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Marvin The first time I saw him, I just thought he was a good-looking guy—nothing more. But as we started talking, getting to know each other more and more, I found myself liking him without even realizing it. I started thinking about him more, talking about him more often… so much so that Emma noticed it before I even did. “You know you bring up Creek literally every time we talk, right? Like, at least once a day.” I blinked. “Seriously? It’s not that much.” “Oh pleas
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Wow! I know that the hospitals in the US are different but I didn't think it'd trigger the amazement by this much. I wanted to make the story realistic but I also needed the hospital room to be "fancy" enough for my plot. From where I am, having a couch, a fridge, a shower and everything is just very common. Well, I am happy to see you guys' input and I hope you can overlook some details and enjoy their intimacy progress as the story goes. By the way, Creek is just a pretty shy person. And now he's confused in his sexuality. Please forgive him that he's not yet ready to get naked with another guy haha.
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I was starting to spiral. Ever since that kiss with Marvin the other night, it felt like I’d completely lost whatever hesitation I used to have about being physically close to another guy. No, that’s not quite right—it was just with Dailan and Marvin, really. But the truth is, I’ve never even gotten as physically close to Marvin as I have with Dailan. All this time, I’d always thought I loved Dailan like a younger brother—sometimes even like a son. That’s why I kissed his cheek now and then
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“Creek!” I turned toward the sound and saw two young guys walking over. “Oh hey, Max, Art.” “Hey, man.” They greeted me with polite nods. “How’ve you two been?” I asked. “All good. Haven’t seen you in forever. How about you?” Max replied. “I’m doing fine,” I said, though it felt like a lie. “Were you here to see Dailan? Or is this about the condo?” Art asked. “Oh—no. I was actually here to see… a friend. Not Dailan, and nothing condo-related,” I answered,
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"Well then... see you next time," I said as I stood at the doorway of Dailan’s room. "Thanks again for today—for staying with me." "Hey, I should be the one thanking you. You came all the way to the market just to keep me company." "Then let’s just say we both got something out of it." He chuckled softly. "You sure you don’t want me to walk you out?" "Yeah, I’d rather walk alone. Sorry." He shook his head. "Don’t apologize, man. Just take your time sorting
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He looked startled. “Hmm? Go where? You mean… you want to come out with me?” “Yes,” I nodded. “To the bar…” He paused, then lowered his voice to a near-whisper. “A gay bar?” I shrugged. “Anywhere’s fine, really. Whether it’s somewhere you’ve been before or whatever kind of bar it is—I can go. I mean, it’s probably not that different, right? Just different crowds. Might be good for me to see something new. Even Emma goes sometimes, right? And more importantly, if anyone tried anyth
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“Creek, do you have anything planned this Wednesday? Anything special going on?” my dad asked while we were having dinner together. “Not really,” I replied. “Why?” He squinted at me with a playful smirk. “You seriously don’t know what Wednesday is?” “Wednesday… Wednesday…” I tried to think. “Wait, you mean it’s Wednesday already? I thought it was Thursday! Is today the fifth already? I was sure today was just the fourth!” “It’s the fifth, mister,” my mom chimed in. “Which mea
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It's great to have someone like you looking into such details! First of all, Marvin bought 2 adjacent units, originally one bedroom each. It's indicated in the story that the combined space is pretty spacious but yeah he has only 2 bedrooms, probably didn't think he would become a dad one day Also even though he has a car, he rarely uses his unless he travels with Noah and/or Emma. Creek is the one who travels by car the most, and Dailan doesn't own one. I hope this clear things up a bit.
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Marvin and I talked again that Sunday afternoon. He told me what had happened the night before—how he ran into Kelvin and his new boyfriend—with a tone that made it clear he was still shaken. I could tell it had hurt him, and honestly, from what he described, it sounded like Kelvin had crossed a line. “They kissed in front of you? Seriously?” I asked, stunned. “I don’t know who started it,” he said with a sigh. “But I’m pretty sure it was intentional. Like they wanted me to see it.”
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On Monday, I ran into a massive headache at work. It was such a mess that I didn’t even have time to go down for lunch. I was irritated and stressed out but couldn’t show it to anyone. And on top of that, I had to stay late to finish everything. By evening, I called my mom to say I’d be home late and not to wait up for dinner. I kept working until after 8 p.m. It wasn’t just physical exhaustion—it was the kind of mental fatigue that made me want to just collapse right there at my desk. But
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The first day of the parenting workshop at the hospital made me more anxious than I expected. I was instantly grateful to Kate for coming with me—having her there made everything feel a little less overwhelming. Besides the two of us, there were eleven other parent pairs, most with their babies in tow. Some of them immediately started chatting and, honestly, competing over how adorable their kids were. I’ve never liked that kind of environment. The conversations were less about connecting a
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Late one night, Quinn sat alone in the control room, eyes flickering between streams of data. A strange pulse pinged across the screen—a signal that didn’t match anything from Echo, VIREX, or even the known electromagnetic spectrum. He stared. Heart rate spiked. Whatever it was, it wasn’t just noise. It was something… extraordinary. He hit the alert. Moments later, Ash stepped into the room, Rhys right behind him. Ash raised an eyebrow. “What’ve you found?” Quinn di
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The summit hall was left in stunned silence as the Reverent Six walked out, shoulder to shoulder, leaving behind a crowd of stunned leaders, half-finished thoughts, and a thousand unspoken reckonings. Outside, the sun blazed through the morning haze over Geneva, casting long shadows over the streets—shadows that no longer belonged to fear. In the days that followed, the world reeled. Footage of the final battle went viral, but not in the sensationalized, government-edited format. This was
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The summit hall was left in stunned silence as the Reverent Six suddenly vanished into thin air, leaving behind a crowd of stunned leaders, half-finished thoughts, and a thousand unspoken reckonings. Outside, the sun blazed through the morning haze over Geneva, casting long shadows over the streets—shadows that no longer belonged to fear. “Let’s go home. We need to buy groceries,” Ash said. The others laughed and chuckled. In the days that followed, the world reeled. Footage of
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I was honestly frustrated with myself—for being shy, for not having the guts to speak up. I’d planned to talk to Marvin about the early childhood centers upstairs in the mall, maybe ask if he had any recommendations. But I chickened out. I even thought about asking for his number, but that felt even more awkward. And if I couldn’t manage a simple chat with someone I’d already seen around, how was I going to join parenting groups and talk to other moms and dads like I’d planned? “Creek!”
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Ash stood at the edge of the singularity, the collapsing void roaring before him like the breath of a dying star. Space warped. Time stuttered. His boots were anchored by Rhys’s temporal field, but even that strained under the gravity's pull. Fractured Ash advanced, smirking through the maelstrom. His eyes glinted, abyssal and empty. “Let’s see if your love can withstand a black hole.” Ash didn’t flinch. Behind him, Rhys gritted his teeth, veins glowing faint blue, trying to stabilize the
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Our agency’s office is open seven days a week, and weekends are actually our busiest time. But since my job focuses mainly on marketing, I usually take Saturdays and Sundays off—which means Mondays are always chaos, with a mountain of paperwork waiting on my desk. I was right in the middle of sorting through budget drafts and contract revisions when someone knocked on my door. “Creek? Excuse me,” one of our admin staff, Anna, peeked in. “Come on in, Anna. No need to be so formal.”
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The battle raged on. Flames seared steel. Temporal warps cracked the ground. Electric storms spun from fractured hands. The base beneath the frozen plateau trembled with every blow. Ash ducked under a shockwave, landing beside Rhys. His pulse was hammering. Sweat froze on his brow. “This doesn’t look good,” Rhys said between shallow breaths. “They’re stronger. Faster. Every time we hit back, they come harder.” Ash’s eyes darted across the battlefield. Fractured Leo barreled
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The next morning, I was folding up Forest’s stroller and loading it into the back of the car when Mom came out the front door carrying him. Forest, as usual, had already figured out we were going out. He was giggling excitedly, kicking his feet. The moment they got close enough, he threw his little arms out toward me and practically launched himself forward. "Hey, hold on now, slow down,” Mom said, tightening her hold on him with a laugh. “Your dad’s still packing up your gear. You’ll
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Patagonia – Three Days Later The skies above Patagonia hung grey and torn with wind, snow brushing the peaks like restless ghosts. A plateau far from civilization held their staging ground: abandoned, forgotten, and perfect for a final stand. Beneath them, buried under permafrost and ash, lay the last operational base of the Fractured Six. The Reverent Six stood in formation, cold air frosting their breath. Lucia, Leo’s mother, had seen them off at dawn with tears in her eyes and warm
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The night had passed without sleep. In the quiet of the base, there were no alarms, no drills—just the sound of breathing, footsteps, and held-back tears. The team had been through battles before. Loss before. But this time, the pain didn’t come with adrenaline. It came with silence. With the soft way Elias sat beside Kai. With the ache in Ash’s arms as he held Rhys just a little tighter. With Kai finally letting himself cry only when no one was watching. The next morning dawned softer
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I woke up and rolled over, squinting at the clock on my nightstand. 6:50 AM. My hand shot out and tapped the snooze button—though I didn’t really need to. I wasn’t sure why I’d even set an alarm in the first place. I almost never slept long enough for it to go off before I was already awake. I lay back on my back, eyes open, staring at the ceiling for a while. Another morning. No different from yesterday, or the day before that. And yet… not bad. Not at all. Most days had s
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After the death of his wife, Creek is left to raise their newborn son as a single dad, lost in grief and routine. But when new people enter his life—unexpected, complicated, and full of heart—his world begins to shift. Amid family tensions and personal doubts, Creek discovers that healing isn’t about forgetting the past... it’s about making space for what comes next. A tender story of love, loss, and the quiet courage it takes to begin again.
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The attacks on the twins and Rhys’s families had been just the beginning. As the team regrouped and tried to gather intelligence, the Fractured launched a second wave. This time, three targets were hit within twenty hours. Sylvie slammed her hands on the table in the war room. "They’re not just trying to hurt you. They’re trying to hollow you out. Family by family." Ash was already halfway into his suit. "Then we don’t give them the chance. Where to first?" "Texas," Quinn sai
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It began with a letter. Handwritten. Delivered without trace. No fingerprints. No return address. Just a wax seal stamped with a fractured sigil. Quinn read it first. "We know who they are. We know where they come from. And now, so will they. Let them choose: Watch the past burn or try to stop the match. We'll be waiting." He didn't sleep that night. • The next morning, the base was quiet. Tension clung to the halls like smoke. The Six gathered in the war room,
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