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19 Dec 2025
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Aiah, waking up next to Mikha after downing tequila shots. Will it just be a one night stand?
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19 Dec 2025
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They were always circling each other. Not friends, not enemies, just two sharp minds locked in orbit. Valeria Simone Argonza (S) thrived on precision and control, ambition so quiet it could cut. Cleo Evangeline Olivarez (J) was chaos with a smirk—brilliant, reckless, always one step ahead without ever seeming to try.
They ruled the top of their law class like twin storms. Cleo cracked jokes during cross-exams, leaned back in oral arguments like it was a game—and still always won. People said they were obsessed. Maybe they were. Valeria just knew Cleo made everything harder—and impossible to ignore.
Then Cleo vanished.
Months prior graduation. No goodbye. The next morning, news broke: the entire Olivarez family, found murdered. No suspects. No coverage. Cleo’s name never mentioned. Like she'd been erased.
Valeria buried it. Built her career. Learned to win.
Until the headline:
CLEO EVANGELINE OLIVAREZ ARRESTED FOR FAMILY MURDERS.Her mugshot: older, hollow-eyed. But the smirk remained.
Valeria stared, breath caught.
But still, she filed the paperwork.
She would defend her.
Because someone had to. And maybe, deep down, she always knew it would end like this.Bookmarked by gabdeska
19 Dec 2025
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It's not like she has never seen Jhoanna before. They've been friends since they were in diapers, their families live a few houses away from one another. If anything she knows that woman like the back of her hand. So can someone please explain to Stacey why she can't help but blush at the sight of her best friend?
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19 Dec 2025
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The Courier is a secretive, elite, and almost mythical service operating in a world governed and structured by women where traditional systems have collapsed or evolved and the very idea of male presence or biological anomalies is heavily controlled, questioned, or outright forbidden.
You don’t call The Courier. Not really.
You don’t dial a number or fill out a form.
You bleed a thought, that's all—a desperate, hopeless one.And then… they arrive.
Not with lights or sirens, but with fog. With silence. With a car that hums like regret.No one knows where The Courier came from. Some say they were born from broken systems when borders failed, and laws turned to ash. Others believe they are not people at all, but a machine. A mind. A network made of need.
All we know is this:
They always deliver.
What you give them is a child, a letter, a seed of DNA, even time itself— arrives.
Where you asked it to be. How you asked it to come.
Secure. Intact. Or still breathing.But it comes at a price.
Not always money. Sometimes memory. Sometimes your freedom. Sometimes, a promise is never to look back.Bookmarked by gabdeska
19 Dec 2025