Page 2 of Curvy Nanny for the Cougar
A shimmer of fate.
A well-placed, algorithmically blessed, soul-awakening advertisement.
Catchy copy. A strategically irresistible profile pic.
Boom. Destiny.
Of course, I’d need to talk to Sten.
Sten, the broody descendant of Mani—the old Viking moon god himself—is the original architect of the app’s celestial matching algorithm.
A bit prickly, very lunar, lives in another realm where supernaturals don’t have to hide their true selves. Lovely place. Terrible time zones. And don’t get me started on the dimensional traffic.
He’s mellowed some since finding his fated mate.
Hmm. I think I’ll shoot him an email. Maybe include a GIF. He’s into those.
Then there’s Horace—my Earth-side coding genius and resident grumpy Bear Shifter—who now lives in bliss with his fated mate thanks to moi.
He’ll have to approve any magical integration into his precious backend servers.
He still complains about the time I accidentally embedded a love aura into the system and all the app’s fonts changed to Beloved Script.
Honestly, I thought it was festive.
Is advertising to normals risky?
Perhaps.
We do walk a fine line between connection and chaos.
And keeping the supernatural world secret here on Earth is paramount.
But still…it’s worth a shot!
The app is working.
The bonds are forming.
The magic is singing.
And this?
Oh, my sweet little stardust cupcakes—this is only the beginning.
I’ve got plans, you know. Big ones.
And you better buckle up, lieblings—because love isn’t just in the stars anymore, it’s online!
Yours in love, magic, and strategic swiping,
Uncle Uzzi Stregovich
Magical Matchmaker & Creator of the Date to Mate App
Chapter 1
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