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  1. vanalas
    Laura stared at Carter, her face wet with tears and slick with sweat, her breathing ragged and uneven. Her trembling hand reached out to him, her voice quivering as she asked, “What happened, Carter? What happened to my son? How did he… how did Jeremy end up in that building?” Carter didn’t answer. He stood frozen in place, his gaze vacant, staring ahead as if trapped in some horrible memory. Tears rolled silently down his soot-streaked face, leaving faint streaks of clean skin beneat
  2. vanalas
    Why is everyone hoping Jeremy survived. He died, that's the plot. It wouldn't be echoes of the heart of he didn't and now we're going to move another generation, the kids'
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    The room was quiet, save for the steady, rhythmic beeping of the heart monitor and the occasional hiss of the oxygen machine. Carter sat on the edge of his father’s hospital bed, his fingers laced tightly around the older man’s hand. His thumb moved in small, repetitive strokes over the back of the hand, as if hoping to soothe his father even in his unconscious state. His own eyes were red and rimmed with exhaustion, heavy with unshed tears that blurred his vision. It had been almost two da
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    Carter descended the stairs, his steps measured and confident, though his expression betrayed the nerves bubbling within him. His phone was pressed firmly to his ear as he walked, dressed sharply in a crisp white shirt with the top button undone, paired with tailored black trousers that fit him perfectly. His hair, neatly tied into a ponytail, framed his handsome face, giving him an air of sophistication that only added to his natural charm. “Did you find anything, Eric?” Carter asked anxio
  5. vanalas
    😂 😂 Lol. Now you got me thinking about what other stories brothers were at war 🤔🤔🤔💓🤔🤔🤔 You know what, never mind 😁😁😁😁😁
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    6 years later.. * The door to the spacious, sunlit office swung open, revealing a much older Joel stepping inside with a radiant smile that seemed to light up the room. Time had only refined his features, sharpening the chiseled lines of his jaw and cheekbones, while his skin retained a healthy, vibrant glow. His hair, a deep chestnut brown with subtle hints of golden undertones, was perfectly styled in a short, modern quiff that made him look both sophisticated and effortlessly handso
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    The soothing music in the mansion screeched to a halt as Laura’s trembling voice cut through the air like a whip. “A what?” she yelled, her hands shaking as her horrified gaze darted between Jeremy and Carter. The vibrant glow she had moments ago was completely gone, replaced by raw disbelief. “Jeremy, you have to be joking. If this is a joke, it’s the most expensive one you’ve ever made.” Jeremy squared his shoulders, his expression unreadable. His voice was calm but firm as he repli
  8. vanalas
    The next chapter is coming, and sooner than you expect 😌😌😌😌 let's enjoy the last day of 2024. Love you guys
  9. vanalas
    Jeremy's lips pressed tightly together, his breath quick and uneven as Dexter kissed him fervently, his hand slipping lower, igniting sensations Jeremy wasn’t ready to confront. Suddenly, Jeremy’s eyes snapped open, and instinct took over. He gripped Dexter’s wandering hand, his fingers tightening with an unyielding strength as he shoved him off. “Jeremy…” Dexter barely had time to gasp before he hit the floor with a loud thud, pain shooting through his side as he winced. His wide eye
  10. vanalas
    I agree. Laura really needs to go and fuck herself 😂 😂 😂 😂 this woman needs to see not only a psychiatrist but an Executioner as well for hanging 😂
  11. vanalas
    So, how many of you want Jeremy and Carter to be completely over? Just out curiosity 🤔
  12. vanalas
    Carter hit the cold, filthy floor of the cell with a sickening thud, his entire body recoiling in pain. A sharp wince escaped his lips as he curled slightly, clutching his side, every movement a cruel reminder of how violently he had been thrown in. Above him, the clang of the cell door echoed through the dim, musty space, and he looked up to find the policeman who had tossed him inside grinning wickedly through the bars. The man’s sneer made Carter’s blood run cold, and his stomach twisted into
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    I don't know 😭 😭 😭 😭 😭 but I'm dying to find out too
  14. vanalas
    Carter lay on the bed, staring blankly at the ceiling. The room was dark, save for the faint morning light peeking through the edges of the curtain. His mind felt like a maze, looping endlessly with questions that had no clear answers. His chest was heavy, weighed down by fears he couldn’t escape. Did he make the right decision? Could he really protect Leonardo? What if he was wrong? What if Leonardo had killed Jeremy’s father? He squeezed his eyes shut, trying to quiet the noise in h
  15. vanalas
    At this point, we better just become co-authors @Philippe you're just so damn good, I'm so jealous 😆
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    Echoes of the Heart Ch. 11 Comments, critiques and tips are welcome! *** Carter sat in the cold, hard chair, his breathing now steady as he used a tissue to wipe his tear-streaked face. His shoulders no longer heaved, though the weight of the conversation still pressed heavily on him. He sniffled softly, his fingers trembling as they dabbed at his cheeks, but the worst of the storm seemed to have passed—for now. As he wiped at his nose, he heard a cracked voice pierce the sil
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    Carter sat stiffly on the chair, his elbows resting on the small, cold metal table in front of him. His fingers tapped nervously against the surface, betraying the storm raging inside him. The room was a chaotic hum of voices, distant footsteps, and the clatter of trays, but Carter heard none of it. His heart raced so wildly he thought it might give out. He felt hot one moment, then icy cold the next. Was he truly ready for this? Could he face the man who might shatter his already fragile realit
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    Echoes of the Heart Ch. 10 Comments, critiques and tips are welcome! *** Carter sat on the cold floor, his back against the wall, staring at the large portrait of his father hanging above the dresser. The man in the photograph wore his usual warm smile, the one Carter remembered so well, the one that had always filled him with a sense of comfort and hope. But now, it only brought a fresh wave of tears to his already swollen eyes. His head throbbed with a relentless ache, his heart
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    Thanks for joining us 😀
  20. vanalas
    The truth awaits you in the future my friend 😊
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    Carter’s trembling hands flipped to the next page, unable to stop himself even as the words weighed heavier and heavier on his heart. Ethan’s handwriting stretched across the page, its flow messier, as though he’d written it in a state of agitation. “Today, without telling anyone, I visited the prison where he is being held,” the diary began. Carter felt his chest tighten as he continued. “Seeing his face for the first time—the man I just discovered is my father—scared the hell out of me. I
  22. vanalas
    I'm glad you've enjoyed the story so far. Still ongoing but I promise you won't be disappointed
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    Yeah, let's try that 😉
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    Wow, really? I didn't know that... Maybe I missed a few pages too when writing 😆 I'll do a recheck 🤗
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    Carter stirred in his sleep, warmth spreading across his face as something tightened around his waist. Slowly, he blinked his eyes open, adjusting to the dim light filtering through the curtains. His breath hitched when he saw Jeremy's face only inches away from his, peaceful and serene in slumber. The man’s arm was draped protectively around Carter’s waist, holding him close, and his soft snoring sent warm puffs of air against Carter’s cheek. Jeremy looked breathtakingly handsome, even in
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