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  1. vanalas
    A cobra 🐍 I know 😢 😢 😢 😢 😢 Well, snakes don't bite their own so he's safe.... Right?
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    THE STORY OF US

    vanalas posted a story in Fiction

    Meet Joel... A kind of man everyone admires- smart, handsome, and driven—but beneath the surface lies a past soaked in darkness and regret. When love finally knocks on his door, it feels like the reward he’s been waiting for. But with every passionate moment comes a rising tide of jealousy and envy, and his haunting past lurks, ready to destroy everything he's fought for. As the pressure mounts, Joel must face the question: Will he hold onto the life and love he's always dreamed of, or will the weight of his secrets drag him to a fate where nothing remains but ashes??
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    Shattered Bonds Ch. 01 Comments, critiques and tips are welcome! *** Life, they say, is an intricate web of decisions. Every day, we make choices, some small, some monumental, and sometimes those decisions lead us down paths we never expected. In the end, it’s all a game of sacrifice. We find ourselves doing things we never thought we'd do, all in the name of protecting the ones we love. The choices that weigh heavily on us—the ones that demand our time, our energy, ou
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    Carter rang the doorbell once more, his fingers trembling slightly as his nerves got the better of him. He paced back and forth outside, the night air brushing against his face, doing little to cool the heat of worry pulsing in his chest. Just as he raised his hand to ring again, the door opened. Jeff stood in the doorway, his face lighting up the moment he saw Carter. “Carter!” he greeted warmly, stepping aside to let him in. Carter rushed in, his eyes darting around the fancy co
  5. vanalas
    Maybe I should send her for psychiatric evaluation hey 😂 😂 😂 😂 😂
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    Echoes of the Heart Ch. 08 Comments, critiques and tips are welcome! *** Carter stood in his office, his gaze focused as he reviewed the documents in his hands. His assistant, a young woman with a brisk, efficient air, listened intently while he relayed his instructions. His dark hair was tied back in a neat ponytail, accentuating the refined angles of his face, the light glinting off his features as he spoke. He wrapped up with a smile, nodding in approval as she quickly rea
  7. vanalas
    Or certificate 😂😂😂😂
  8. vanalas
    Too much.
  9. vanalas
    Maybe I should just send him to an asylum so we forget about him hey 😂😂😂😂 that's if you guys won't miss him. I mean, Dexter is so sweet 😍
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    Carter pushed the door open to his office, his steps slow, almost hesitant, as if he'd forgotten where he was. His dark hair, pulled into a high ponytail, left his face in full view, strikingly handsome yet vulnerable, every feature exposed to the world. The black shirt tucked into matching jeans, paired with white sneakers, gave him a crisp, polished look—though his mind was a tangled mess, replaying every moment from the night before. The confession. The kiss. The sleepless night that followed
  11. vanalas
    Ikr... Someone needs to slap some brains in them
  12. vanalas
    Carter sat slumped on the hospital bench, staring blankly ahead, his mind consumed by the horrific scene that had just unfolded. The memory of Elena collapsing into his arms, the sound of the gunshots ringing in his ears, played on an endless loop. His heart pounded angrily, each beat pushing his fear and guilt further into his chest. Why hadn’t he moved faster? Why hadn’t he been able to protect her? He felt hands rubbing his shoulders, trying to comfort him, but he was too disoriented, lo
  13. vanalas
    The room was alive with vibrant energy, the soft hum of conversation punctuated by the rhythmic pulse of upbeat music. All around, elegantly dressed attendees sat in eager anticipation, their eyes fixed on the gleaming runway before them. The space itself was an artful blend of light and shadow, with beams of golden light dancing across the polished floors and glinting off the sequined fabrics of the clothing being showcased. Overhead, chandeliers cast soft glows, highlighting the exquisite atmo
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    Carter stood at the center of his bustling office, energy buzzing through him as he handed over some last-minute instructions to his assistant. The fashion event for their summer collection was just around the corner, and he could hardly contain his excitement. Months of work, endless hours of coordination, and sleepless nights were finally paying off. With a satisfied smile, he flipped through the last set of files, adjusting a few details. His mind was racing with the anticipation of it all—mo
  15. vanalas
    Jeremy yawned as he entered the kitchen, stretching his arms overhead, but stopped mid-step when a sweet aroma filled the air. His gaze shifted toward the stove, and he froze in the doorway. Carter was standing there, busy cooking, his movements slow and deliberate, his face calm and focused. The way Carter moved—careful and graceful—somehow mesmerized Jeremy. He leaned against the doorframe, unable to take his eyes off the scene, his heart beating slowly but steadily in his chest. Carter,
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    Carter wandered down the street like a ghost, his steps slow and weak, barely conscious of his surroundings. The weight of his aunt’s words pressed down on him, suffocating, as they echoed mercilessly in his head: ‘The man you thought was your father wasn't really your father.’ Tears welled in his eyes as painful memories surged up, uninvited. He remembered his father—Simon—how he had smiled warmly, the way he had always been there for him, the way he had hugged him on those rare but meanin
  17. vanalas
    I've no idea 😞 😞 😞 😞 I hope not because that Carter is insane, man
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    Carter took a deep breath, his chest tightening as his eyes locked with his aunt Sheila’s. She stood there, her tear-filled gaze mirroring the pain he felt deep within. Her presence alone seemed to reopen old wounds that had barely begun to heal. The sight of her, after all this time, made him feel like his heart was being torn apart. His throat ached, his breath shuddered, and for a moment, he couldn’t speak. Without a word, Carter turned on his heel, desperate to escape the flood of emoti
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    As Carter stood at the edge of the hill, his breath caught in his throat. The city lights below stretched out like a sea of shimmering stars, casting a soft, golden glow over the earth. They looked like countless candles, delicately placed together on the ground, flickering gently in the distance. The sight was breathtaking, otherworldly even, and it made him feel as though he had stepped into a dream. The cool air brushed against his face, tousling his hair as he gripped the wooden railing that
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    Jeremy, Laura, the twins and Dexter stepped into the mansion, the usual warmth of home replaced by an eerie darkness. The grand space, typically bustling with life, now felt oddly quiet and foreboding. Jeremy furrowed his brows, a slight tension creeping up his spine. “David?” he called out to one of the workers, his voice carrying through the shadowy halls. His hand fumbled along the wall, searching for the light switch. “I’m scared, Dad,” Oliver's small voice quivered from behin
  21. vanalas
    Mr. Nitro Glycerin 😂😂😂😂😂😂
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    Jeremy entered the office building to a warm chorus of greetings, the sound of chatter rising as employees surrounded him, excited to see him after so long. His casual outfit made him stand out in a way that surprised everyone—he wore a well-fitted blue jean jacket over a white t-shirt, paired with black slim-fit jeans and clean white sneakers. It was a stark contrast from the usual business suits he was known for, yet the outfit gave him a smart, laid-back look. “Mr. Jeremy, you look amazi
  23. vanalas
    Trying to figure that out myself ☺️☺️☺️😊 She's such a nice lady and she doesn't deserve what she's going through. But we're still hopeful she'll be fine
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    Jeremy entered the twins' room slowly, the door creaking softly as he stepped inside. Immediately, he felt something indescribable—a kind of electrical energy, a pull that surged through him. It was a familiar, comforting presence, like walking into a sacred space. His heart began to pound in his chest, a rapid rhythm that intensified with each step he took toward the bed. There, under the soft glow of the nightlight, he saw them—Oliver and Andrew, fast asleep, their small bodies curled up again
  25. vanalas
    Ikr 😱😱😱😱 even I am wondering
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