Bloods Vs. Crips East Side Vs. West Side The Montagues Vs. The Capulets. You've probably heard of these infamous rivalries before... But what about the Italian Mafia Vs. The Jamaican Cartel?

Peyton has no family. Her parents died in a car crash, her grandparents died a while ago and she's an only child. She's been to at least fifteen funerals in her lifetime, for family but now she only has one more funeral to go to. Her own.

𝘈 19-𝘺𝘦𝘢𝘳-𝘰𝘭𝘥 𝘝𝘐𝘙𝘎𝘐𝘕 𝘪𝘴 𝘧𝘢𝘤𝘦𝘥 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘵𝘳𝘶𝘨𝘨𝘭𝘦𝘴 𝘰𝘧 𝘣𝘦𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢𝘯 𝘢𝘥𝘶𝘭𝘵 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘣𝘦𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘢 𝘵𝘰𝘹𝘪𝘤 𝘣𝘰𝘺𝘧𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘯𝘥 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘩𝘰𝘸 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘨𝘶𝘺 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘴 𝘢𝘭𝘰𝘯𝘨 𝘸𝘩𝘰 𝘵𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘵𝘴 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘴𝘩𝘦'𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘰𝘯𝘭𝘺 𝘨𝘪𝘳𝘭 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘭𝘥, 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘸𝘩𝘰 𝘪𝘴 𝘩𝘦? ᴡʜᴀᴛ ᴅᴏᴇꜱ ʜᴇ ᴅᴏ? ɪꜱ ʜᴇ ɢᴏᴏᴅ ꜰᴏʀ ʜᴇʀ? ʟᴇᴛ'ꜱ ꜰɪɴᴅ ᴏᴜᴛ🙃! Most impressive rankings: #1- Jamaican #1- Jamaica #1- Caribbean #1- Patois #1- Eager #2- Jamaican Creole #2- Jamaican Author #3- Jamaican Story

"Mi love bad man wid a likkle romance"

WRITTEN IN JAMAICAN PATIOS/PATWAH "Yow yow mic check 1..2..3...yes di mic good enough cuz mi want unu hear dis loud an clear. Dis yah story affi go be a well draff up package bout I bad gyal Poochie. My lifestyle no normal an no bady cyah tep ina my position no day. So if u ready fi a good roller coaster ride jump up ina dis. But no get too brite up in here no wah here unu opinion bout ntn weh mi do or seh. Tanx yeah. Alrite ketch mi a di party dung e road." "Hold on Alissa Bryan just a bit more questioning." The wattpad writer leads her back to the chair to continue the interview. "Alrite hurry up." Alissa aka Poochie sits down aggravated. "So now that we are writing about your lifestyle in this wattpad book, how do you feel about this opportunity?" The interviewer smiles as Poochie thinks. "Well dis can be a study guide to all a dem dutty *beeep* deh weh jealous ova mi. Mek dem si seh dem cyah walk ina my shoes." "How do you know that they are jealous?" The wattpad interviewer asks. Poochie claps two loud claps then hangs over the chair laughing until she begins to hiccup. "Yah ask me how me know? Becah dem gyal deh live pan mi Instagram an a chat mi tink seh mi nah hear back. Same ppl dem chat mi wid tell mi back. Mi just smell badmine pan dem." "Well Poochie we hope you get your life together or this wattpad book will be very sloppy n no one will read it." The wattpad interviewer rolls her eyes at Poochie standing up. "But yuh wrenk, yuh *beeeeeeeep beep beep beep* wrenk lemme start the first chapter fi yuh." Woop woop bap bash bang woop woop clash clang woop. "Next time no run off yuh mouth if yuh cyah fight." Poochie walks out leaving a stunned interviewer and wattpad story writing crew. HIGHEST RANK Migration #1 ____________________________________________________________________________________________ ♥♥♥ DONT ♥♥♥ ♪♪♪ PLAY WITH ♪♪♪ ♥♥♥ POOCHIE!

When Dela Vega a wealthy thug from Jamaica finally meet the bartender he heard so much about will he add her to his many side pieces (girlfriends) or will her beauty among other gifted talent bring him to his knees and will Aria fall for Dela Vega charms being that he is not the kind of guys she normally dates. Will she put up a fight for the position every other woman so desperately crave or will she give up when the competition become too real and life threatening. Read to find out how the story unfolds.. be warned for mature scene and this book is also written in Jamaican creole also known as patios.

As a little girl growing up in the small rural community of Shadow Grove, I used to always hear my mother say, "Wat sweet nanny goat, ago run him belly!" I never truly understood the meaning of that phrase...until now. Little did I know that a man would be the poison to my Nanny goat. Everything about him told my intuition he was a trap, yet I walked right in and let the door swing shut. --------------- DISCLAIMER : This book contains MATURE content. Acts of violence. Homophobic POV and homophobic slurs. Read at your OWN risk. ---------------- Book 1: Ruin: A Sweet Jamaican Tale Highest Ranking : #1: Caribbean #1: Thuglovestory #1: Jamaican #1: Dreadlocks #1: Urbanfic #1: Patois #2: Gunman #1: Badman #3: Arrogantman

(Written in Jamaican Patios) HIGHEST RANK - #1 IN JAMAICAN STORIES Mawga foot Shantel want di pastor son.. but what she get is not what she bargain for ☆ Copyright © 2016 Asherene Ramdon All rights reserved. No part of this publication may be reproduced, distributed, or transmitted in any form or by any means, including photocopying, recording, or other electronic or mechanical methods, without the prior written permission of the publisher.

At age 30, publications editor Kelsie Taylor is slowly losing hope in finding her fairytale romance. The stories of the women around her who experience abuse and heartbreak along with her own experiences have made her cautious about entering a relationship. Her dream of finding forever love as a young adult is yet to actualize because none of the suitors she encountered so far have made a striking first impression. "I know that with Jamaican men I might have to kiss a few frogs before I find a prince but right now mi feel like a only frog deh here. Most of dem nuh worth more than a hi," she says to a man she only had brief, casual interactions over the past few weeks. He chuckles at her disclosure. "Yuh mean yuh just nuh kiss di right frog yet. And why yuh feel like yuh need a prince or a knight? You are no damsel in distress. You don't need saving." She shrugs at his observation, not sure how to respond. "You just need to get out of your way. I can bet you have written off men with a lot of potential with just one glance. But people are multilayered. You have to peel back the surface to get a better look at what's underneath before writing off a person," he adds. His advice might be just what she needs to guide her past the hurt she's witnessed and take the leap of faith to find true love. ⚠️Trigger warning: This story contains acts of violence and sexual abuse.