He put her down, making sure her hat was still pulled over her eyes. The roof was cold, and she had no jacket on. Her shoulders and legs were bare. "Are you okay?" he asked her urgently, grabbing her shoulders. "Are you hurt, Miso?" She shook her head slowly, even as she started when his hands touched her bare shoulders. His eyes scanned for any bruises, panicked, breathless. Why was he so terrified? "Miso! Miso, say some...

Captain Shay straightened his helmet as he pushed the door open, heaving a deep sigh. He hated interviews. He walked up to the silver figure waiting for him at the end of the room. Feeling slightly stupid, he cleared his throat loudly, sure that his loud footsteps should have announced his arrival, already. The interviewer was tiny, her back turned to him, her mane of silver hair reflecting the halogens off in all directi...

She put on a robe and walked on, into the balcony, her moonlit face a mask of secrets. As images from the past few hours flashed in front of her eyes, her face contorted in anguish. Unconsciously, she rubbed her upper arm, wincing slightly as she felt the soreness. All of her ached. A loud gasp escaped from her lips, as the masked figure grabbed her from behind, his hands rough, all of him hard against her.  "Had a fun ni...

I burst in through the door, looking for Ray. She was the one who opened it, though, surprised at finding me there. Through the muddled haze of alcohol, it slowly registered to me what she was wearing - practically nothing.My blood boiled, I was seething from head to toe."Where's he?" I spat."He's not home yet. What's wrong, Jackson?" she asked, confused and worried, at the same time.My eyes burned through the scanty clot...

I couldn't believe my eyes when I saw her standing across the road, eating her favourite doughnut. It was her - I would recognize that hair anywhere. She turned towards me, her long coat flapping in the wind, and my jaw dropped. Right at that moment, she looked up to meet my gaze, and her mouth stretched into a familiar smile.  I was already crossing the road. "Abby," I gasped, my voice coming out all breathless. She look...

Maahira was almost dressed. "You make a beautiful bride." His voice startled her. "Not that I ever imagined you to be anything less than breathtaking." "Samar! What are you doing here?" she asked, knocking over bottles and makeup in her haste to cover her half-untied blouse. "God, you really are the most beautiful thing I have ever laid my eyes on, Maahi."  "Samar, I don't think you should be here right now." "I've come t...