In a country where voices are loud and emotions are expressive, silence can feel rare. But silence is not emptiness. Sometimes it is strength. Sometimes it is healing. Sometimes it is where two hearts recognize each other without a single word spoken. Aysher was raised in a home built by two powerful women - disciplined, intelligent, and emotionally aware. She believed her life was steady, predictable, and already written. Until a new presence entered her world. Victoria did not come to Italy looking for love. She came seeking safety, independence, and a fresh start after surviving a life that tried to break her. Neither of them expected anything. But sometimes connection does not announce itself. It simply appears. And when it does, silence becomes the place where everything begins.

Riley Brenan should've had the life she dreamed of when she was young. A good job, a lovely house and a beautiful wife. But life had other plans. When faced with making a life changing decision to protect someone she loves, Riley is forced to abandon everything she has ever known and cherished. Four years later, Riley returns to her hometown carrying deep wounds that refuse to heal, only to find that nothing is the way she left it. Her little brother won't speak to her, her parents are on the edge of divorce, her friends are married and pursuing careers, and her old girlfriend has moved on with her life. Riley tries to make a life for herself in a town she doesn't recognize anymore. Now, every day has become a fight to get everything she has lost back, while stopping the memories of her horrible past from haunting her and taking away what little she has left.

Completed 💯 MDLG GxG don't read if you don't like it! non sexual nursing Margot Vale is a cold, driven executive with a secret-she's been silently grieving the loss of her infant daughter for years. Her only tie to motherhood is the breast milk she still pumps and donates, a hidden ritual in an otherwise ruthless world. When Elise, a kind and capable young assistant, enters her life, Margot does everything to keep her out. But when Margot breaks down after missing her pumping sessions and destroying her pump, Elise stays-offering gentle help and unexpected understanding. In a moment of raw vulnerability, two women begin to build something rare: quiet trust in the ruins of pain and silence. short story

Three years ago, Phraenarin made the cruelest choice of her life-and lost the only woman she ever truly loved. Now Khemjira is back: colder, stronger, unreachable. Both CEOs. Both scarred. When fate forces them to work together, old wounds clash with lingering desire. Love never left. But forgiveness isn't easy. Will Khem stay this time... or is Rin already too late?

Raven came out of the closet hoping for acceptance but her overly religious reserved father turned out to be an extreme homophobe hence taking the measure of sending Raven to live with nuns while they 'cure' her gay away. But could he have predicted sending his gay daughter to a place full of women would only back fire?. "We are here to pray Raven" Mother Superior glared at me in warning. "All we do is pray. Can we discuss how you have managed to be a 36 year old virgin?" I ask the very strict uptight woman in front of me. "I committed to celibacy and purity" "Yes but does that mean you never get worked up. You obviously still have hormones and I'm sure you get wet sometimes" "Raven!"

Harlow Nightingale is used to getting under people's skin-brilliant, reckless, and a little too mouthy for her own good. At twenty-one, she's studying psychology at Oxford, more interested in testing boundaries than respecting them. But when she crosses paths with Professor Ainsley Beaumont, everything changes. Dr. Beaumont is cold. Controlled. Dangerous. A woman who doesn't just teach the mind-she owns it. What starts as a disciplinary warning turns into something far more twisted. Harlow is curious. Ainsley is merciless. Every punishment is precise. Every word is calculated. And every time Harlow swears it's the last, she finds herself crawling back-hungry for the praise, the pain, the pull of being completely undone. Their connection is wrong. Toxic. Unforgivable. But Harlow's never felt more seen. Or more owned. And surrender never looked so sweet.

Mitch (Miu) is everything Lea (Lena) hates. Daughter of a powerful conglomerate, Mitch walks through life with porcelain skin, a disarming smile, and too much ease. She's a bright eyed freshman who stumbles into the university theater club and straight into Lea's line of sight. Cold, composed, and guarded behind walls she built herself, Lea earns everything through grit and sacrifice. She's used to fending for herself. And people like Mitch? For Lea, they're distractions at best, trouble at worst. But Mitch has only one focus: Lea. And Lea has no time for a rich girl playing pretend... or so she tells herself. Years later, fate pulls them back together under brighter spotlights and higher stakes. But time doesn't make the truth any easier to face. Because falling for Mitch was never in the script. And this time... Lea might be too late to rewrite the ending.

What if the woman everyone fears, the cold, untouchable HR Head who almost got you fired for one mistake, has been secretly obsessed with you all along? Behind her sharp suits and ruthless decisions lies a dangerous fixation she's buried beneath professionalism. Every glance, every warning, every near-termination wasn't just discipline... it was control. And the moment you start to notice the cracks in her perfect composure, you realize the real danger isn't losing your job, It's becoming the center of her dark, consuming obsession. REMINDER: This story is an original work and is protected. Any form of copying, reproduction, redistribution, or unauthorized use is strictly prohibited. Violations will be taken seriously and may lead to legal action. Please respect the author's rights and creative work. ©️ ALL RIGHT RESERVED 2026 PUBLISHED: MARCH 3,2026 FINISHED: APRIL 18,2026

Zara's voice trembled. "Easy... it's too much, I've..... I've never done this before" as Yasmin thrusts inside her. Yasmin's chest heaved, her mind spinning with weeks of frustration and betrayal. Nara had ignored her, pushed her away while Yasmin had given everything love, care, devotion. And now, with Zara before her, all of that anger and longing ignited. "I... I can't stop, it's so warm and .... Arrgghh I can't fit in....stay still" Yasmin demanded peeling Zara's thighs open, her voice low, almost feral, eyes locking on Zara's. She didn't want to, either. Zara's hands gripped her tightly, the tension between them electric, dangerous. Fear, excitement, and something more twisted danced in Zara's eyes. She was trembling not from pain, but from the intensity, the rawness of it all. The room was thick with heat and tension. Yasmin's hands moved with a possessive urgency, desperate to feel, desperate to release. Every restraint, every rule, every careful facade she'd built melted away. She lost herself in Zara's warmth, in the chaos of the moment, in the dangerous thrill of desire that bordered on obsession. By the time it ended, both were breathing hard, eyes wide, hearts pounding. Yasmin leaned back, letting the tension drain slowly, the room quiet except for their ragged breaths. For a moment, neither moved. "You... you're insane," Zara whispered, a nervous smile tugging at her lips. "And you... you're irresistible," Yasmin replied, her tone dark and husky. "Be careful, Zara. I don't stop for anyone."