" I want to die. I don't want to live." She screamed. Knees on the floor, the knife in her hand, blood dripping from her wrist. Tears and sweat stained her face; strands of messy hair clung to her cheeks. " Then I'll die too." Will she die... or will she heal? Is her story one of tears and silence, or of hope and healing? [ Mature Content]

"Kya tune kabhi... khud ko chhua hai?" He whispered, his breath warm against her lips, voice trembling between desire and restraint. (Have you ever... touched yourself?) "Nahi." (No.) A story of a couple set in the mid 20th century. It's not just about physical intimacy but something deeper - a connection, emotions we call love. Or is it just lust? [Mature Content.]