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The Unwanted Bouquet

You ever have a perfectly peaceful life? One that’s quiet, predictable, comfortable? Yeah. I had that once. A nice little flower shop, a hidden enchanted garden that only I knew about, and exactly zero unnecessary distractions. My business wasn’t booming, but it was steady, and most importantly, I was left alone. Then, they showed up. First, a half-dead human collapsed outside my shop. Like an idiot, I brought him inside instead of leaving him there to be someone else’s problem. Turns out, he’s from some ancient mage bloodline and thinks I—just because I’m an elf—should teach him magic. I have lived centuries longer than him. I have forgotten more things than he’s probably ever learned. I told him no. He whined. I told him no again. He kept whining. Eventually, I caved, but only under one condition: if he wanted to learn, he had to work for it. Then, just when I thought my life couldn't get any worse, we found something worse than a lost human—a vampire. Sleeping. In my enchanted garden. Acting like it belonged to him. He refused to leave, ignored every single one of my threats, and had the audacity to look offended when we tried to kick him out. In the end, we had to force him to help with the shop just to make sure he wouldn’t be a freeloading parasite. And now? My once-perfect, peaceful life is in shambles. The shop is crowded. My workload has somehow doubled. My garden is infested with an insufferable mage and an even more insufferable vampire. And with February just around the corner, business is picking up, meaning I have even less time to deal with their nonsense. I never asked for this. I never wanted this. And yet, somehow, this is my life now. I am too old for this nonsense. Someone, send help!
Eilith_Veyne · 10.3k Views

Assassinate Charlotte

**Infiltrate the Quinns. Gather intel. Exterminate them.* Go in. Get out. Simple. Well, not when you're thrown into a world with power hungry elites, hidden agendas and a girl who wasn't supposed to matter. Charlotte Quinn was meant to be just another target, another life snuffed out, another mission completed. And yet, she lingers. A quiet contradiction in a family of monsters, carrying their name but none of their cruelty. Killing her should have been effortless. A clean cut. A job well done. But I wavered. Now, I'm standing on a knife’s edge, caught between duty and something far more dangerous. The Order demands her death. The Quinns would rather see me buried. And Charlotte? She was never meant to be a part of this game. But neither was I. And in a world where blood is currency and loyalty is a lie, hesitation is the quickest way to die. ✧∘˚˳°。☆∘˚˳°。☆∘˚˳°。✧ Zayn is an assassin. Precise, unfeeling, and damn good at his job. His latest mission? Assassinate Charlotte Quinn. It should’ve been simple. It wasn’t. Charlotte isn’t like the monsters he’s hunting. Killing her should be easy, but the longer he watches, the more the lines blur. One mistake, one moment of hesitation, and now he’s drowning in a web of secrets, deception, and the kind of chaos that should’ve never been his problem. The Order wants her dead. He was meant to obey. Instead, he broke the rules. And now blood spills where it shouldn’t. Bodies drop that were never meant to. The hunt has turned, and the predator is one step from becoming prey. It was supposed to be a clean job. But nothing ever is when you’re someone like Zayn.
Faxxel · 5.8k Views