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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 · แฟนตาซี
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Arrogance is a weakness

I pushed the door open. Inside, I saw a room that was a weird mix of how a modern lab should look like, mixed with a stereotypical witchcraft shop. White walls, white floor, everything was meticulously clean and organised, but the everything itself was all items that I immediately recognised as magical. A lot of seals and materials for making them, a box of gemstones—they were an excellent base for many amulets, as I learnt—and so on.

With my well or with my eyes, I wouldn't have ever found the calming seal's controlling array in here without knowing how exactly it looked. Good thing I had Eve with me.

"Here it is!" she exclaimed, coming to one of the tables. There stood something that looked like a carved obelisk, but only thirty centimetres tall. "Just let me—"