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Miss Queen World is a prestigious pageant that gathers women of exceptional beauty and poise from across the world. Contestants compete for the coveted crown while demonstrating their ability to inspire and lead within their communities.
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Miss Queen World
Miss Queen World: Queenship Redefined! A queen doesn’t wait for a king, she builds and rules her own kingdom until the right king arrives. That’s the essence of Miss Queen World, a global event that celebrates the beauty, confidence, and talents of women from every corner of the world. More than just a beauty pageant, it is a movement that empowers women to embrace their individuality, recognize their worth, and take charge of their destiny.
By Miss Queen World10 months ago in Art
The Other Way
The Other Way – Story No. 2878 Nader had a gold watch, a precious gift from his grandfather. “Sir! Please, just give me two hundred rupees. You can deduct it from my wages. For God’s sake, have mercy on me, I am poor!” Nasser’s eyes were filled with tears as he clutched the feet of Seth Qamaruddin, pleading desperately.
By Sudais Zakwanabout 14 hours ago in Art
In the Name of Allah
Ahmad Raza was a children’s author who specialized in mystery and detective stories. His tales were filled with suspense and wonder, captivating readers of all ages. At home, besides him, only one trustworthy servant, Akram, managed the household. Ahmad Raza’s wife had passed away years ago, and their only son, a doctor, lived in the United Kingdom.
By Sudais Zakwanabout 14 hours ago in Art
The Blue Ridge Stalker
Tom had left the Ford down the way, its spark plugs finally exhausted and no mechanics for a dozen miles back through the foothills to Strossburg. No matter, he had worn his boots—almost as if he planned for this to happen. The puzzle he sought to solve emanated from the woods clinging to the slopes above; the valley behind held no mysteries.
By Stephen A. Roddewig5 days ago in Fiction
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