𝐀 𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐛𝐢𝐝𝐝𝐞𝐧 𝐨𝐟𝐟𝐢𝐜𝐞 𝐚𝐟𝐟𝐚𝐢𝐫 "ᴛʜᴇɴ ᴡʜᴀᴛ's ɪᴛ ɢᴏɪɴɢ ᴛᴏ ʙᴇ ᴍʀ. ʜᴀʀʀɪɴɢᴛᴏɴ? ᴍᴇ? ᴏʀ ᴛʜᴇ ᴊᴏʙ?" 𝐀 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐠 𝐒𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐧𝐢𝐭𝐲 𝐓𝐚𝐲𝐥𝐨𝐫 𝐫𝐞𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭𝐬 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐞𝐱𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐍𝐨𝐚𝐡 𝐇𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐭𝐨𝐧.

A Don with no concept of what love entails stubbles upon a Nurse who sets his heart straight.

Lando is the brother of the most notorious Jamaican don ,his struggles have led him to partake in lottery scamming but he always knew his journey was way bigger than the love of the hustle. Yanique is the daughter of a well respected soldier, so what are the odds for her to reconnect with her childhood friend ;Lando and finally let go of her sheltered , religious life to give this risky yet breathtaking experience a chance. They are from two different worlds but love conquers all. Based on a true story.

"From Heartbreak to hope?" [Completed] After four years of dating the woman he thought was the love of his life , she leaves him during their wedding for another man. With nothing except pain and betrayal in his heart, Dominic Pierce decides relationship's are not his 'cup of tea'. Until he meets Tamika Hope, she's the best thing that's happened to him in five months, but she, too, has scars, a bad dating history, and she just wants to focus on her right now. Will he be able to love her in the same way he loved his ex-fiancé? Will there be 'hope' for their relationship when push comes to shove? ?Highest rankings? #1 in Caribbean #1 in Loveandlies #1 in Jamaica #1 in Lovehard #1 in Teenauthor #1 in Rebound #1 in Gunman #1 in creole #3 in NewAuthor #3 in Goodread #4 in Dealer

"Remember me?" - Shannakay williams

An autistic girl sheltered her whole life gets a taste of danger once she meets a thug named Santiago Perez. ​Santiago "Ghost" Perez set his eyes on Zari one time and has never left her alone since "Checkin' your location, I'm wishin' I was close to you I left my heart on the West End, I can't wait to get home to you"

"Move from in front a mi," I say. But it comes out softer. Weaker. More honest than I intended. I'd be on the first plane out of here tomorrow. Nothing that we've said in the past twenty minutes would matter once I am on that plane. We are tied to each other, and our pasts don't have to intertwine any more than they already have. He doesn't move. I step sideways. He mirrors me, like he's tethered to the same gravity. "Kymani-" "Selah" My name in his mouth feels like a dare. A part of me wants it to feel like a promise. I shake the thought. After what feels like a standoff written in the marrow between us, he finally exhales and steps back. Barely. But enough. I don't waste it. I slip from his hold, my heartbeat pounding in my throat, in my ears, in the soles of my feet as I bolt toward the door. I leave him there. Leave the house. Leave the heat still burning between us. And I run. Fast, desperate, the same way I did the first time I left this place. The same way I survived. I don't look back. Not at him. Not at the house. Not at the version of myself that's still trembling inside those walls. Not anymore.