"Abhay please.....please don't." i said while backing off from him. "why darling? did you forget, i am your dear husband" he said while evilly smirking at me. i moved further away from him colliding my back with wall. 'gosh ! i have no escape now.' "abhay, please...please no." i said while tucking at my towel which is...
❝ We are the heroes of our time, but we're dancing with the demons in our minds. ❞ In which Samantha Clarence vows to avenge her brother. Nothing is going to stop her; not the war, not the rules, and not being a woman. Though, with Hydra, mutations, and a certain Bucky Barnes, things don't always go to plan. With supe...
Two Serial killers, one captive, chances of survival? Student psychologist Ashley is on a journey that will shake the foundations of her existence as she fights to stay alive whilst trapped between the enigmatic Michael Wilton and insatiable (extremely unstable) Samuel Hanz. Having escaped from the Dale-Creek Hill in...
Lexie is not a warrior. In fact, Lexie is a painter. Her hands are always covered in paint. Never coming off. Always there. For Lexie, painting is an escape. An escape from her pain. She paints to avoid the darkness that is in her soul. She paints to avoid looking at the bleeding wound inside her chest. She paints. To...
