• She smiled and breathed in the sweet smell of coffee. Staring at the blank canvas in front of her, her mind began to swim with thousands of little ideas all taking off at once, yet not a one seeming to grow to the potential that she wanted it to have.

  • She studied him carefully, taking in every movement and facial expression. She did not want another manager like the last one. “I will not,” she continued, “stand for any tardiness. Not even if the world is ending, because I’ll need as many people as I can working during that time.” He laughed and a small […]

  • She walked into the kitchen and groaned. The water still wasn’t boiling. She turned to walk away, shaking her head when she heard that familiar chuckle. “Forgetting something, Ana?” She spun around to face the tall, lean man as he took several steps forward and turned on the stove, “It has to be on to […]

  • “Did you ever hear the story?” Daniel asked, a mischievous glint in his green eyes. “What story?” Alex asked, leaning forward in anticipation. “The one about the angel whose wings were ripped off. These guys ripped them off and filmed it. Anyone who watches the tape goes mad and the angel comes to kill them,” […]

  • Aurelia Moretti commented on the post, step 8 years, 4 months ago

    He was smiling as he took that first step out of the house. He didn’t seem to notice the blood on his hands, nor how the wind managed to lift away what was left of his shirt. The ribbons of it fluttered about but he payed them no heed. He ran a hand through his […]

  • “Just try it,” she purred. A slow, sultry smile made its way onto her lips, “If you can amuse me, I’ll let you go.” She raised the glass of wine to her painted lips and took a sip, never breaking eye contact, “What do you say, boys?”

  • Aurelia Moretti commented on the post, band 8 years, 4 months ago

    She stared down at the old band t-shirt and sighed. It was old and a few sizes too large for her to wear, but it still held so many memories. She traced the faded signatures with her index finger and smiled as that day came rushing back. She folded it up and shook her head. […]

  • There was a loud clap of thunder. “No one will recognize me,” he whispered, his voice hoarse. As always, there was that harsh voice responding to him, “Then make them.” He shook his head violently. He just had to move a little faster, then maybe he could outrun it. He didn’t want to listen to […]

  • Aurelia Moretti commented on the post, ill 8 years, 4 months ago

    “Dude, are you ill? You look like shit,” Alexander said as he tossed a sideways glance at Davy.
    “No,” he muttered, his voice hoarse, “Just fucking exhausted. I spent all day in a mosh pit yesterday.”
    Alexander snorted and shook his head, “Idiot.”

  • Felix stared up at the ceiling. He was stressed and afraid to think about what he was going to do. Violence was all he had ever known. It was second nature to him, and now he was being asked to stop and try to throw it all away. He felt the strong hands pulling at […]

  • “Fuck,” he groaned. He looked at the trophy case and wondered what he’d gotten into. He’d known that Andy was from a well-off family, but he hadn’t considered just how far that went. It was going to be a long summer, whether or not he wanted it to be.

  • He smiled wanly and once again began to pick up the sticks. He brushed his a few coppery strands of hair away from his face as he focused on his work and trying to remain in good spirits. It wasn’t working. He wanted a cigarette but knew there was no way he’d get one anytime […]

  • He took a long drag on the cigarette and smiled at Abigail. Abigail took the cigarette and passed it down the line. “What’s on the agenda for today, Nab?” Daniel asked, his green eyes shifting lazily.

  • Aurelia Moretti commented on the post, bow 8 years, 5 months ago

    She smiled and tugged softly on the little bow she had sewn onto her wrist years before. “It’s useless now,” she murmured. The promise had been broken, and the little bow was but a gentle reminder of times past.

  • “Don’t be stupid, brother,” she murmured, her green eyes piercing his grey ones. “Have you forgotten the meaning of the word ‘etiquette’?” “I may be drunk, Liesel, but I’m not stupid!” he cried, standing abruptly and knocking several empty bottles to the floor. “I. . . I just hate sleeping alone,” his voice was now […]

  • He chewed absently on the straw he’d shoved in the now-empty glass of coke and ice. His eyebrows were drawn together as he concentrated on some far-off spot in the distance, a scowl playing across his features.

  • Aurelia Moretti commented on the post, mean 8 years, 5 months ago

    There he stood, tall and passive, with a wicked gleam in his eyes. He had never been a very pleasant person, and as a child he had been downright mean. She watched him closely and wondered what she found so alluring about the man.

  • Daniel growled and leaned back against the cement wall. He sighed in agitation and threw his head back to look up at the glaring fluorescent lights. His white lab coat and maroon shirt were covered in dirt from the scuffle at the bar and residue left over from the dirty cell floor. He needed a […]

  • Aurelia Moretti commented on the post, stem 8 years, 5 months ago

    She absently twirled the stem of the daisy between her thumb and forefinger before suddenly dropping it. She raised her eyes to the sky and smiled a slow, wicked smile. Jeremy glanced at her curiously but said nothing until she turned her gaze to him. “I hope you have an idea, Alesennia,” he purred.

  • She had assisted him in several different projects already, yet still he seemed unsatisfied. “Alessandra,” he would murmur into the painting-filled room, “Cheeky little Alessandra. You do not know yourself.” She would scowl and stalk off, whispering that it was he who did not know her.