📚 Short Stories From The Immortal Quill – Issue #8
Midnight Masquerade & Glass Secrets
“Strike twelve and I strike back.”
The Quill twirled in the air again, this time slicing a crescent of glitter and glamour through the immortal drama fog.
Cinderella caught it mid-spin without even smudging her diamond-dusted gloves. She stood, heels clicking with the menace of a runway executioner.
“Step aside, peasant chaos,” she said with a radiant, wicked grin. “It’s Cinderella’s turn.”
Tink gasped. “Did she just call us peasants?!”
“Technically, we’re all queens,” Goldi offered, sipping tea.
“Not in that dress,” Cinderella muttered under her breath.
Red barked a laugh. “Oh no she did not.”
Snow stood up, throwing her gloves on the table. “That’s IT! I’m the original fairy tale princess. I’m going last because my story has depth, darkness, and dwarves, and if anyone invites that smug vampire to tell her story before mine, I swear on my poisoned apples - ”
“I didn’t invite her!” Red snapped. “I pondered!”
“You even ponder a vampire and that’s how they get in,” Goldi muttered. “That’s literally how it works!”
Meanwhile, Cinderella brushed her platinum-blonde waves back and stepped into the spotlight conjured by her own enchanted shoes.
“Shut up and listen. This isn’t the story of a poor girl who married rich. This is the story of a girl who dismantled her own fairytale.”
Everyone simmered down. Because when Cindy got that tone? You listened.
“I wasn’t a servant. I was a spy.”
Cue gasps from the peanut gallery.
“My ‘stepmother’ was a royal informant - she worked for the enemy. The ashes? The chores? It was cover. I had access to the kitchen, the laundry, the chambers. I could go anywhere without being questioned.”
Rapunzel narrowed her eyes. “So... you were ash-ops?”
“Exactly.” Cinderella winked.
“The ball? That was the drop site. The glass slippers? Enchanted tracking devices. And the dress? Oh honey - that wasn’t magic. That was tech. Blue silk laced with sensor spells and mirror-thread. The fairy godmother was a glamour-witch from the rebellion.”
Goldi clutched her pearls. “Are you saying your entire story was a magical espionage operation?”
“Oh no,” Cinderella said, leaning in. “I’m saying the ball was a trap.”
She smirked. “The prince was never the target. His advisor was. A daywalker, ancient, hidden among mortals, pulling strings from behind the throne. I was supposed to get in, get close, and get the orb he used to control time.”
Red nearly choked. “THE Orb of Frozen Hours?!”
“Mmhm,” Cinderella purred. “Got it. Cracked it. Froze the whole castle at the stroke of midnight. Walked out like a queen while everyone else stayed stuck in a moment forever.”
Rapunzel was speechless.
“After that,” Cinderella continued, casually filing her nails with a diamond-dusted charm, “I faked my wedding, dissolved the monarchy, and became the Midnight Director of the Enchanted Intelligence Syndicate.”
Goldi blinked. “The EIS?! That was you?!”
“Been me this whole time.”
Everyone stared.
Then Tink shrieked, “WHY does everyone get to be cooler than me?!”
“You’re not even real fae,” Cinderella hissed. “You’re pocket-fae. You’re travel-size chaos.”
“Oh, that’s it,” Tink snapped, wings flaring, “I’m going full villain era.”
Snow slammed her hand on the table. “No one is going villain until I’ve had my moment! And NO VAMPIRES UNTIL I SPEAK!”
“Relax, Snowflake,” Red smirked. “No one’s inviting Queen Beauty unless we’re really desperate for drama.”
Cinderella turned slowly. “Actually... I already booked her for a midnight interview next week.”
The room fell silent.
“You what?” Red whispered, clutching her silver tea blade.
“Oh yes,” Cinderella purred. “Because while y’all were arguing over who gets the Quill, I scheduled content. I’m not just the Midnight Spy Queen - I’m the one keeping this blog alive.”
She dropped the Quill on the table like a mic.
World of 4EverMore | Bloodthorn Publishing | Short Stories
🩸✨ A Bloodthorn Publishing™ Original
From the twistedly magical minds of the Immortal Quill™ Storytellers, welcome to the World of 4EverMore™ - where fractured fairytales wear combat boots, myths misbehave, tea spills itself, and chaos is couture. ☕️
Featuring your immortally iconic favorites:
• Goldilocks (paranoid and perfect)
• CindaSpy™ (that’s Cinderella with a security clearance)
• Red (badass in boots)
• Snow (soft goth apple queen)
• Dorothy (click it and rip it)
• Beauty (rose-stem sharp)
• Wendy (shadow-slick rebel)
• Alice – Queen of Ink & Lore™ herself
• Loki (divine trickster snack, taken 😘)
• Ivy (Rumple’s sister, lethal in Louboutins)
• and Rumplestiltskin (unhinged, unmatched, unstoppable)
✨ Guest appearances may include sentient teacups, tragic ballgowns, questionable prophecy scrolls, and one flirty, possibly dangerous Elven stranger...
🪄 Storytime just got a whole lot more immortal.
Bloodthorn Publishing™ • The Immortal Quill™ • World of 4EverMore™ Universe 💋🔥
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