“I want you, Zel. God knows how much I fucking want you.” He dropped his eyes, glaring at his fists. “But I’m still struggling inside. I want to be gentle. To hold you and make love to you. But…I won’t… — Pepper Winters Copy Share Image
“White sheets in front of me, So many thoughts inside me. My pen is shut, My hands stuck. Struggling to keep inside, Fighting to set free... My mind is on controversy! To write... Or not to!” — Tehreem Rahat Copy Share Image
