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  1. vanalas
    Carter stood at the center of the bustling office, radiating confidence in his smart and sexy outfit, the epitome of control as he spoke to his assistant. She listened intently as he went over the final details of a project they had been working on for weeks. His smile was charming, almost effortless, as he waved her off and headed back to Jeremy's office—his office now, at least for the time being. He’d had an exhausting day, racing to meet the deadline of one of their biggest clients. As
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    After enduring immense loss and unresolved pain, Jeremy and Carter have finally found peace and settled into an unexpected friendship. But as they spend more time together, buried emotions start to surface, and feelings grow stronger—faster than either of them can handle. Just as it seems they may be ready to embrace this new chapter, old secrets and hidden truths begin to unravel, threatening to tear their growing bond. As the past reemerges with devastating force, Jeremy and Carter must face the ultimate question: Can they move forward and build something new, or will the weight of their history destroy their chance at love forever?
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    Echoes of the Heart Ch. 01 Comments, critiques and tips are welcome! *** Pain... There are many kinds of pain. Physical pain—sharp, throbbing, relentless—can bring tears to your eyes, but it fades with time. There’s the pain of loss, which leaves a hollow ache in your chest, making the world feel cold and empty. But nothing compares to emotional pain. The kind that claws at your insides, leaving invisible scars. It’s the kind of pain that can stay with you for ye
  4. vanalas
    Yeah, let's call Father Porous 😂😂😂😂 he'll do the required exorcism lol
  5. vanalas
    Thanks a lot guys, I've heard your opinions and I still so thankful for the love you've shown this story. We shall end here with book one and book two will premier very soon 🔜 🔜 🔜 🔜 🔜
  6. vanalas
    Carter limped slowly, each step toward his small apartment heavy with the weight of the past few days. His thoughts swirled in chaos, memories of what had happened flashing in his mind—the fear of almost losing Jeremy, the terror of Lopez’s men. Jeremy’s life had hung in the balance, and even though he was in the hospital now, Carter couldn’t shake the dread gnawing at his heart. He was scared, worried, and exhausted. As he finally reached his door, he fumbled with his keys, trying to unloc
  7. vanalas
    No, I don't 😁😁😁😁😁 why would I mess with my bosses like that lol
  8. vanalas
    At this point, all of us are sangry 😅😅😅😅😅 even, I, the writer is so sangry that I don't wanna write anymore 😪😪😪😪😪
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    Carter bolted down the trail, his voice hoarse from shouting for help. Each step sent sharp, agonizing jolts through his injured foot, but he kept going, refusing to slow down. “Someone, please help!” he cried, his voice breaking with desperation. The only answer was the eerie silence of the surrounding forest, the vast emptiness making his calls seem even more hopeless. His eyes were puffy and red from crying, his vision blurred by tears that wouldn’t stop. Panic clawed at his chest
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    Guess we just have to wait and see lol 😂
  11. vanalas
    Fingers crossed 🤞 🤞 🤞 🤞
  12. vanalas
    I hope so too 🥺🥺🥺🥺
  13. vanalas
    You won't have to wait long for this particular one 😅😅😅😅 I hate cliffhangers too, by the way
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    Lopez stopped in his tracks, his sharp eyes catching sight of something on the ground. “Hold up,” he ordered, raising a hand to signal his men to stop. His gaze was fixed on a bear trap lying in the dirt, its metal teeth stained dark with blood. He stepped closer, kneeling down to examine it more closely. His eyes narrowed as he reached out, fingers brushing against the still-wet blood on the trap's teeth. He rubbed his fingers together, feeling the slickness of the fresh blood, a
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    Carter stumbled to a halt, his legs trembling beneath him. He slumped against a tree, his chest heaving as he struggled to catch his breath. His heart pounded so violently that he feared it might burst from his chest. His body was drained, every slight movement sending jolts of pain through his exhausted limbs. His senses were on high alert, every rustle of leaves making him jump. Tears welled up in his eyes, a mix of fear, exhaustion, and hopelessness washing over him. He glanced around frantic
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    Jeremy stood silently in the doorway to his sons’ room, leaning against the frame as he watched Oliver and Andrew playing with their toys. The room was filled with the cheerful sounds of the twins’ laughter and the soft clatter of building blocks tumbling to the floor. But despite the joyful scene before him, there was a deep sadness in Jeremy’s eyes. The memory of how he had shouted at Andrew that day, in a moment of frustration and grief, lingered heavily on his conscience. He had never spoken
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    Carter sat at his desk, the room eerily quiet as he carefully placed his belongings into a cardboard box. Each item he picked up felt heavier than the last, laden with memories and the weight of his emotions. He couldn’t believe he was doing this again—packing up his life in a small, simple box, just weeks after he had done the same thing. His heart ached as he ran his fingers over a framed photo of him with some colleagues, a time when he felt like he belonged. His hands moved slowly, almo
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    The heavy wooden doors of Jeremy's mansion swung open with a loud crash, the sound echoing through the grand hall. Carter stormed in, his face twisted in a mask of fury. His brows were furrowed, eyes blazing with anger, his jaw set tightly as he breathed heavily, his entire body tense with rage. “Jeremy Rivers!” Carter shouted, his voice booming through the mansion. “Get out here! Now!” He continued to yell, his voice echoing off the marble walls as he marched further into the hall.
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    The tranquility of Jeremy's house was suddenly shattered by the unmistakable sound of glass breaking from upstairs. The crash echoed through the quiet hallways, startling everyone present. Instantly, the household was thrown into chaos. Laura was the first to react, her heart leaping into her throat as she instinctively rushed toward the stairs, her feet moving faster than her mind could process. Jeff, who had been sitting silently in the living room, shot up from his seat, his face drainin
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    “Aunt…?” he whispered, barely able to believe his own eyes. Carter's heart pounded in his chest as he watched the woman take a step back, her eyes widening with something between fear and anger. Before he could react, she turned on her heel and started walking away from him, her pace quickening with each step. Panic surged through him, and without thinking, he bolted after her. "Wait!" Carter called out, his voice laced with desperation as he followed her through the crowded room. Peop
  21. vanalas
    🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣 Not the hit delete on Dexter 😂 😂
  22. vanalas
    The venue for the event was nothing short of breathtaking. It was held in an opulent ballroom, the walls adorned with intricate gold accents that gleamed under the warm, ambient lighting. Crystal chandeliers hung from the ceiling, their delicate, shimmering light casting a soft glow over the entire room. The floor was polished to perfection, reflecting the grandeur of the surroundings. Expensive floral arrangements, with rare orchids and roses, decorated each table, adding a touch of elegance to
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    Jeremy stood in the garden, his smart appearance slightly undone by the casualness of his half-buttoned shirt and designer shoes. One hand rested in his pocket as he watched his twin sons, Oliver and Andrew, gleefully playing in the sprinklers. The sound of their laughter filled the air, and Jeremy couldn't help but smile at their joy. The past few days had been spent at home with them, a much-needed break after Ethan's memorial. Though he hadn’t yet returned to work, he was beginning to feel mo
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    Over a year ago… * He had been happily cleaning his room, a joyful tune on his lips as he hummed and danced slowly around the space. His movements were light and carefree, his heart filled with love. Elias, his husband, wasn't home, but that only made Carter's happiness more palpable—he felt so much in love, as if possessed by happiness like a demon on Halloween night. He opened the wardrobe, carefully arranging the clothes with a smile on his face. As he worked, a sudden gust of
  25. vanalas
    Wow... Thank you so much. I'm humbled by your words 💓🎯💓💓
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