𝘒𝘯𝘦𝘸 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘳𝘪𝘥𝘦 𝘰𝘳 𝘥𝘪𝘦, 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦 𝘷𝘪𝘣𝘦𝘴 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘤𝘢𝘯'𝘵 𝘥𝘦𝘯𝘺 ༯ Apart of the FAMU & Heaven series. You don't have to read FAMU or Heaven is a Teenage Girl to read the book!!

This shi the vibes. Just read twin 💆🏽‍♀️ Sort of a sequel to College: The FAMU Freshman You don't have to read College: FAMU Freshman. This is just a sequel with the kids all grown up with new characters & storylines :)

"𝐈'𝐦𝐚 𝐭𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐛𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐢𝐞 𝐚𝐬𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐑𝐨𝐝𝐞𝐨 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐥𝐞𝐭 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐩𝐢𝐜𝐤 𝐮𝐩 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭 !"

Sometimes secrets are worst than lies but what happens when they're both combine with love..... Let's go on a journey with Toni Shay Hill and O'Dillion McFord to see what life is like when mixed with LOVE+ Lies and Secrets. A Jamaican Romantic Fiction Novel ................

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.

Not everything that glistens is gold, didn't your mother tell you that growing up?✨ Born with a nothing short of a gold spoon in her mouth as the heir to one of the richest Dynasties in Jamaica, the young Ms.Carter has life set out for her. From her father's affluent gifts to the lifestyle she upholds, some could only dream to live like her for even a mere a day. But is it really all it seems? The glitz, the glamour, luxury?

"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

The Hairstylist and the Don "I want you to come one hour earlier than we agreed," his cilent said "Why?" he asked "You know why," she said and he looked at the phone. He made a face and looked away. Den a wah she show him "I already told you I'm saving myself for marriage," he said A wah pop Wah him just say

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