So here's what happened: I hexed my toxic ex's on WitchTok (totally justified), accidentally summoned a broody vampire warlord into my living room (he's hot, it's fine), and blew the supernatural veil wide open in front of like... half a million people. Oops? Now the entire world knows witches, vampires, and chaos demons are real--and somehow I became the magical face of accidental disclosure. The supernatural Council wants me silenced, mortals want selfies, and Lucian (my growly warlord "soulmate" or whatever) won't stop hovering protectively like I'm a delicate tea cup. I am not. I'm a feral teapot at best. There's a demon familiar named Toaster Strudel who writes tragic pastry poetry, my frogs have started plotting rebellions, and every time I try to vibe, someone sends me a cease-and-desist hex or a cursed muffin. But you know what? I'm done playing nice witch. This is my era now. I've got glitter in my blood, spite in my heart, and a whole damn fandom at my back. Welcome to WitchTok Nation. Let's hex some bigots and break the internet. Also, maybe fall in love a little. Probably with multiple people. Definitely with consequences.
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