Chapter VI: The Ball part 3

                “Babe! Look what I got for you!” Matt said as he hurriedly ran while his palm gripped the rings inside his coat-pocket. He saw Marian on the other side of the room, a smile on her face as she conversed with someone Matt can barely make out who. The crowd seemed to thicken.

                He saw her fiancé look at her, a pumped-up smile on her face as she excitedly waved at Matt. It seemed comical for him, the girl waving at the other side as the boy desperately tries to make his way across the sea of trials—only to find his worst nightmares waited for him behind the shadow of his lover. Matt found half of the truth on his thoughts for Marian was having a conversation with none other than Jack Santino.

Chapter VII: The Ball Part 2

               Standing by the bouncers, sipping what looked like some sort of cocktail, was none other than Frank Moreno. He wasn't in his regular tropical tourist look—he looked sharp as ever, just like any other gentlemen inside the party.  He glanced over each person that passed. The bouncers were doing their jobs, checking the invitations, frisking the guests. Some were a bit too happy copping a feel as their sleazy hands wandered over silken feminine skin.

Chapter VII: The Ball Part 1

                The night sky glittered like black velvet above the busy streets of Manila. Inside one of the oldest and grandest hotels in town, distinguished guests gathered like moths to a flame. The night was young and busy; valets took care of their guests as one by one, people dressed in silk and velvet treaded across the red carpet.  The streets sparkled more than the stars above as countless cameras flashed, capturing moments of what could be the grandest gathering of the year. Alphonse Santino, the head of Santino Corporation and rumored mob boss, hosting a charity ball attended by names everyone knew.

Chapter VI: Past and Present

                It was a lazy Sunday morning for the reunited couple. Marian, just in her night gown, was still asleep underneath the covers of the bed. A smile was etched on her face as she gripped the pillow beside her. The steady humming of the air-conditioner resonated inside the bedroom. Matt’s baggage laid carelessly by the foot of the bed.

Empire Streets Chapter V: Emperor

 The sun barely began its course lighting up the sky yet Sunday morning was already busy down at the plaza. Families and friends gathered as they entered the cathedral. Its massive church-bell atop the tower rang for miles, both becoming a wake-up call and alarm to the nearby residents. The children with their parents played, running around as they were scolded to behave inside the hallowed grounds of Imus Cathedral.

Empire Streets Chapter IV: A Working Detective

 Darwin stared down a glass of cold piss-colored beer like it was suspect during one of his interrogations. He took the glass with one hand and held it near his face. His brows furrowed as he observed the bead-like sweat running down the transparent glass. Darwin placed the tip on his lips and felt the cool and bitter liquid run down his throat. It was his refreshingly third glass.

Empire Streets Chapter III: Gumshoe Darwin

What's worse than Manila traffic? Manila traffic when you're in a fuckin' hurry. Those words ran through Detective Darwin Rodriguez mind as he drove down the bumper-to-bumper traffic near Pasig. A few minutes ago, he got a call from the chief-of-police. Some kid decided to swim in the god-forsaken river and as luck would have it, trash, muck and grime weren't the only things running down Pasig river's course. Chief said some kid felt someone grab his foot as he swam down the river. Turns out some poor dude got his feet cemented and was thrown down the river. Heh, someone's been watching too much gangster movies.

Empire Streets Chapter II: Marian

 The rural feel enveloped this hot Saturday morning. In  Imus, Cavite, just south of the Urban Jungle that is Manila, Marian Garcia was tending to her flowers just outside her house. As she watered the plants beside her olive-green home, the birds chirped a happy tune as they rested on the sturdy tree branches. It was such a peaceful ambiance... contradicting the loud pop music someone was playing inside her house.

Insanity: A Heart-felt Apology

 I am not an honest man, I am a sinner. It always takes me a long time to realize my mistakes. I am proud, I am arrogant... and for all the wrong reasons.

I'm sorry, it's that simple. Yet I want you to know it goes deeper than that. I'm done being selfish and stupid, I'm done being arrogant and idiotic. I don't care about redemption, I don't even know if I want you to forgive me. This is to say that I am simply sorry.

Insanity: What's Your Story?

Its funny how things could be so predictable yet things still go array. How a single spec of mistake can cause an entire mountain of success crumble. How mere words can ignite a nation's passion and start a revolution. The little things will never cease to amaze you- If you look hard enough.

Empire Streets Chapter 1: The Arrival

 At a brisk pace, he walked. His leathers shoes tippity-tapped across the carpeted floor as he made his way through the insides of the airport. It had almost been a day's worth of flying through the air, his body was weak and his mind was tired yet the nervousness and anxiety kept him going.

He wore black corduroy pants, a gray long-sleeved shirt tucked in, his hair slicked back reaching his neck, and a nervous smile on his lips. He was happy yet uncomfortable at the same time. The feeling of coming home to a foreign land engulfed him.

Hello and Welcome

My name Theo Viola. I welcome you to my little corner. A corner I call Insanity.

From now on, I'll be your guide... A guide inside the mess called my head. The chaotic beauty only I understand, I shall try to impart with you, dead reader.

Stories, Novels, short rants of the daily grind will be served.

Let's see if you can understand me.

:)



In the near future, I'll be writing, or continuing my Wattpad entries here. But I want to start fresh... A new story, a new chapter. Expect a new post within a few days. That's when the real fun begins. :)