He was once untouchable-rich, respected, and feared. Now Damari Palmer is nothing but a man with broken pride and empty pockets. Shayleigh Maroons never believed in saving anyone-not after the darkness of her own past. But when their worlds collide, she finds herself drawn to the man everyone else has already written off. What begins as pity turns into passion, and what feels like healing quickly becomes dangerous. Because love doesn't come cheap-and in a world built on betrayal, desire might cost them everything. 💔 He lost it all. 💋 She was never supposed to be his redemption. 🔥 Together, they might destroy each other-or rise from the ruins.

Cold air bite into my lungs, my breathing came in short gasps as my shoes pounded heavily into the drenched soil causing mud to splash up my legs. They're going to catch on me soon. I could hear their heavy footsteps, his heavy breathing. Soon I stopped hearing them, I stopped hearing him. Did I escape? I turn around and my eyes scanned the darkness. Where are they? Where is he? A breath of relief escapes my lips and I turned around while moving forward. I bumped into something hard and instantly I fell back causing arms to wrap around my waist. "Little doll," My heart sinks and my spine stiffens as I looked up and met his dark eyes. "Ghost-" "Mi nuh tell uh a ready say yah fimi and you nah go ever escape me," his gruff tone met my ears. "I'm not yours Ghost," I said in a stern tone, hoping it would go through his dark twisted mind. "The moment I saw you, you became mine, the moment you came on my tongue, Paige, your whole body and mind is mine," he said possessively and cold. I couldn't help the fear that washed over me along with the tears that soaked my underwear. "I hate you," "And soon we'll both watch you fall in love with every deranged and unhinged part of me," he declares. I'm so fucked by life and this psychopath that is now madly obsessed with me. He's a ruthless cold hearted Russian/Jamaican mob boss who mets her in a local supermarket and he's now madly obsessed with her. He stays in the shadows as he washes over her. He's the type that kills if you even breathe wrong in her direction. He's Reign Midnight. She's a mother of one, struggling to make ends meet for her four year old son. She soon finds out that she's been stalked by Reign and his soldiers but that's not the only problem she faces after this. If you value you're sanity put this book down.

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"bredda why yuh did a wull on pan dah ute deh hand?" he asked. Not answering him, I looked behind me to see if his brother was there cause a cyaah me him a call bredda. "afta yuh bredda nuh deh right yasso" "ahh" he said before walking away.

21-year-old Jaidah Williams, who was a public figure, wig influencer, business owner, and on top of that, a college student studying business in her final year at the University of the West Indies. She reunites with her brother's best friend who was not only protective but possessive of her, who she had not seen in the past two years. Malique Johnson known as Killa, is a 22-year-old dancehall artiste, the oldest son of the most wanted don in St James. He's all about making hit songs, flashy cars, and doing dirty work for his dad. He doesn't only sing about being a badman, he is a badman in real life. The last time they saw each other things got a little steamy. Join them on this roller coaster as they finish what they started all those years ago because Killa won't give up until Jaidah is his, whether his best friend agrees or not. Rankings🏆 #1 in independent #1 entrepreneur #1 artiste #1 rural # 1 Trelawny # 1 blacklove # 1 Jamaican # 1 dancehall # 1 gangs

A love story between the east queen and her bad man "You wid find out when mi cum in deh and yuh no ready," he said. Bwoii go suck yuh gyal dem "Yuh damn right. We will see," I said before walking away. "Like how it a shake like when yuh a perform pan stage," "A come yuh fih come kiss it and stop sta-" "Bomboclat," I said when he grabbed my arm and pulled me back. My back was pressed against his front. He wrapped his hand around my throat and brought his mouth down to my ear. "Pussy ole kiss wah?" His voice sent shivers down my back. Mi a bad gyal but him bad tuh "A joke keem," I said quickly and he released me. He came in-front of me and looked down. "Mi wid swell yuh belly and give yuh two pitney fih ramp wid, no ramp wid me," he said "Go swell yuh gyal dem belly nd move," "Yuh go gwan till mih bust yuh mouth before you go back farrin eno," he said as I stared up at him. Not a real story! If you don't speak patios don't waste your time #1 Jamaican #1 artiste #1 Jadakingdom

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I'm starting to wonder if I'm the problem? There is no way i attract this naturally...I should've listened when my mother told me to stay away from boys...especially the ones like these. ★ A typical Jamaican highschool relationship or so they thought...follow Tansaneé 'Hennessy' and Xavier on their journey. Through love, loss, infidelity and betrayals...what's in store for the young lovers? ★

She was trained to uphold the law. He was born to break it. Naiari never wanted to walk the same path as her father, the Deputy Commissioner of Police, but becoming an officer gave her purpose. Zayvion never asked to lead March Pen's most feared organization. But with his brother locked away, the weight of the empire falls on his shoulders. Cold, calculated, and unchallenged, until Naiari crashes into his world, unafraid and unbroken. She wants justice. He wants revenge. But neither expected the fire that would spark between them. In a city where loyalty is a currency and betrayal runs deep, love is the most dangerous weapon of all.

Nuh through you are fucking my breda you feel to chat to me any bbc how Mi start laugh so fucking loud Jordan look pan mi Mek mi tell yuh dis I finally said mi a fuck him and dats dat mi chat to a gyal anyhow and dem cah do nothing bout it tf mi tiyad a tell yuh if chat proper cause me and your on n off english nah go work Wahm to dah whore your Listen to mi has the bigger one mi nah go argue wid yer stop wear mi fucking clothes,stop wear mi fucking clothes I repeated walking out the kitchen Bomboclaat I heard Alyssa shout from behind me Turning around I looked down at both Alyssa and Kimoya Nardo's Alyssa beating out har rass Wahm i said to Alyssa pulling her off Nardo's big head sista Yuh nuh see the gyal a run up Mi shoulda see fi rass har ** TIME SKIP ** Hearing the door unlocking I jumped up standing infront of door stretching out my arms The door flew open causing me to back up a little Bab-, Nuh baby mi why yuh deh yah and mek Jaidah lick Kimoya Why yuh deh yah and a mek yuh sista wear mi clothes Tf yuh see mia walk a tell Kim nuh fi wear clothes Oh well she get rass and dats dat shi lucky a neva me beat har to I said walking away but was pulled back by my hair Nardo let mi go I said holding onto his hand Yuh see when mia chat to yuh nuh break nth boost yuh yer Stop nuh likkle name front crawsis Opps.. Being grabbed by my hair he swung me around pushing me on the door Letting go of my hair he held me firm by my neck "Stop fuck yuh bclt self"his grip getting more tighter and uncomfortable by the second passing "Mi can't breathe" I held his hand trying to force them off my throat Feeling lightheaded my eyes rolling back I felt my body getting weaker and weaker each min until my legs collapsed and I blacked out. Read Eh Sinna Type To find out more....