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  1. vanalas
    Ikr... Someone needs to slap some brains in them
  2. 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
  3. 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
  4. vanalas
    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
  5. 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,
  6. vanalas
    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
  7. vanalas
    I've no idea 😞 😞 😞 😞 I hope not because that Carter is insane, man
  8. vanalas
    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
  9. vanalas
    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
  10. vanalas
    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
  11. 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
  13. 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
  14. vanalas
    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
  15. vanalas
    Ikr 😱😱😱😱 even I am wondering
  16. 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
  17. vanalas
    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
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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?
  19. vanalas
    Yeah, let's call Father Porous 😂😂😂😂 he'll do the required exorcism lol
  20. 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 🔜 🔜 🔜 🔜 🔜
  21. 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
  22. vanalas
    No, I don't 😁😁😁😁😁 why would I mess with my bosses like that lol
  23. vanalas
    At this point, all of us are sangry 😅😅😅😅😅 even, I, the writer is so sangry that I don't wanna write anymore 😪😪😪😪😪
  24. vanalas
    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
  25. vanalas
    Guess we just have to wait and see lol 😂
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