Emotionallyraw cerita

A story born from tangled love, unspoken wounds and the kind of pain that refuses to stay quiet. It's messy, honest, and brutally human.

🩸 Godless Dogs In a world where faith died before the people did... only the broken survive. They were trained like beasts. Treated like tools. Then left to rot in a war that no one won. Now, haunted by blood-soaked memories and hunted by the same country they bled for, a former soldier walks the edge between man and monster. In the ruins of a shattered nation, loyalty is a lie, trust is a weakness, and redemption is just a word people use before they pull the trigger. But when he stumbles across a child carrying a secret worth killing for... The godless dog is forced to choose: Will he run? Or will he bite back?

Zaire is haunted by trauma, depression, and a past that never lets go. Cold, closed-off, and drowning in silence-until Jasper walks in. Gentle. Patient. Unafraid of the darkness. What begins as cautious connection turns into something deeper, but healing is never clean. As Zaire battles his mind, love might be the only thing left to save him-if he lets it.

Aris Vale was raised to obey, trained to survive, and destined to vanish. But when the system turns on her, she fights back-uncovering secrets that were never meant to surface. In a world built on silence, she becomes the voice that breaks it. The Fall is a raw, high-stakes 18+ thriller about freedom, fire, and found family.

Love. Life. Emotion.

Can something be eternal if it only whispers? Can the subtlest truths be the most profound?

This is just about Lalita. Nothing more, nothing less. Not the loudest in the room. Not the one anyone waits for. But she's always there - watching, enduring, remembering. This story doesn't follow heroes. It doesn't chase big endings. It simply follows Lalita. Through classrooms and corridors, in silences that scream louder than people, and in the quiet moments no one ever notices. She breaks. She bends. But she stays. And somehow, she shines. Lalita is everyone. Lalita is no one. Lalita is me. Lalita is you. Lalita is Lalita - and she's not sorry for it. © Lillian 2025