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My Vampire Assistant

“A boyfriend in a box. Do not keep under direct sunlight.” After the death of her father the antiquarian, Diana Daraeva struggled with the debt he left her together with his antiquities shop. Her dream of becoming a famous antiquarian was ready to be shattered by reality. Only a miracle could save it, but Diana didn’t believe in those. Not until she accidentally released a centuries old vampire from a sealed coffin in the store’s basement. Jean-Jacques, an embodiment of dangerous allure and mysteries, all hiding behind his suave smile, was Diana’s miracle. In return to Diana’s help, he offered Diana to help fulfil her dream—and she agreed. A best helper there could be—someone who was alive (or undead) when the antiquities of today were made. But when old and new enemies appear, crazy exes compete in the madness of their stunts, and hidden truths unveil, will Diana be able to grow into her heritage and find her place between the two worlds? And how long will she be able to escape Jean-Jacques’s temptations? ⠀⠀ ⠀ I stared at him like he just grew another head. “So basically, you chose to pursue me of all people because I'm so impossible for you to seduce, is it? You do realise that you only make your task harder right now?” “But that’s the whole point, ma chèrie! The longer the chase, the sweeter the prize.” Jean-Jacques’s smile turned positively sly, but damn if it didn’t make butterflies fly in my stomach. “What I will keep refusing? Forever?” “Well,” he clicked his tongue, “then this will be a first.” ⠀⠀ ⠀ [GOLD WINNER WPC #179] Slow burn, but fast updates~ Join my discord server for SPECIAL CONTENT - https://discord.gg/74h73Re2Ak

Garessta · Fantasy
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264 Chs

Magic is magic

After a short, but anxiety-charged (mostly from my side) discussion about the tactics of dropping a bucket of news on my grandparents, it was decided that it'd better go in carefully scheduled steps. Maybe it would've been better if I didn't take JJ with me from the start and first let them adjust to my own witchy origins, but there I dug my heels in the ground.

I was so not going to be there on my own.

Because of that, when my grandpa opened the doors before us, letting out the weird, but familiar and comforting mix of scents of food and chemical dyes, both he and my grandma thought that I just came for a visit with my boyfriend. My boyfriend, who under his glamour, was still a vampire.

"Diana! It's so good to see you again. It feels like it's been a century since your last visit. I should've dropped by, too—"