Desperate to escape the crushing weight of college debt, family finance struggles and the torturing expectations and threats from parents. De'Nayah, Gisselle and Jessianne teams up together to survive the grind of campus life and city nights. What begins as a way to make ends meet soon spirals into a dangerous game of money, power, and control. Armed with wit, beauty, and De'Nayah's knowledge of drugs, the girls learn how to turn men into prey and secrets into currency. But the higher they climb, the closer they get to Ghost, the most feared drug lord in Jamaica and the ruthless owner of the clubs that becomes their hunting ground. Ghost doesn't just want a cut of their hustle. He wants dominance. He wants obedience. And in the girls hustling tactics , he sees more than just profit, he sees fire, temptation, and a challenge he can't resist. As the stakes rises, De'Nayah, Giselle and Jessianne becomes trapped in a dangerous web of money, drugs and manipulation. Despite Ghost's ruthless business tactics, complicated presence evokes a fiery, toxic attraction that D'Nayah can't ignore. Torn between her desire for freedom and the temptations of Ghost's world, De'Nayah, Giselle and Jessiane must decide just how far they are willing to go to survive in a world where trust is fleeting and love is even more dangerous because in this love affair everything has a price. Read To find how this toxic love goes ‼️

Asia-Naye here, I was the best in the game-slick, untouchable, and raking in cash from sweet-talking rich men over the phone and when it calls for, in person. Then one slip-up put me on the FBI's radar. Now I have a problem: work with them or kiss my freedom goodbye. Their terms? Pretend that I'm engaged to their top agent, Special Agent Kuran Minks, while he tries to protect me, I try to keep myself out of trouble. But by the looks of it, I bet he'll write me letters when I'm in prison. (From Minks, With Love) written by Dainiel Douglas/Prezii/Theebookgirly

Romira Astor, a 20-year-old recent graduate of Sam Sharpe Teachers' College, starts her first job as a teacher. She meets Kassa Cenant, a single parent when he enrolls his child in the school where she teaches. As they interact more, Romira and Kassa develop a strong connection. As their relationship deepens, Romira discovers a mysterious photograph that hints at a possible familial connection between her and Kassa. Determined to uncover the truth, they begin investigating their family histories. This revelation throws their relationship into turmoil, forcing them to confront the possibility that their love might be taboo. Romira and Kassa must navigate their feelings amidst the uncertainty. 𝐇𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐑𝐚𝐧𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬🏆. #𝟏 𝐢𝐧 𝐣𝐚𝐦𝐚𝐢𝐜𝐚 #𝟏 𝐢𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐠𝐰𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐩𝐫𝐢𝐳𝐞

Jamaican Romance Book W I S D O M ✍︎︎ "Do I need to say why I am here?" I asked him in all seriousness but he didn't replied, instead he just gave me a cheque. "Yuh haffi abort the baby or something but yuh caah keep it." He said calmly as I glared at him. I processed his words before I reached in my bag for my water bottle. I opened it, which is filled with water and ice before throwing it in his face and all over his desk that has his apple products. "Abort yuh muma!" I yelled and immediately broke down. I got up and walked out the office while he sat there with a nonchalant expression on his face.

Raelexia Monie is a devoted Christian, steadfast in her faith and her walk with God. She meets Govana through his mother at church, unaware of the life he lives outside those walls. Their paths cross again at a special event, and though Raelexia doesn't yet realize who he truly is, Romeo is already captivated by her grace and purity. Drawn to her light, Romeo finds himself wanting more than fleeting moments-he wants a future. But with two sons, a demanding double life, and secrets he can't easily share, he wonders if love this pure can survive his truth. Saved by a Psalm is a journey of faith, hidden truths, and unexpected love. Is Raelexia's heart being led to a blessing, or is she unknowingly walking toward heartbreak?

From Disdain to Desire continues where Book 1 ends, in the aftermath of a night that shatters everything Shemar Dixon and Brianna Francis were building. The line between disdain and desire grows thinner, and the cost of misunderstanding becomes heartbreakingly real. Convinced he's been betrayed, Shemar walks away in anger and pain, leaving Brianna confused, broken, and haunted by words she never consciously spoke. As unresolved trauma resurfaces and dreams blur with memories, the truth becomes harder to untangle from misunderstanding. With love strained by silence, hurt, and pride, both must face what lies beneath their connection or risk losing each other forever. When desire is clouded by pain, will love still be enough?

When Hurricane Melissa barrels toward Jamaica, Taheyra Morgan has one thing on her mind-get through another exhausting shift and make it home before the sky breaks open. But a chance encounter with a stranger at closing time flips her world sideways. Khairo St. James doesn't do chaos. He's a man of control, precision, and silence-until a soft-spoken cashier with a stubborn streak and a dangerous commute refuses to listen when he tells her to stay put. When the first winds hit, so does the reality that she's not making it home. One offer turns into one night. One night turns into a week. Now, trapped together in his home of steel and glass, Taheyra and Khairo are forced to confront more than the storm outside-the heat between them, the walls they've built, and the truths they've both been running from. In the eye of the hurricane, nothing stays standing. Not even hearts. This is what it means to fall under the weather.

All she wanted was to forget her mother's death, but constant reminder won't let her be. Information and truth gets unfold, but what will she do when she sympathize with the villain and empathize with the victims. Let's see.

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

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