RabiyaR Butt
Bio
Bonjour!
I love to write. Writing is an art and I want to excel my skills with passion. Just a pinch of effort with a plethora of hard work and a strong determination in the way can help in the journey.
Stories (8/0)
Embrace Yourself Proudly
Emily had always been rather embarrassed about her red hair which appeared bright as if it had been dyed. Her younger self even sought to cover it with hats or hoped to wake up with a different hair shade, one that most of her peers enjoyed. She sat envying them as they washed their beautiful black, brown shiny hair thinking why couldn’t she have hair like them. However, the latter becomes a significant issue in the given story as soon as Emily comes to understand that her hair is what defines her as a person. This was the moment she began to accept the itchy, fiery hair on her head; however, it was not until she came across the redhead festival in Ireland that she felt like she belonged.
By RabiyaR Buttabout 24 hours ago in Motivation
A mask of Perfection
Alexandra “Alex” Thompson was the picture of perfection to say the least. A beautiful woman walking her dog one morning was also a successful senior executive with a leading consulting company, an immensely intelligent, and witty woman. Her subordinates looked up to her, her neighbors wished for what she had, and her parents were always proud of her. She was elegant in dress, always had her hair done and she was always smiling as if she possessed a source of endless light.
By RabiyaR Butta day ago in Humans
The Fading Light Of Love
Alex and Emma are a young and beautiful couple from the loving town once upon a time. Alex was what one would describe as suave, muscular built, highlighted by sharp blue eyes and that killer smile. He was self-assured and seemed to have the gift of the gab and there is no doubt that he was rather handsome. While Tom was a rough exterior and a rather cruel man, Emma was a beautiful woman, with a good heart to boot. They got married because she can easily get hypnotized by Alex and have been deeply in love with him.
By RabiyaR Butta day ago in Humans
Mystery
The moonless twisted branches and roots of ever-famous fairy tales’ were the dwelling of Timmy and an evil that could not be grasped by any living being. Fear was depicted in this scene when cries and screams of the boy were heard in the deserted village and the sound got the attention of people.
By RabiyaR Butta day ago in Horror
Her heart ceased to beat years ago
Once upon a time in a little village in the mountains there was a beautiful and generous woman who call Lotus. Everyone that had the pleasure of knowing her was a fan and her smile could brighten up even the pitch black room. Lotus was working as a florist and enjoyed her job to the core as she used to make flowers as per her natural instincts and used to make beautiful flowers that can bring smile on some or everyone’s face.
By RabiyaR Butt2 days ago in Fiction
Whispering Woods
Oakwood had always boast of its historical and cultural attachment in the most exquisite way possible. Located in the centre of Whispering Woods, it was an establishment which applied both traditions and the newest tendencies. However, the craze started wearing off as years advanced while the ties of the town with the old world seemed to be loosening up gradually. The tales were suppressed, the rites performed were seen as conventional and the places of worship and sanctuaries were abandoned.
By RabiyaR Butt2 days ago in Chapters
Haunted Halloween Party
It was Halloween and of course at night and it was a stormy night and a full moon at that and all the kids were dressed up and they all went to the old mansion on the hill. Undoubtedly, the Dr. and Mrs. Smiths had done everything they possibly could for the show, the cobwebs, the skeletons and the haunted house, located at the basement. However, suppose with increasing numbers of nights, the celebrations were being roused to the next level which was fatal.
By RabiyaR Butt2 days ago in Horror
Exorcism
Ava, had always been an actively happy individual, but one day, she wakes up feeling. . . different. He was asking questions she couldn’t answer but she had been having a sense of a black core deep within her, a feeling of an entity hiding in the shadow of her consciousness.
By RabiyaR Butt2 days ago in Fiction
