The Story Of Adil

The Story Of Adil I will present stories here I have written. please give your honest opinion

11/10/2024

"Silent Longing"

Aarib had once loved Mimi, a girl two years older than him. She was vibrant and full of life; her laughter could light up a room. But tragedy struck when Mimi died in a car accident, leaving Aarib’s heartbroken and his spirit shattered. Ever since, he had shut himself off from love, terrified of the pain that came with losing someone so dear.

Four years passed. Aarib was now in college, and his life was a quiet routine as he tried to move forward. He unexpectedly spotted Ayesha, one of his old classmates at a college program. Something about her captivated him in a way he couldn’t explain. It was as if a forgotten part of his heart stirred to life at the sight of her, even though he didn’t fully understand why.

Curious and drawn to Ayesha, Aarib tried to reach her online but couldn’t find her. Days later, he found himself playfully flirting with Eliza, another friend. Little did he know, Eliza was friends with Ayesha—the very girl who had caught his eye. When he realized the connection, his heart skipped a beat. Eliza noticed his curiosity and helped connect him with Ayesha.

Soon, Aarib and Ayesha began talking. Their conversations started lighthearted, but Aarib’s feelings for her quickly deepened. Though he tried to keep things casual, he couldn’t deny that he was falling for her. Yet, memories of losing Mimi kept him hesitant, unsure if he could survive another heartbreak.

After days of wrestling with his emotions, Aarib finally confessed his feelings to Ayesha. He told her how much he cared for her, hoping that maybe, just maybe, she might feel the same. But Ayesha, kind and thoughtful, gently told him that she valued him deeply as a best friend, but nothing more. Fearing the loss of her friendship, Aarib agreed to stay friends, though the pain in his heart grew heavier with each passing day.

To make things harder, Aarib learned that Ayesha’s parents had arranged a marriage for her. That news hit him like a punch to the gut, but he kept his feelings hidden, afraid to push her away. In a moment of vulnerability, Aarib messaged her, promising that if she gave him a chance, he would convince her parents he was the right person for her. Yet, his fear of rejection stopped him from ever saying it to her in person.

Now, Aarib carries the weight of his unspoken love. He loves Ayesha deeply, but he presses those feelings down, unable to let go yet too afraid to fully confess. His heart is troubled, torn between his love for her and his fear of losing her completely, leaving him in a constant state of silent longing.

10/10/2024

This is a Version of "The Nun II". I changed some elements and tried to make it better. I Hope You will like it

The Nun II

1956 – France
in a quiet village, where the shadow of evil lingered in the ancient church. As night deepened, Father Noiret, a devoted priest, knelt in prayer before the altar. The candlelight flickered, and an unnatural chill filled the air. A distant whisper echoed through the church, faint at first but growing stronger—a haunting voice, not of this world. Father Noiret clutched his rosary, fear creeping into his heart. Suddenly, the candles extinguished, plunging the church into darkness. A force swept through the room. The priest’s terrified scream was the last sound heard before his body was found hanging the next morning, a twisted sign of malevolent power.

Word of the priest’s mysterious death spread quickly, reaching Sister Irene at a convent in Italy. It had been four years since she last confronted the demon Valak, but she had never fully shaken the memories of that encounter. Now, she felt the familiar chill—Valak had returned. The Vatican soon summoned her, revealing a series of unexplained deaths across Europe. Priests, nuns, and holy men had been found dead under gruesome circumstances, and all signs pointed to one cause: the demon Valak was once again at work.

Accompanied by Sister Debra, a novice nun uncertain of her faith but eager to help, Sister Irene embarked on a journey that led them to a boarding school in the French countryside. There, Maurice—known as "Frenchie"—worked as a handyman, oblivious to the evil within him. Four years earlier, Valak had attempted to possess him, and though the demon had been driven away, it left a remnant of itself inside him. Strange occurrences haunted the school—visions of a demonic nun, objects moving of their own accord, and whispers in the dark. The children spoke of seeing strange figures in the shadows.

As Sister Irene and Debra delved deeper into the mystery, they uncovered a chilling truth. Long before Valak became a demon, he was a powerful angel in Heaven. But when Valak chose to follow Lucifer in his rebellion, God stripped him of his divine power, casting him down to Hell. Valak’s wings, once the source of his angelic strength, were torn from him and hidden away on Earth. These wings still held the remnants of his angelic power, and Valak was searching for them to restore his former glory.

The boarding school had been built atop the hiding place of Valak’s wings. The relic was not just a symbol of power; it was a vessel that could restore Valak’s angelic form, granting the demon unimaginable strength. Sister Irene and Sister Debra knew they had to find the wings before Valak did, or the consequences would be disastrous.

As night after night passed, the hauntings intensified. Valak’s presence grew stronger, tormenting Sister Irene with terrifying visions, and taunting her with memories of their last encounter. The tension in the school mounted as children and staff alike began to fall victim to the demon’s malevolence. Maurice’s behavior became more erratic, his possession by Valak inching closer to completion.

Finally, Sister Irene discovered the location of the relic—an old chapel buried beneath the school. Inside was a hidden chamber where Valak’s wings, still bound in holy chains, lay dormant. But Valak was already there, waiting. The final confrontation began. Valak, filled with rage, moved to reclaim his wings, the symbol of the angelic power he once had.

In a desperate struggle, Valak lashed out at Irene and Debra, determined to reunite with his wings and regain his strength. But just as Valak reached for them, Sister Irene acted. With a surge of courage, she touched the wings, feeling a divine power course through her. For a brief, awe-inspiring moment, God granted her the strength that once belonged to Valak. Her eyes glowed with the light of Heaven, and a fierce energy surrounded her, pushing back the dark presence of the demon.

With this newfound power, Irene turned against Valak. The demon screamed in fury as the light from the wings enveloped him. Irene recited ancient prayers, and the wings responded, locking Valak within their holy chains. The chamber shook as the forces of light and darkness collided, and Valak, now stripped of the chance to reclaim his former glory, was bound once again. The wings, now pulsing with divine light, sealed Valak in a prison of his own making.

But despite Irene’s newfound strength, she knew that Valak could not be killed permanently. His essence, dark and ancient, could only be contained. The wings, now radiating a soft glow, became a vessel of holy power, preventing Valak from ever regaining his angelic form. Irene collapsed as the divine power faded, the strength granted to her gone.

As dawn broke, the school slowly returned to normal, the shadows lifting from the grounds. Frenchie was freed from Valak’s possession, though the memories of the demon's influence lingered. Sister Irene and Sister Debra knew the world was safe, for now, but Valak’s threat was far from over.

The wings of the fallen angel remained hidden beneath the school, locked away, with only those who dared face the darkness aware of their power. Sister Irene knew that as long as Valak existed, the battle between light and dark would never truly end. But for now, they had won.

Deep in the shadows, Valak waited, still plotting, watching, hoping for the day when he could again seek the wings that would restore him to his former, terrible glory.

27/02/2024

Silent Admirer: Love Unspoken

Writer – Adil Ashraf Shiam

In a small town nestled amidst rolling hills and blooming meadows, there lived a young man named Ashraf, who had a heart filled with poetry and dreams. He found himself captivated by the presence of a remarkable girl named Samira. With her enchanting smile and graceful demeanor, Samira was like a ray of sunshine, brightening every corner of Ashraf's world.
From the moment they met, Ashraf knew there was something special about Samira. Her laughter echoed like a sweet melody, and her eyes held gentle warmth that drew him in. Though he longed to express his feelings, Ashraf found him hesitant to confess his love to Samira.
Every day, he admired her from afar, cherishing their every encounter and treasuring the moments they shared. In his heart, he painted beautiful portraits of Samira, capturing her essence in the verses of his unspoken poetry.
Yet, Ashraf couldn't find the courage to speak up, fearful that his affection might disrupt the magical connection they had. He didn't want to jeopardize the wonderful friendship they had built, so he kept his feelings hidden, allowing them to grow quietly like the petals of a blooming flower.
As the seasons passed, Ashraf's love for Samira only intensified. He felt grateful for the friendship they shared, cherishing every laugh, every conversation, and every stolen glance. He was content being the silent admirer, loving her from afar, knowing that Samira held a special place in his heart.
In moments of solitude, Ashraf would write heartfelt poetry, weaving his feelings for Samira into each verse. These verses became a sanctuary for his emotions, a testament to the depth of his love, and an expression of the unspoken words he held close to his heart.
One day, during a gentle stroll through the town, Samira turned to Ashraf and said, "You know, Ashraf, you are such a dear friend to me. I feel so comfortable when I'm with you, and your presence makes everything better."
Her words filled his heart with joy, and for a fleeting moment, he considered telling her how he truly felt. But the fear of altering their beautiful connection held him back, and he replied with a warm smile, "I treasure our friendship, Samira. You mean the world to me."
And so, their bond blossomed like a garden of unspoken love, growing with each passing day. Ashraf knew that someday, he might find the courage to reveal his feelings, but for now, he cherished the moments he spent with Samira, loving her silently and sincerely.
Sometimes, love finds its own unique way of expressing itself, and sometimes, the most powerful emotions are spoken through the language of unspoken affection. As long as Samira held a place in Ashraf's heart, he knew that their friendship would continue to bloom, even if his love remained unspoken for now.

Disclaimer: I took some help from Chat GPT to complete this Story.

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