. From a closet full of designer bags to her breathtaking looks that turn every head in Kingston. Her future is paved in literal gold thanks to her parents. Then she meets RASHEED BINGHAM. A man who lives in a completely different world than hers. While she got everything she wanted on a silver platter, he struggles everyday to make ends meet as the breadwinner of his family, in place of his absent father. They live different lifestyles, divided by class, money, and expectations. But a fateful encounter sparks an undeniable fire that neither of them saw coming. READ NOW ! | jamaican love story 28/12/2025 :: mature content warning !! © NEEYAOLOGY, 2026 RANKS 🏅 #1 - caribbean #1 - kingston #1 - opposites #1 - jamaicanauthor #1 - jamaica #1 - lowerclass #1 - upperclass #1 - richgirlpoorboy #1 - uptown #3 - patios #4 - mechanic

🇯🇲!! "Mi hate yuh bredda ways an from weh me know him get all a him ways dem from you," I said as I stared up, directly in his face not missing his eyes. "Tell yuh diss...Man a man an boy a boy... nuh my fault him fuck wid yuh head," he said calmly as he shrugged a slight smirk tugging on his lips. Hissing my teeth I averted my gaze away from him and walked off. Why mi get mi sel- correction how mi get mi self mix up inna dis?. This nuh right at all...... ○●○●○●○●○●○●○ 🇯🇲 A jamaican romance story. Contains: - Violence. - Intimacy. - Toxicity. - Murder. - Mature content.

Azaria barely has time to breathe before Mr. Ivanov presses her against the desk, his hands locking around her waist, pulling her flush against him. His body is a furnace, searing into hers, and she can feel the undeniable heat of him as his lips hover dangerously close to hers. "Still pretending like yuh don't wah dis?" he murmurs, his voice low and full of sin. His fingers trace the edge of her skirt, moving slow, teasing, daring her to stop him. Her pulse quickens, her thoughts scrambling, but the air between them is electric. "Say di word, Azaria..." he breathes, his lips brushing against her neck, "or mi going tek what yuh too scared to ask for." WARNING‼️ -TEACHER X STUDENT -WRITTEN IN BOTH JAMAICAN CREOLE LANGUAGE (PATOI) AND STANDARD ENGLISH This was written for purely for fun and my enjoyment, enjoy anyways❤️❤️❤️

𝓜𝒚 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐟𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐡𝐢𝐦 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐟𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐡𝐚𝐝 𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐧𝐬....... An original Jamaican love story ◻️◻️◻️ • Preview✔ "Breda just go fuck off respectfully." I hissed in annoyance. He braced me against the wall "nuh fuck yuh self, and doh call mi nuh breda." That's so funny. • Introduction✔ ● Ajay a high school student he's a heartthrob, popular playboy or is he. ● Bella a high school student whose bestfriend's with the popular heartthrob, what happens when feelings circulates between their friendship, read to find out. ⚠WARNING⚠ Mixture of patios and standard English✔ Sexual/Mature themes✔ ◻️◻️◻️ Ranking🏆 #1 Mixup🥇 #1 Mixture🥇 #1 Highschoolexperience🥇 #2 Youngwriter🥈 #3 Patwa🥉

"Age is just a number" the words come from his mouth with nothing but confidence and that damn smirk on his lips says he means nothing but business. "You're just a 18 year old bowy you and I will never date get that in your head Cashmere" I said to him before taking up my stuff and made my way out side.