The Bad Boy and The Tomboy is now published as a Wattpad Book! As a Wattpad reader, you can access both the Original Edition and Books Edition upon purchase. Nicknames, a love of soccer, and school rumors are all the bad boy and the tomboy have in common. But if they give each other a chance, will they find something more? ***** Seventeen-year-old Macy Anderson is a tomboy that plays soccer, hangs with the guys, can't stand girls (except her best friend Jasmine) and doesn't know who Sam Cahill is. But when the pair unexpectedly meet, everything goes downhill from there. Because Sam Cahill is the school's bad boy, known for skipping classes and getting into trouble. Not to mention his cocky attitude, British accent, and magnetic charm, which seems to work on all the girls -- except Macy, who has a rule not date in high school. But when Sam starts showing her his moves (on and off the soccer field), Macy begins to see a different guy under the leather-clad exterior. Will that be enough to convince her that he's the one guy worth breaking the rules for? [[Word count: 300,000 - 350,000 words]] [[2015 Watty Winner]] All Rights Reserved- ©nikki20038

Amoya's life was a tangled web of secrets and lies, courtesy of her boyfriend Jaheeil's hidden agenda. But when she stumbled upon Kimani, a mysterious bad boy with a reputation for being untamed, her world was turned upside down. As she found herself irresistibly drawn to Kimani's raw charm. Amoya couldn't help but to wonder: will she risk everything for a love that's real, or remain trapped in a relationship built on deception? 𐙚˚ 𐙚˚ 𐙚˚ 𐙚˚ 𐙚˚ "Of course I'm going to leave him. I've outgrown these type of lowlife relationships at this point. He raised the bar for me now he doesn't fit my criteria. Period!" ~Amoya "I couldn't apologize for being upset with him. I'll just come around and he has to accept that. Afterall I'm just a girl." ~ Amoya ______________________________________________ My gaze roamed over her, eyes lingering on her hand, still resting on her skin. "I was," I said, my voice dripping with amusement. "But it seems as if I'm not the only one who's wide awake tonight." Amoya's flush deepened as she realized she'd been caught. She snatched her hand away, trying to play it cool. "I was just...um...scratching an itch." "Save yuh lie dem yer. Me see exactly wah uh did a do." ~ Kimani 🏅: #1 jamaicannovel #1 jamaicanwriter #1 tavern #1 newauthor

It all started with a Don and a college girl. Mysterious actions always takes place or should I say coincidence? "Cut out them dutty style deh yuh hear. You nuh know 'No?'' I say to him. Check out I promise you won't regret it. Out of Many one people that's our Motto🇯🇲.. [Preview Chapter 9..] I pulled the door seeing him in his towel tucked around his waist. My eyes trails down to his perfectly shaped V line. A lil smile formed on my face. Riah? Riah! Bout innocent look at you. He walk over to me and lifted my chin causing me to stare right in his eyes as our eyes went back and forth. "You like wha yuh see?" He ask teasingly. I nodded. Riah?! Shi why mi just nod? "No- ye- shi never mind" I say frustratingly as I look down. He lifted my chin once again. This time I didn't look in his eyes I look down his V line. He chuckled. He lifted me and place me on the counter, he then took the clothes out of my hands and place it next to me. He held the back of my head and leaned me in for a kiss. He sucks my bottom lip gently and slowly as I let out the softest moan ever. What is this feeling. Love So fast? Your new to love No it's not love I can't fall for him so quickly. His hands went under my saree as he rubs my legs. I pulled away, "let me change first?" Stay Reading.. Follow to be a Star_Reader⭐ This story is written in Standard English and Jamaican creole also known as Patois/Patwa. I don't own the right to any of the photos used in this story. They all came from pinterest and Google. It's an enjoyable story. Must read!

BEWARE: Strong sexual content and explicit language. Inseparable; people love being together, It's not that they can't be separated, but they don't want to. Love comes in all different ways, love is beautiful but it can also be ugly. Both Kacian and Sanjay gave up on love because of the hurt they received from previous relationship. For Kacian she swore not to love deeply again but she did when she met Sanjay, the man that swore not to love again but to get his revenge on woman. The woman he choose to take his revenge on is the young single mother that falls madly in love with him. How will this end? Him being successful in with his revenge or fail miserable? Chapters are out so please go ahead and check them out. Another 🇯🇲 romance you don't want to miss.

"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

She was trained to uphold the law. He was born to break it. Naiari never wanted to walk the same path as her father, the Deputy Commissioner of Police, but becoming an officer gave her purpose. Zayvion never asked to lead March Pen's most feared organization. But with his brother locked away, the weight of the empire falls on his shoulders. Cold, calculated, and unchallenged, until Naiari crashes into his world, unafraid and unbroken. She wants justice. He wants revenge. But neither expected the fire that would spark between them. In a city where loyalty is a currency and betrayal runs deep, love is the most dangerous weapon of all.

Sheltered art student Olivia will do anything to find her missing brother, even if it means infiltrating London's most exclusive sex club, run by the Moretti crime family. Thrust into a seductive world of wealth, power and sinful fantasies as L'Ombra's newest waitress, she catches the eye of the club's ruthless owner-Luca Moretti, the mafia king himself. A prime suspect in Noah's disappearance, the dangerously alluring Luca represents everything she fears and desires. His touch ignites a fire within her, awakening a hunger for submission and pleasure she never knew existed. He also happens to be the only person who can help her find the answers she needs. Trust is a luxury, and deception lurks at every corner, yet Olivia's closeness to Luca makes her question everything she thought she knew about the Moretti mafia boss...and herself. Standalone in the Sinful Fantasies series WARNING: This story contains content that may not be suitable for some readers.

I'm starting to wonder if I'm the problem? There is no way i attract this naturally...I should've listened when my mother told me to stay away from boys...especially the ones like these. ★ A typical Jamaican highschool relationship or so they thought...follow Tansaneé 'Hennessy' and Xavier on their journey. Through love, loss, infidelity and betrayals...what's in store for the young lovers? ★

Book 2: The Fated Chronicles Will doesn't trust anyone. Doesn't let them in because he doesn't want to get hurt again, he can't afford to. Will is lost, he's been through too much to not be. Will doesn't know what he's doing, besides trying to make it through each day. But it's hard because Will is scared. Will is always scared. Damon is mad, he's the next in line alpha to a pack that fears him. Damon is always mad because nobody gets him, they all think he needs to be fixed, he doesn't. Damon does bad things when he's mad and even worst things when he's sad. And these days, Damon is always sad. Will and Damon are both broken. Broken pieces sometimes fit together and other times, they don't. But every once in a while, they clash until they fit just right. Will and Damon fit just right

Pulling up to the abandoned house, they heard gunshots. They looked at each other confused, wondering who first them here. Exiting the car, they noticed a jet black BMW with heavily tinted windows parked at the far corner of the driveway. Drawing for their weapons, they walked toward the entrance of the house, slowing opening the door before walking in. Going further in, they noticed a small woman figure dressed in all black leather. She stood over a now deadbody as she reached her back, retrieving a knife. Keeping focus on the girl, they watched as she flung the knife to her left A male groaning after. "If yah go try kill me yuh affi move faster than that" she says turning her head in the direction of the man she just hit. Taken aback by the girl's voice, they all stared at Tyrese who had a shocked expression on his face. "Leyah?" He spoke. She stopped in her tracks turning to face the three men who stood there in disbelief. "And me deh yah swear think she innocent" ______________________________________________ ‼DISCLAIMER ‼ This book is purely fiction and is written strictly from the writers imagination. Persons used in this book are strictly face claims. I DO NOT know these persons personally so if you come across their social media do not harass them ‼⚠️WARNING ⚠️‼ Read at your own risk Contains mature 🔞and disturbing scenes Comment and vote❤ Hope you enjoy this book ~olefuckis 💋🍃