muqaddas shura
Bio
"Every story holds an emotion.
I bring those emotions to you through words."
I bring you heart-touching stories .Some like fragrance, some like silent tears, and some like cherished memories. Within each story lies a new world ,new feelings.
Stories (23)
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The Little Lantern
In a quiet mountain village tucked between emerald hills and winding rivers, lived a little boy named Tanu. He was just ten years old, but his heart was bigger than the tallest tree in the village. Tanu lived with his grandmother, who was old and frail but full of wisdom. She always told him, “A single kind act can light a thousand hearts.”
By muqaddas shura8 months ago in Chapters
Wings Over the Wild
The sun rose like a golden wound over the Andes, streaking the icy peaks with blood-orange light. Kira Thorn tightened her gloves and checked the instruments on her ultralight glider, The Peregrine. Altimeter steady. Wind to the northwest. Everything ready.
By muqaddas shura8 months ago in Fiction
The Girl in the Mirror
In the outskirts of a quiet town, hidden between dense woods and forgotten roads, stood an old house with peeling walls and broken windows. Everyone in the town whispered about it—they called it The Mirror House. No one had lived there for decades, not since the Malik family disappeared one stormy night. But the stories never stopped.
By muqaddas shura8 months ago in Horror
Neon Skies of Arcturon
The city of Arcturon gleamed like a monument to perfection—skybridges coiling between diamond towers, airborne trains whispering past the clouds, and a sky so full of neon that stars had been forgotten. Beneath it all, millions of citizens existed under a perfect algorithm, breathing engineered air and thinking thoughts pre-approved by the city’s Central Intelligence Grid.
By muqaddas shura9 months ago in Earth
Whispers Behind the Walls
The house at the end of Marrow Lane had been empty for twenty years. Or so everyone thought. Children dared each other to touch its rotting fence. Teenagers took blurry photos at night, hoping to catch a ghost. Adults simply crossed the street and muttered a prayer under their breath.
By muqaddas shura9 months ago in Horror
We Were Never Meant to Be This Tired
Maya was only twenty-one, but her bones ached like they’d carried sixty years of burdens. She sat in her room, the pale blue glow of her laptop screen reflecting in tired eyes. The tabs open were a familiar chaos—job applications, unpaid internship listings, student loan portals, a news article about climate collapse, and a meditation app she never used.
By muqaddas shura9 months ago in Motivation
Beneath the Olive Tree
The olive tree had stood for centuries. Its gnarled roots twisted through the soil of Palestine, deep and unmoved, even as everything around it changed — walls, soldiers, silence. It stood at the edge of a small village where few things remained untouched, and fewer still remembered.
By muqaddas shura9 months ago in Motivation
