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  1. All I can say is stay tuned. Julian has just hit lower, what's the worst that could happen 😅😅😅😅😅
  2. The Grand Hotel had never looked more alive. The ballroom stretched endlessly beneath towering crystal chandeliers that scattered warm gold light across polished marble floors. Every surface gleamed—mirrors, glass, silver trays, champagne flutes. The scent of expensive perfume and aged whiskey floated through the air, mixing with the soft notes of live orchestral music drifting from the stage. The city’s elite had arrived in full force. Men in tailored tuxedos laughed behind raise
  3. I already feel that riot. Let me call the popo 😆 🤣 😂
  4. Well, people do tend to change and Julian feels like the son he never wanted. He feels like any wrong move and they're gonna erase him from the family.
  5. Come on, don't put the hands up just yet 😅😅😅😅 I promise it gets better
  6. You know, before I posted this chapter, my mind was telling me I was gonna be read to filth 😆 🤣 😂 and I was right. Don't doubt Julian so much, he's about to start his rebellion phase... I hope
  7. Oh, you're gonna do daddy like that 😅😅😅😅 I agree he's spineless. But I must say he brought this upon himself, he went seeking something he shouldn't have in the first place
  8. I agree with you on this one but... guards, I don't think so. And in this case, Julian is scared and feels so powerless. If he can defeat the inner demons, he'll be fine 🙂 🥲🥲🥲
  9. Through it All Ch. 03 Comments, critiques and tips are welcome! *** Julian lay on his bed, stiff and silent, staring at the ceiling as though the plaster could swallow him whole. His chest still felt tight, his throat still burned, and every word Sofia had thrown at him buzzed like poisoned wasps in his head. Blood is thicker… know your place… he got tired of you… He swallowed hard, pressing the back of his wrist to his eyes. A knock sounded at the door — sharp, impatien
  10. Ikr.... who are you rooting for? 😉 😜
  11. The palace trembled with the force of King Alaric’s voice. “HE’S NOT THERE?!” His bellow ricocheted off the marble walls of the living room, shaking dust loose from ancient beams. The guards kneeling before him flinched as though struck. The king paced furiously, hands trembling, jaw clenched so hard a vein pulsed violently along his temple. “You searched the jungle—fine. You searched the cliffs—fine. But you’re telling me you searched everywhere and found nothing?” The
  12. Not long enough, I think 🤔 😊😊😊😊
  13. It's coming soon. Watch this space
  14. Wait, they do? 😆 🤣 😂 😹 😆 I didn't make that observation
  15. I completely agree with you. Julian already feels like an outsider and here comes Sofia waltzing in and acting like she's the almighty. Julian is too soft, he should slap her into oblivion together with her son and that Martian grandpa
  16. You definitely have my entire support. Punish them however you like but sharp the link to the story 😆
  17. Robert really has you in murderous rage @Seraph28 don't worry, he'll get whats coming for him. And you're right, with Sofia poisoning Julian's mind, that rift will only get bigger
  18. Julian descended the staircase slowly, each step deliberate, controlled — the way he always moved when the world around him felt unsteady. He wore fancy casual clothes, effortlessly stylish without screaming for attention. A fitted white shirt tucked into tailored dark trousers, his hair slicked back just enough to look polished but not showy. Understated. Handsome. Safe. He didn’t want stares today. Not after everything. His bag hung from one shoulder as he rounded the last curve
  19. Prophecies are hard to interpret, even I am confused as to what they me? The world will bleed anew? What does that even mean? Let's hope for the best
  20. Well, you can never tell with these things. But why is Kael really so attracted to him? Kael, bad ass, leader of the Order? What's the connection?
  21. Lysander stirred in his sleep, a soft, unconscious sound leaving his lips as his arms moved above his head in a long stretch. Something warm brushed against his fingertips — a pillow, a blanket, something soft, impossibly soft. And then a smell. Sweet. Clean. Comforting. Not the damp earth of the forest. Not the heavy scent of rain and mud. His brow twitched. Slowly, he blinked his eyes open. A ceiling met him — carved patterns glowing with warm lamplight, shifting golds and soft amber
  22. vanalas

    Chapter 3: Changes

    I hope I can do that. Thanks 😊 🫂 🙏
  23. vanalas

    Chapter 3: Changes

    Fingers 🤞
  24. vanalas

    Chapter 3: Changes

    Robert is finding difficulties balancing between his family. On one hand is a son he's known all his life and tye other is the new family that he's trying to blend together. So, I guess he's kinda in a difficult situation and doesn't know how to deal with it 😕
  25. Julian bolted up the staircase like the ground was collapsing beneath him. His breaths came in ragged pulls, his vision blurring as he clutched the railing with trembling fingers. Behind him, he heard his father’s voice calling—too close, too desperate. “Julian—wait! Son, please, wait!” But Julian didn’t slow. His chest was burning, his heartbeat loud enough to drown out reality. The stairs felt endless, the hallway too long, the lights too bright. “Julian!” Robert’s footsteps hur
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