17year old jasmine or as they call her dess/destiny has a crush on the most notorious heartless don known as Xavier or as they call him killa/don. Jasmine got her crush yes but what will the obstacles be between those two. Putting a smile on my face before I entered the house I walked in and everywhere was pitch black. Silently walking in the living room trying to not make any noise the light suddenly came on, Frighten I turned around to see Xavier sitting on the single sofa with a bottle of Hennessey drinking while looking at me. "𝚆𝚎𝚑 𝚢𝚊𝚑 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚎 𝚏𝚛𝚘𝚖 𝚍𝚎𝚜𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝙽𝚞𝚑 𝚋𝚊𝚍𝚍𝚊 𝚕𝚒𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝚖𝚒", he glared at me putting down the bottle " 𝚊 𝚖𝚒 𝚏𝚊𝚍𝚍𝚊 𝚖𝚒 𝚐𝚘 𝚕𝚘𝚘𝚔 𝚏𝚊𝚑 𝚋𝚋𝚣", I laughed nervously at him taking off my shoes "𝙲𝚘𝚖𝚎 𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎", he took his gun from his waist putting it on the center table Walking towards him with sweaty palms and a fast beating heart wondering if he found out about what I did. " 𝚢𝚞𝚑 𝚎𝚗𝚓𝚘𝚢 𝚢𝚞𝚑 𝚜𝚎𝚕𝚏", "𝚆𝚊𝚑 𝚞 𝚊 𝚝𝚊𝚕𝚔 𝚋𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚋", I said my eyes never leaving him as he stoop before me. Looking at me dead in the eyes "𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚎 𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚋", he smiled Gripping me by the neck he whispered " 𝚃𝚎𝚔 𝚘𝚏𝚏 𝚢𝚞𝚑 𝚌𝚕𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚜", will these two lovers get over their obstacles or will they let the obstacles get over them? There would be typos to be corrected but I will be fixing them once I'm finished with writing please to note this is my first time writing a story so bare with me thank you💋

Nic had her backed against the wall without meaning to, every inch between them a battlefield. His hands flexed uselessly at his sides, wanting-needing-to touch, but not daring. The closeness was a slow burn, the kind that took him apart molecule by molecule. She tilted her chin up, eyes searching his, and he thought, if she leans in even a fraction, I'm gone. ✿ ✿ ✿ ✿ ✿ ✿ Olandria came to Love Island for exactly what the name promised - love. The villa is sun-soaked and electric, full of new faces and endless possibility. And then there's Nic: quiet confidence, steady charm, and a gaze that feels just a little too knowing. Every challenge, laugh, and stolen glance adds another layer to the pull between them. In a place where nothing stays simple for long, Olandria must navigate the sparks, the first impressions that won't fade, and the question that drives every Islander: who is worth the risk?

𝒚𝒂𝒗𝒆 𝒂 𝒍𝒊𝒄𝒆𝒏𝒔𝒆 𝒇𝒊𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒎? 𝒚𝒂𝒗𝒆 𝒂 𝒎𝒊𝒍𝒍𝒊𝒐𝒏 𝒅𝒐𝒍𝒍𝒂? 𝒚𝒂𝒗𝒆 𝒔𝒆𝒄𝒖𝒓𝒊𝒕𝒚? 𝒚𝒖𝒉 𝒏𝒐 𝒇𝒓𝒂𝒊𝒅.

"Uh look so like uh see duppy mumma. Or a uh reflection uh see?" Asked the driver, and I squinted as I tried to get a good look of his face, and he chucked and turned on the roof light when he realized, and I kissed my teeth and rolled my eyes when I saw who it was. "No. Just saw the devil himself." I replied and he laughed lowly. "So yah go come in or wah?" "Uh really expect me fi drive wid uh after uh threaten me weh night? Me good. Me will wait pan taxi." I said folding my arms stubbornly knowing damn well I would love the free ride. "My girl-" "Doh my girl mi." I cut him off, and he kissed his teeth lowering his hand brake. "Memba say a bad place uh inna yer and a night. The place unpredictable." "So are you. Mi will take the risk." "Cool." He said eyeing me up and down. "Weh yah look pan me fah?" "So mi can tell uh madda wah mi last see uh inna." He said before driving away while his tinted windows rolled back up. I kissed my teeth and rolled my eyes caz him really nah go fight me pan dis? Cool.

"Likkle gurl a wah yah deal wid? " he asked angrily at me. "Mi nah deal wid nothing, I'm a nurse and when it comes to my patients, dem is mi responsibly Ricky. " I complained. : "Ohh? " he stared at me. "Watch when yuh reach home likkle miss, ago fuck yuh up Inna dis. " he said pulling a way from me and walk to his car. No sah, a threaten him just threaten mi? Tan deh wait a mi yard, mek mi show yuh mi can bad too. ~~~~ Jamaican book between the Don and our likkle nurse... 🔥💦 (When the book is finished, it will be edited.) Uno, try memba fi vote... 💢 #1 - vote (12/12/23) #1- violence(12/12/23) #3 - Jamaican (12/12/23) #3 - Jamaican story (12/12/23)

I was so out of it that I didn't even notice when the stoplight switched from yellow to red. Struggling to act on my fight or flight, I have no choice but to run straight into the car in front of me. Oh fuck. Just one of those fucking days... Thankfully, the impact isn't fatal, but it's far from pretty. I exit my vehicle, ensuring to put my car in park before hopping out, the person from the car in front jumps out at the same time. A tall man begins to storm towards me, his brows furrowed as he takes long strides in my direction. Boy look cute and neat eesi... Why did we have to meet like this? "A buy yuh buy yuh license?" he screams at me with rage. Well, that's not nice. Tek back everything me just seh. "It was clearly an accident, mi did distracted" I tell him, trying to defend myself. Mi shame. The road is active around us, drivers are blowing their horns or peeping their heads through their windows to take in the scene. "Distracted? Aye lady, a who teach yuh fi drive?" he asks, a humorous yet frustrated smirk on his lips. Clearly a blind man.

She had her life in order, A nurse🩺 with a purpose, And a new beginning. But all it took was one night... One reckless decision... ...to change everything. She's now in debt with the Fierce. And with this debt came Addiction. Obsession. Risk. Will they choose each other in the end, or let the weight of it all tear them apart?

"Comm check... Testing, one... two... Kwes Boaz speaking. ...you a hear me? Ah. You ever wake up and feel like something's...missing? That's my life. Seven years after. Now I'm back, but nothing's the way I left it. Not even me. Amnija happened right after. Or at least, I think she did. She slipped through the walls I built around my mind-how she even do that? Bagga ray she gwaan wid. Afi' give har, ar' props. She a live her life now still, but all I'm trying to do is find my way in it. Yaan'dastan? Yuh feel she can make some space fi mi doh? Yuh feel e' g have a chance? Jah... We're about to take off. Buckle up. Guess we're about to find out." Ranking🥇 #1 in St. James #1 in matrimony #1 in young author #1 in youngwriter #1 in youngwriterspize

"Like seriously? A dat yuh come a mi workplace fi tell me?" I ask sounding calm. What if mi tek mi pen and stab him inna him big eye dem? "How yuh mean bredda? Yuh nuh mi ooman?" He asks with a stupid look on his face. "Yuh fool nuh fuck if yuh feel me and yuh deh" I hiss. Mi naa guh bawl ova him ino. Me? Naa dweet. "Watchya. A joke babes. Mi rate yuh too much fi do yuh dat." He says Yuh love me. BYEEEEE. "Mi nuh believe yuh" I say looking through the car window.

Book 1 in the Nasir Trilogy This story follows our main leads, Azim Nasir and Tyana Edwards on their journey of love, heartbreak, struggle and togetherness. What started as a simple interaction would lead to years of emotional and generational trauma. Highest Rank #1 Jamaicanlovestory #1 Jamaicanauthor #1 Patios