Nuha E.

Author on Reedsy Prompts since Nov, 2020

Stories (5)

5 Stories

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“The Sins of Sirens ” by Nuha E.

Submitted to Contest #83

The sun shone dimly in the sky, clouds varying shades of pink and orange hues, as the dusk began. It was scenes like these that made humans stop and gaze in awe at the seemingly limitless beauty of Mother Nature. How the skies above painted a different picture with every cloud that passed by, it never failed to make them look up from their screens and their mundane lives, and appreciate that they were part of something bigger. Of course, none of them knew they were pawns for beings far greater, more divine than they could fathom, and it was ...

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“Long Live The King ” by Nuha E.

Submitted to Contest #80

It was over. After countless years of fighting death, fighting to survive, it was finally over. The crowd rejoiced around me, bodies swirling together as they celebrated. The cheers were deafening as I pushed past strangers, away from the throngs of people. I had to get out of here, out of these blood-stained clothes. Surrounded by commoners, I stuck out like a sore thumb, but first I needed a drink. A strong one. There was only one tavern in this town, the cheering of the drunkards outside the small building a dead giveaway. Thankfully ther...

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“You Left Me.” by Nuha E.

Submitted to Contest #79

I sat there, hands shaking on the table. My stomach rumbled from hunger, but the thought of eating made me feel nauseous. I tried to listen to their advice, to not overthink things, keep my mind off her, not let her get to me. I tried to focus my attention onto other things, on the fact I had yet to finish my Uni application, on the party I had been invited to this Saturday. I thought about Dad. I knew he didn’t want me to say yes to her request. He didn’t want her in my life, in his own, and I didn’t blame him. He didn’t deserve everything ...

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“Forgotten Treasures” by Nuha E.

Submitted to Contest #78

“Lila, wait up!” I rolled my eyes, but I slowed my run into a slow walk. At this rate, I was going to be late and Mr. Rohan didn’t like it when I was late. He would always grumble, moaning about how nowadays kids have too much freedom and don’t respect their elders, before making me stay behind as punishment to finish menial tasks that he definitely did not pay me for. After last time where he got me to empty the trash, 5 bags full, to the Dumpyard, 4 miles south of the shop without Tom’s help, I wasn’t about to land myself in that tra...

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“The Death of Winter” by Nuha E.

Submitted to Contest #77

The cabin was empty. No sounds could be heard but the faint whispers of a gentle, winter wind much like a child's laughter, through the open cabin door. The wood creaked slightly under the weight of my footsteps, slow and sure footed. Unable to see anything, I crept closer as my vision cleared. The room seemed anew, as if no one had ever stepped foot here; as if it's inhabitants were mere ghosts. The once warm room was now cold, candle wax dried up on the table, the dead ashes of a burning fire a reminder of times spent. Time we won't get ba...

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Author bio

A night-owl, avid book collector, lover of tea and a middle child. I also write, well I try to (usually at 3am in the morning when the rest of the world is asleep) 😉 I appreciate every like and especially comments as I want to become a better writer, so if you like my stories or could think of something to improve, please let me know. Promise I don’t bite! 🙃 Any book reccomendations are welcome as well, make me cry and have yet another existential crisis🥲