I am someone who is deeply in love with the world. Nothing can separate me from the people, places and things I need and want. Love is equivalent to life itself. I find joy in the simplest things life can offer.
Love in vain. Closure and clarity. These are the things that are needed to be answered in this story of mine. When love dies and lives again and again to haunt you. What will you do?
I always wanted to make a kind of a horror story but with a love story setting. I am not into those scary stories with too much violence but rather with deep content. I have watched the movie "Somewhere in Time" when I was in just a kid. I was really fascinated with its story line and how wonderful the characters played in the movie. have also enjoyed watching movies about time travel. I am so amazed of how great writers can do such amzing stories and I hope in time I can write one nice story as well. I wanted to be able to tell a story as riveting as that movie, but I am just a kid then with a very wild imagination. As I grew older, the love for writing came back to me. Although I did not have any formal training in writing, I just wanted to try. I hope I will be able to tell the story clearly to the audience who are into these types of content, suspense/horror, past to present to past timeline.
This story tackles the lives of three individuals from the past and the present all connected at some point in time. Love. Lies. Tragedy. All these are depicted in this story of mine.
Billionaire Romantic - Suspense Writing Contest
As I opened the door at the end of the hallway, I was shocked to see her, on the floor, lifeless and covered with blood. I saw him, her, I don't know. I think I saw a face, a man, a woman, standing beside her, holding something very sharp. A knife? A steel pipe? I don't remember. Why can't I remember?
"Riiiiinggggg!" Sounded the alarm on her outdated phone. She immediately opened her eyes and sighed in relief. "It was just a dream", she murmured to herself. She has been having nightmares for so long, she couldn't figure out what is real and what is not.
It's 7:00 o'clock am, time for her to get up and do all the stuff she needs to do before going to work. "This day, I hope I may be able to uncover the truth." "I am brave and I am ready to know everything. Wait and see my beloved Ellie, I'll give you the peace you have been longing to have for the past two years."
Everybody has a favorite fairytale, but my favorite is ours. I always thought the phrase "You had me at Hello", is so corny and insincere, but I guess I was wrong. It happened to me one fine Saturday morning while I was sipping my half-warm and half-cold white coffee, more creamer and less coffee. I was just minding my own business, enjoying my time alone, when I heard a knock on the door. Who could it be, I wondered, at this hour? I placed my coffee cup of the edge of the kitchen counter and slowly headed towards the door to see who it was.
As I opened the door I was imagining things, scary things at that, but it disappeared the moment I saw him. Yes, him. Tall, good-looking and he smells nice. Apparently he was my new next-door neighbor. He was just so kind to knock on everyone's door early in the morning to offer some pie and introduce himself and we'll, the rest of his family and politely asks to be patient with them because they're New in town. Of course, I accepted the pie, but smiled at him first. I really wanted to shake his hand but I thought maybe not.