Novels

Sometimes you think that life is cruel to us, but when we recall the tape of memories, we see that this cruelty is nothing but the product of our actions, a crime that we committed with our hands, and it got out of our control and turned and came back to strike again on our faces, as if with this st..

In a few minutes, he remained standing as if the clock of time had stopped, or that his heart had stopped in those moments when he was supposed to either cry collapsing, or try to resist and defend his most valuable possessions. Few to wreckage and dirt, he is not just stones or walls that held him ..

He stood at a crossroads, looked in all possible directions, saw on the right his picture walking hand in hand with a picture of light, he was neither afraid nor surprised, he felt that he would get used to it, and he also felt that this light had a great role in his life, maybe he should follow it ..

Among the folds of these lines is the story of a woman and a man who kept sadness in their hearts apart from each other until sadness killed them both!It may not be a true story but it is so realistic that it may have actually happened...

Love is when two eyes meet and then shine, love is when you meet all that you carry on your shoulders only, and you rest from the smile on the lips of the other, love is that you meet all that you carry on your shoulders only, and you rest from the smile on the lips of the other, and for the whole w..

I closed my eyes and wished that the sun would not rise while I was alive, I knew that every story had an end, and maybe here my end, I knew that every story had an end, and here might be my end, but when the sun of pain rose, I realized that every end has a beginning and here is a beginning My stor..

I got goosebumps when I learned that this person sitting in front of me is the person I once loved,I kept staring at his face with full attention, waiting for him to utter a word, but to no avail.His eyes were enough to talk about what happened to him as a result of my forgetfulness, memory loss is ..

I did not rebel against my reality, but rebelled against myself to take a path characterized by light.She was afraid of the darkness of souls, so she tried to protect her with a thought that belonged to her heart.Then no matter how much I rebel against my reality and my place, and since I did not vi..

Difficult and strange days in which we decided to parting, I am faced in one day with thousands of questions to which I do not find a convincing answer and I am afraid to convince myself of any answer and I regret believing it the most. Dreams, we grieve because we will never be together again, and ..

I am afraid that death will snatch me before I live my adventure, and I will die without achieving a goal, I am afraid that my name will be forgotten after my death and no trace of my memory will remain. My daughter, if you are convinced of what you are doing, and your heart is reassured by what you..

Rawan Jaber, that exceptional mirror that entered my office and sat in complete calm, with her vague gaze,She looks at me as if she does not see me, black hair and crimson lips covering a secret that begs for me to take it out.Until she finally spoke and my life changed after that, her features stil..

Dreams are nothing but those scattered thoughts in the rugged streets, dreams between a world that roams with the aspirants and streets that include the silent, the thorns in the streets of dreams are nothing but a ladder of salvation, and those who are frustrated in the world of denial are nothing ..