Stories Of Karbala Novels & Stories

- Lauren greeted her, watching her walk slowly and more consciously on her boots with very thin heels. — I came to see you off, I'm leaving for Cairo tonight, the fairy tale is over. - Karila warned low. Coming close enough for her to sit on the edge of Lauren's bed. The historian repeated her gesture, sitting at a safe and respectable distance. "It implies something like: what happens in El Kab, stays in El Kab? – Lauren asked curiously intrigued by the sudden departure. She knew the need would come, they still had some time to go. Karila nodded, eyeing her glove helplessly.

As he listened with the rest, he recognized the subject of the story as one of the bravest companion of the prophet peace be upon him. Bilal bin Rabaa was his name. The story tells of a tale of a black Arabian man who was once a slave. The moment he accepted Islam, he became a staunch believer. He faced great torture from his masters who placed a huge rock on his belly, tied his hands and feet to moving horses and pulled him all over the holy city. This man was given a condition to renounce Islam but his faith was too strong to give up on Islam. Muntaha listened to the man tell the tale of a brave believer. The story was very touching and the story teller was good at portraying different sce

“Alright. I won’t force you to go back to Northvale, but can’t you go back to Jeneva? Even if you don’t want to go to Jeneva, that’s fine. You can move to another country. I won’t let Titus Black or Adam Renae bother you!” “It has nothing to do with them.” Carol looked at the smoke in the distance. “Look. The terrorists are most likely burning the city again. Every day in Assyria, more than ten families get broken up. Some of them lose family in the war, and some of them go missing. Death is not far away for these people, but they treasure their lives.