A Present Soul

I grew up without realizing how much time I had spent, I found myself in a maze I couldn't get out of. I opened those dark memories, someone chasing after us for revenge, but is it all real? And why us?!

Your Soul Is My Lifeline

He is her soul mate in her travels and wanderings. He did not leave her for a moment, and he never abandoned her. Rather, their relationship became stronger after the illness, and they endured the exhaustion together.

They both were like a medicine that soothes the pain until they became a "lifeline" for each other.

They were together and pledged to stay that way, but life sometimes forces us to take an unplanned road that can't be avoided, so the memories remain the most beautiful consolation.

Rose Marie

Did Arthur really cry that day while he was secretly looking at her? And does the distance between both of them kill him? Does the barrier that she has created between them both—so he wouldn’t be able to reach her—make him insomniac? Is he longing for her to the degree of suffering as she does? She closed her eyes and took a deep breath, and only in her mind she said to him: “Have this pain, and let regret eat your heart bit by bit. Reap what you sowed. You devastatingly have done wrong towards both of us. That’s why you deserve my harsh words, so you may learn not to easily abandon our love.”

Departure

A short emotional novel that takes place in some country...

We see in the first chapter of the novel that the main character goes to the airport to catch up with the woman he loves, and indeed he succeeds in reaching her and traveling with her, but she shocks him upon reaching their destination that she will travel to another country and he could not go with her because he does not have a visa to enter this country.

The rest of the novel's chapters talk about the six-month period before the airport accident that took place in the first chapter. We will get to know more about the main character, his friends, and some of the stories that will happen to him.

The man will be exposed to many shocks and events, and we will discover later that they are shocks planned for a specific goal.

A Short Journey

This book contains short stories aimed at spreading awareness, the culture of communication, positive energy, and inner peace with oneself and others.

It also aims to present important, realistic issues in a simple and easy way, which includes plenty of human feelings and social relations that need support and development.

The book addresses all age groups, urges all of them to have a strong desire for development, and helps them express and control their feelings in a simple way.

Each story contains touching material and an end that touches the heart of the reader and helps them identify and communicate with one’s self.

This book is a collection of mixed feelings that all need extreme care and attention as well as a mixture of bad and good qualities, with the consequences of each and their impact on the person.

The book makes sure that every person receives the appropriate appreciation, and psychological and physical care to the fullest.

Ziada

Ziada is a girl from a village in Sohag, the daughter of a hired man who works with an ax to earn his living. He has seven daughters and one son, and she is daughter number five. And when her father was working in the field, and they told him of her coming and what he would call her; He looked away and said, "I call it Ziada." Her father, whose name is Miskeen, sees that she came more than he needed, for he was waiting for the boy to come, not the girl, for the girl in his eyes was naked and disgraceful! There are many problems between her and her father and society.

The Flower Of January: The Myth Of Flowers, Stones, And Trees

The immortal wind blew, encouraging the flower of January to run, so she started running and running, listening to its heartbeat as if it were the music of the universe. The day and night are alternating, so the flower did not calm down and did not settle. She opens its eyes with the sunlight, and she sees the universe at its best. She closes her eyes along with sunset, so she would see with her insight the universe with its magic and its beauty. She started running and running, here and there, she crossed the trees and valleys, climbed the mountainsides, and ran on the surfaces of the seas and the rivers. The only ones who saw her were the children who pointed at her, but the adults did not believe them, and the days passed.

Narcissus Flower

One glass is never filled with honey and wine We should understand this Whoever loves truly, would never ask for the impossible How long this thing that we don’t know, travelled, leaving behind an innocent life Smile… tomorrow will come again and every morning is beautiful Where did fate take him? Sadly asked Fantasy… brought him back to the beautiful time Did we chose who we are? Or was it fate? Destiny or the choice was left for us… What and where do we want to be?

Sea Foam

I took a step back as if I wanted to rest my body, completely oblivious to the fact that I was on the edge of a steep cliff that would have nearly collapsed on me, had it not been for Jihad’s hand that reached out and pulled me forcefully to save me and stop me facing him, so that time would stop as I looked into his eyes that contained a look of fear and suspicion of losing me.

We looked for a long time as if we were seeing each other for the first time. The sea breezes were caressing my hair this time, and the sun decided to disappear to give us some privacy, so the sky behind us seemed to be blushing!

Mr. Cherry

Was it over here or there? I was deliriously lost in the total darkness. It was as if the streetlamps along the road, as well as the bright lights on the walls and rooves of the neighboring houses, had simply stopped working. That night, people dressed in white to avoid bumping into each other, as they otherwise would not be able to see those around them.

All of this was quite clear through the window of my room, which overlooked the distract sports pitch, and opposite the main street.

Robbery Of Another Kind

The technological revolution and rapid development allowed e-mails to penetrate the lives of many of us without permission. These messages cast a shadow over the recipients in varying forms. This story is about ‘Rovan’, a young girl, where messages played a major role in changing her life. Since she received a message, it took her to the past, which made her fall in love and she devoted all her feelings to whom she loved, but suddenly, she found herself alone, after losing whom she thought she loved and she was accompanied by sadness and pain for several years. However, after a while, she confirmed that she did not lose anything but she loved the unworthy. So, she decided to shake off the sorrows of the past and start all over again. She succeeded by her own will to forget that thing called ‘love’. But after many years, she received an unknown message which she strongly resisted; it was her decision not to go into the stories of love that she no longer believed in. But her attempts failed, and she couldn't make it. Therefore, she decided to explore the past with a new opportunity, but does it work?

A Thug In The Corridors Of The Past

Crime has become an inevitable reality. It is a war that starts with a flame, then sparks fly to become a mighty fire in the human heart, which becomes cold embers, then ashes. Power is a poison that kills its owners.