Completed* There was a project to cleanse the world. A unique DNA found in a girl was the key to a serum which would be inserted into a group of people. A group of young adults try to save how much they can before they lose everything as they fight their way through torture, slaughterhouses, and infected people who ea...
And Job, when he cried unto his Lord, (saying): "Lo! adversity afflicteth me, and Thou art Most Merciful of all who show mercy.” {Qur’an 21: 83} Story by LinguisticMiracle
Alfred wakes up from a deep sleep and finds himself in year 2012, a period quite ahead of his time. His body never changed for he is still a young, 21 year-old man. As he tries to remember what happened, only one girl came into his mind - Helena, the girl whom he loved dearly in an unforgettable summer of 1947. Adjus...
Birds of a torn feather flock together. Revealing desperate fools within. One shall succeed, others shall suffice. While the rest shall, undoubtedly, be spirited away.
Feelings of remorse and guilt are natural reflections of sinning. Islam fully understands the temptations that come in the way of everyone of us, and that which some of us might go for. Only through repentance, that one can wipe out those sins and past misdeeds and gradually get freed from the clutches of the ego. Re...
Once, at three in the morning, Khalid wakes up to find an unread message on his computer. 'That's how it usually starts, doesn't it? With a slight chance. Sort of an impact, perhaps? Haha. Cheers, Cheecos15xx' A few words exchanged. A myriad of feelings spoken. There's love even in the stoniest of hearts.
A faithful, brewing mix. Blended with love. I speak, through the heart. But they are not words. They are whispers.
The phrases are torn; the letters bleed. For silence to reign, the bold voice must be heard. It speaks without fear, it will not speak without cause. My throat is constricted, but my soul is not. At first they were mere whispers. At last they are decorated cries.