"They say that legends are born and legends are made. I believe that the word 'legend' is simply one of many labels people are classified by." Zitel Kleinhart. Everyone in the Medubi family opines that Granny T is an eccentric, old woman who is clearly a foot into her grave. With her greying, but well kept afro and her boot cut jeans from the eighties, she swaggers around town, or at least thinks she does. With the effects of the coronavirus hanging over everyone's necks like the sharpened axe of a seasoned executioner, life only seems to get worse. Contrary to popular belief, Granny T is not senile. And when tougher times arise, her wit and ingenuity keep her loved ones safe and out of harm's way.

He lunges, his blade aiming towards my chest. I meet his parry with my own, blocking it just inches before it pierces through. I imagine the sword plunging into the depths of my heart, and the image is enough to make me flinch when he strikes again. The metal whistles through air as I dodge. "You'll never win this. Just surrender." he taunts, eyes narrowing. "What more could I lose?" I gesture to the space around me. It is filled with lives and souls that should not have been there. "Exactly. You only have yourself." He steps forward and leans down. "Which I'll take too," he whispers. ✶ Dahlia Adelisa, Princess of the kingdom of Xotrecaea, doesn't want to marry her enemy. But the war has taken a damaging toll on her kingdom, one that she can't undo herself, and she has no choice but to take the Prince of Krioria's hand in marriage. She bears a strong hatred for him after all the damage his kingdom has bestowed and abhors the mere thought of the Prince, but royal duties call, and Dahlia takes every chance she can get to annihilate the new King and get revenge for her people. But in every failed attempt, she finds a new piece of him that makes her bitter heart thaw, and soon, Dahlia can't seem to stop the feeling deep inside that seems to have rid itself of hatred and instead, replaced it with something a little different. 𝐜𝐫𝐞𝐝𝐢𝐭𝐬 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐮𝐧𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐜𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐠𝐨 𝐭𝐨 @𝐦𝐞𝐡𝐚-𝐤

The Kingdom of Calbridge is a magical kingdom with people called Acolytes living in it. When the king's wife was alive, she made the Covens where everyone had to choose their magical path. After she passed the king continued to follow those rules, but some weren't in favor of them. Some Acolytes tried their hands at dark magic, which was forbidden. The King executed anyone who dared to cast a spell of dark magic. All while this is happening the Prince and Princess battle on who will be the next ruler of Calbridge. Only one can win and only one will be the next King or Queen.

Two strangers. One room. And it doesn't end there. Rhys Hayes has been diagnosed with dyscalculia. He finds it easier to avoid talking than have to reveal his secret: why he can't tell the time, or why he doesn't remember directions, or why he just can't add up his goddamn money. This isn't what his personality should be described as, he has so much more, but who's gonna tell him? Verena Estelle just turned nineteen. Living in an orphanage her whole life has left her inexperienced. When she's finally ready to explore, to go to College, to just live, COVID-19 shows up and she's stuck in a Hotel room.... with a stranger. For a girl who's never had a home, why does living with him feel like one? For a guy who's been degrading himself forever, why do her words make him feel so positive? A story of how two strangers reveal their secrets and learn to accept themselves together, they're love-struck in quarantine but only to be pulled apart. Quarantine doesn't last forever and love doesn't either. Right? °•°•°•° If you're reading this, might as well check the first chapter out! A fast paced short story!

Read "HER SPY ❤" to find out more in the life of Matt and Rose on their missions and as they uncover hidden truths!!♡ ☆~~~~~~☆~~~~☆~~~~☆~~~~~ MATT'S POV "Matt Williams, your a JERK! I wish I never even met you!! You can go with jenny or whoever and just forget me cause that's what you do best!!!!!!!", she yelled right at my face. "Rose your drunk, stop yelling" I said. She tried to stand but instead swayed side to side. I caught her before she fell down. "Matt Williams, you idiot-" she said lovingly and looked into my eyes. Can someone's emotion change so fast when they are drunk?!!!!! I held her tightly by the waist while her arms were locked around my neck. Suddenly without any warning her lips collided with mine. Her soft lips brushed against mine like a soft feather, just enough so that I could feel her breath and the taste of her lipstick. "Rose-" I exhaled slowly. ▪︎'''''▪︎'''''''''▪︎''''''▪︎''''''''''▪︎'''''''▪︎'''' THE NEXT DAY ROSE'S POV I groaned trying to remember what happened yesterday. I remember seeing jenny, matt yelling and..........................WAIT!ITS A DREAM! OR ISNT IT? IS MY MIND PLAYING TRICKS WITH ME!!...!...!!! "What's wrong?" Chloe asked seeing me worry my head off. "I KISSED MATT WILLIAMS!!!!!!!!" I blurted out to chloe. ♡>>>>>>>♡>>>>>>>>♡>>>>>>♡>>>>>>♡