Poems and Stories

私のムーンハート (My Moonheart)

It’s a clear night. The moon is out and bright tonight. Really bright.

And Raven is grateful because of it.

Because she has been walking aimlessly for hours now, perhaps even going around in circles, her feet taking her to a not so crowded area in Shibuya, Tokyo. It’s already close to midnight and though she knows that Tokyo is relatively safe even at nighttime, she really wants to get back to her hotel already. She wants a bath – a nice, long and hot one that she could soak in. To soothe her tired muscles, to soothe her tired feet, to relax her. It has been a long day of walking, going to places she hasn’t been to before, getting lost…

Lost. Yep. She is definitely lost right now. She doesn’t know where she is exactly, only that she knows she’s still somewhere in Shibuya. At least she’s in a part of Tokyo that’s well known, even though there isn’t currently anyone around her. The small park where she decided to sit down and take a quick break is also deserted. Continue reading “私のムーンハート (My Moonheart)”

Poems and Stories

Hello, doll… (A Short Story)

A really good friend and soul sister of mine sent me this writing prompt when I was in a kind of writing stump. To be honest, I had fun writing this. And I hope this delivered. 💕

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“Ahhhh shit,” he winces as he suddenly feels his left inside wrist burn.

He knows what it means, even as he watches the mark fascinatingly etch itself onto his seemingly unmarred skin – branding him, calling him, summoning him.

He gives a deep sigh before getting out of the old, abandoned car he found stalled beside an unnamed stretch of highway. He’s been hanging out here for devil knows how long, knowing that sooner or later, he will be… called.

He stretches and groans satisfyingly, feeling his back muscles pop. How long has it been since he moved? He’s gotten so still as he… waited. Continue reading “Hello, doll… (A Short Story)”

Poems and Stories

Fate on Christmas : a short Christmas story

Aaron Jameson looks up and shivers. “Ahh… It’s freezing tonight,” he mumbles to himself, putting his hands inside his jeans pockets to keep warm. He’s standing under a huge billboard along Sunset Blvd., the billboard being that of his face, advertising the new album he just released.

Taking out his phone, he takes a quick photo of his own billboard and fusses a bit when he sees the photo blurry. His hands are shaking and he doesn’t know if it’s from the cold or if it’s because of nerves.

Shaking his head, he takes another and nods to himself when the photo this time around came out better.

He doesn’t really understand why he’s doing this but for some reason, he just found himself doing so.

It’s late and though Hollywood doesn’t really sleep, it isn’t as crowded as it usually is, especially since it’s a weekday. Continue reading “Fate on Christmas : a short Christmas story”

Poems and Stories

For Janinna 💕

One of my soul sisters sent this prompt to me. And I just wanted to see if I still got it with writing on the fly. I hope this delivered.

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She is finally silent, though her heavy breaths could still be heard within the stillness of the four walls of their living room. Her watery eyes are cold, determined, angry. She continues to look at him.

Him.

The man she once promised to love forever. The man she once said she’ll grow old together with. The man who held her heart for the longest time.

The man who she fell in-love once.

The same man that she isn’t in-love with anymore.

“I’m done,” she quietly says, sitting down on the couch she remembers as the very first furniture they bought together all those years ago. She chuckles bitterly at this realization. “I am just so done.” Continue reading “For Janinna 💕”

Poems and Stories

Unbalanced – A Short Story

He’s seen her.

From the beginning of his concert from the stage until now. Even with the bright lights shining down on him, the loud sounds of the arena all around, he still sees her.

She’s not exactly up front but she’s quite close that he can still make out what she looks like. Her long, brown hair flowing around her shoulders, her dark yet smoldering, bright eyes, and those full pink lips, smirking.

Continue reading “Unbalanced – A Short Story”

Poems and Stories · Random Thoughts

Prompted Drabbles

I’ve been having a massive writer’s block lately and I haven’t really gotten back my drive to write yet. I know, I know. It’s been MONTHS, goodness. Though there are times when I really REALLY want to write, I feel its urge. My muse is still there but for some reason, I’m having a hard time getting the drive and inspiration to get my pen and paper (or laptop and word document) and just… well, write.

So I took to Twitter and asked some mutuals for writing prompts that would help me get out of my funk, so to speak. I wrote some drabbles in response to that. See/read these drabbles below.

Well then. I hope these delivered. And hopefully as well, that this is the start of me writing once more. Continue reading “Prompted Drabbles”

Poems and Stories

A Carved Dream (A Short Story)

Title: A Carved Dream

For AMACon 5

Genre: Semi-Thriller

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“NO! STOP!”

I suddenly bolt up screaming, drenched in cold sweat and panting like I just ran a marathon. I look around, bewildered, trying to get a sense of where I am when I realize that I’m in my bedroom and I was just having a damn nightmare. Even though I knew it was but a dream – for a moment, I couldn’t distinguish where I was and what was reality. I look at my hands and breathe a sigh of relief when I didn’t see any blood just as my brain registers that my sheets are all tangled between my legs and my hair is sticking out all over the place.

“Just a dream. Just a nightmare. Nothing more,” I mumble out as I pass my shaking hands across my face. I’m a trembling mess.

Grabbing my chest and breathing deeply, I close my eyes as I try to tell my heart to calm the fuck down. Easier said than done, I know, but I need to do it if I don’t want to look like a fucking zombie when I go to work later. I know it’s probably very early in the morning since it’s still dark out and I probably have a few more hours for sleep.

Though based on the thundering beats of my heart – I’m not sure if it’s possible for me to go back to sleep. What with the adrenaline that is still pulsing through my whole body. Plus I’m not even sure if I really do want to go back to sleep.

Not if I would be seeing—

“It’s just a dream. It’s just a dream, Nicky,” I tell myself. “It’s not happening and it’s never going to happen, alright?” Continue reading “A Carved Dream (A Short Story)”

Poems and Stories

Souled (A Short Story)

Title: Souled

Written for AMACon 5 at Twitter

Genre: Drama

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He enters the restaurant with his office mates and bosses after their company’s board meeting ended early. It’s bound to be a light night out, that perhaps will end in a few drinks a little later after dinner. He’s in a pretty good mood, what with it being almost weekend and all.

Walking inside the restaurant they had reservations in, he’s laughing at one of the jokes that his director is telling him when he suddenly stops in his tracks. He doesn’t understand it but his heart suddenly starts to pound.

What’s going on? He wonders and places a hand against his heart, frowning as he looks down. This is unusual. He thinks as he feels his heart threatening to jump out of his chest. He feels anxious and he doesn’t know the reason why. I need to calm down.

Then he feels a tingle go down his spine as goosebumps erupt along his arms. He suddenly looks up, eyes wide and still full of wonder, his gaze zeroing in on… something—no, rather… a someone.

And his breathing hitches.

Oh god… He thinks as he tries to stifle the gasp that’s about to come out of his lips, his heart clenching so painfully hard that he starts to breathe shallowly. Continue reading “Souled (A Short Story)”

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Vita Et Morte – Finally Published

So… 👀 I finally did it 🙈 I finally was able to publish one of my short stories/novellas onto Amazon KDP.

I didn’t know I would be able to do this, but I did. And I’m grateful for those who believed that I could. 😌 You know who you all are. 💛

Please give it a try! Search for “Vita Et Morte” over at Amazon. It’s only $0.99 or free via Kindle Unlimited. 😁

I would also appreciate it if you would also leave a review over at Amazon. It would help boost my book.

Currently working on getting that paperback for this story done, too! Will update you all once I have it printed and ready for release. Thank you all!! 😘💛🤗

P.S. if you want to get a free copy in exchange for an honest review that you must post on your blog or socmed accounts, kindly comment below or email me at ruth.ilasco@icloud.com