A collection of short stories which are cliches, euphoric, dark, crazy and what not.
Make yourself comfortable and share this gamut of emotions with me.
You guys will fall in love with these stories and the characters. Peace x
- Maha lashari
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Skin againstskin, hips moving on their own accord, sighs and groans that warmed up the room, certain blonde hairssprawled on sheets.
"Jahangir; you're the lastman on earth, for me" At that moment he feltsomething; a sensation he neverfeltbefore, he watchedthe women beneath him in disbelief.
"Will you ever leave me Rosie?" Scrutinizing as a sigh escaped her parted lips.
"N-Never"
"Promise me" A sudden urgency in his voice.
"I promise jahangir, I promise"
Promises; such a bizzare occurrence. Why promises exists when they're meant to be broken? Jahangir's mind recalled the various scenarios that his brain played; like a movie.
The night in Sydney was as cold and skin-pinching as it can get, it was utter darkness on the route he was taking to walk to his apartment, he heard a faint scream from somewhere near him; at first he thought of it as a deliberation but heheard it again, spinning around to get a better view, a lean guy was dragging a women or girl from her hairs, Jahangir felt the need to savethe girl. So, he did. Bypunching the guy on his nose.
"Thank you for saving me" A sweet high-pitchedvoice thanked him.
"No need, I can walkyouhome if you want" Jahangir's cold eyes met her green one's. She was beautiful, very beautiful.
