My Own Secret Door

When we were a child the space of reality is immersed somewhere in our imagination and that's why a child can be anything "A astronaut" to "King or Queen of the world"....according to their imaginations. But as we grow up we reality sets its foot hold and grows strong. we see the ways of the world and lose our imagi...

Forced to be His

She looked up, tears drenching her dark eyelashes. She sees him in the obsidian shadows of the room. A scream is stuck in her throat, unable to erupt from her mouth. She tries to turn and run, but as she moves her feet and takes a step, muscly arms encircle her waist. She feels her body lift above the ground, an...