She broke down as soon as she lost him from her sight, and from then on, the evening went by in a state of stupour occasionally shattered by uninvited moments of clarity. They were as painful as that cloud of certainty looming above it all. Nothing she could do would ever bring him back. He was lost to the darkness forever, and it was her fault. Read the rest of this entry »

A koraesti napsugarak halvány narancsszín fénnyel borították be az ódon templomot, mely már kívülről is szellemlak látszatát keltette. Andrea borzongva figyelte, amint a nap sugarai egyre lejjebb és lejjebb kúsztak a falak moha-szegte kövein. Read the rest of this entry »

-Üdvözlöm, Andrea –állt fel Romano, amikor Ani-t látta közeledni az asztalához. –Elnézést kell kérnem Josh nevében, az imént hívott egy végeláthatatlan dugó kellős közepéből. Üzeni, hogy amint tud, igyekszik. Read the rest of this entry »

Nem hitte volna, hogy a második emeletre felsétálni valaha is ekkora tehernek bizonyul. Csigaléptekkel haladt felfelé, de még így is túlságosan hamar repítette testvére lakásának ajtaja elé a könyörtelen idő. Read the rest of this entry »

-Gyere, pajtás… most magadra hagylak egy kis ideig, jó? Nem sok kedvem van menni, amikor kint is csatangolhatnánk édeskettesben, de… tudod. A meló az meló. Majd este sétálunk a holdfényben, ígérem. Read the rest of this entry »

Szürkés, színtelen reggelre ébredt a világ. Andrea Moira Ramsey, harminchét éves Los Angeles-i lakos lustán fordult át a hátáról az oldalára, élvezve a kora reggel adta gondtalan perceket, [...] Read the rest of this entry »

Egy pohár tejeskávéval és egy mazsolás muffinnal a kezében komótosan visszasétált az autójához: a Starbuck’s zsúfolásig megtelt, de Ani-nak semmi kedve nem volt étteremet keresgélni. Read the rest of this entry »

Szembenézek az örök erkölcsi kétellyel, miszerint semmi jogunk felhasználni egy létező embert a saját céljainkra, bár ezen el lehetne csemegézni (talán máskor el is fogok), és azzal zárom le most a vitát, magamban legalábbis, hogy… Read the rest of this entry »

Nem érezte túl fényesen magát a kivételesen hosszúnak tűnő hetet követően; másodállásban egy dúsgazdag üzletember party-kívánságait igyekezett kielégíteni, aki szerint egy kisebb családi vacsora háromszáz meghívottat és egy élő zenekart foglalt magába. Read the rest of this entry »

30.

Early morning found Kathleen sitting at her desk, hunched over a contract she was supposed to hand in, revised and updated, two days earlier. She knew Abbey would always let her off easy, whatever she did, but she hated to take advantage of her friend’s generosity. Read the rest of this entry »

Chapter 8

He couldn’t believe he was where he was. In the middle of the night, acting like a lunatic to return to a place he never would have dreamed of even going to in the first place. But that was before Chris corrupted him, and before he saw Aimée. Read the rest of this entry »

Szóval ez a válaszom arra a sok üres, tartalomtól mentes, érzéstelen és jéghideg szöszenetre, melyre ráfogják, hogy erotikus írás. Kiborított, mennyire nem érdekli az embereket a testiség mögötti érzelem, és bebizonyítottam, hogy márpedig a kettő együtt jár. Nálam legalábbis. Read the rest of this entry »

*SIIIIIGH*
I believe, this was the deepest she could have gone.
If she went any further, she would not be alive now!!!
I know you’re all impatient to see how the story will go, but I needed to write this chapter. Short but important one.
I won’t say enjoy… but endure! Stuff to happen shortly, promise!
*hug* Read the rest of this entry »

It was late, and it was dark. And it was lonely in the flat, her only possession. Past midnight, tossing sleeplessly on her crumpled sheet. Read the rest of this entry »

The next Monday there was an unexpected rush of December sunshine that made the world look a much happier place than it actually was. Read the rest of this entry »

The air was mellow and lights flickered all around him, making him alert and eager to see the unseen. He was almost happy Chris was back in the hotel: it felt right to be alone, though he didn’t exactly know why. He walked at a slow pace, gazing at the buildings, taking in the details, smelling in the fumes of cars, the tepid warmth lingering after a stifling summer day, and wild whiffs of striking perfume at odd moments, whenever a lady of the night went past him. Read the rest of this entry »

There was no photoshoot, but he felt he was exploding. If he couldn’t lose himself in the warmth of a woman he would lose his mind. Too much work and too little rest had made him a little grumpy lately. Why that note and why not the other, when it sounded much better like that. Why only two shows in Atlanta, why a bluish album cover again, why this, why that. He needed to vent, he needed to complain to someone, and for some reason, a stranger (or almost) seemed more suitable for the job than anyone from his crew or family. He just saw them too often; right now, he needed to interact with someone whose not every gesture looked familiar to him. Read the rest of this entry »

1 .

Standing in front of the judge, he felt shame and anger burn heavy on his shoulders. The court room was jampacked, but the silence grew thick and deadly. He could hear the thoughts, his, theirs, angry and deceived, sad and demanding. He felt ashamed, he felt indignant, he felt used, and terribly lonely amidst all those people. Read the rest of this entry »

1.

The Champs-Élyseés was, and would forever be, an endless source of excitement and frenzy for locals and visitors alike. Just as Picaddilly Circus and its close vicinity in London, or the Nevskiy Boulevard in St Petersburgh, the main artery of Paris was the Champs-Élysées. Read the rest of this entry »

(Part II)

45.

Deep into the water, deep into the dark, deep into the water, deep into the dark, the words repeated themselves in her mind under a starless night sky by the sea. Sitting on a cliff, letting time go, letting everything go, envelopped by a cold wind and the darkness of the lonely night. Read the rest of this entry »