Two great kingdoms share a tragic past rivalry, blood is shed, and death is in the air. Witches, goblins, wolves, vamps, elves, dragons, and lastly demons exist in this world. All mythical creatures, thought of as only myths or legends, are true. Amy Laven risks it all, to train as a man-at-arms, a skilled knight, and learn swordsmanship that some privileged knights have learned at a young age born with royal blood. She is disguised as her dead brother Alan Laven, and under a false identity she must take this secret to her grave. But it's not an easy task as Axel Branor shares sleeping quarters with her in the Gray Kingdom's castle for lower-ranking knights in training. And if one man gawking at her wasn't enough, Mat Woods, a nosy knight takes great satisfaction in making her his new plaything, and so begins Amy's lovely hell. But that is the least of her worries... The kingdom is in grave danger, and Amy heads on a quest to seek the White Knight, along with her new companions.

Four girls, four boys in the apocalypse. The leader Blade Villain, the key to the aliens Lily Valerie and her three close friends Andy Lou, Angelica Leen, Cherry Morrow with Jax Damien who knows Blade, and Zane Lycan the lonewolf, lastly the brains of the group Nixon Jones. "Hold this for me." He held out a handgun to her surprise. "Do you know how to use this?" He asked. "No." She took it from his hand, moving it around in her palm, it was solid. Not as heavy as she thought it'd be. "It's a Glock 17, 9 mm gun. Very easy to use. Doesn't weigh much. You should be able to use it. It holds 17 rounds - " "Wait, you gave me a loaded gun?" Her eyes widened "Of course not. I don't want it going off or me getting shot by accident." He chuckled. "Here I'll show you how to use it." He placed his hands over hers, pointing the gun down for a moment. "So, for safety measures, you always keep the gun low. Most importantly when it is loaded." "Mmhm." Lily nodded as he continued giving her the gun lesson. She was shocked this is why he brought her in here. Maybe he was getting her ready for training. But her, no one else. "Alright, you take the magazine out. It has a magazine release button you must press first." He slid a black piece out of the gun, it was where the bullets were stashed. "Then, you load it up. I won't do that right now. But after that, you shove it back in. Then you cock the gun back, find a target and pull the trigger." "Oh, so it's that easy." She smirked. "Yeah, but how good is your aim?" He returned the smirk. His hands still clasped over hers holding the gun. "Well, do you think you can handle a gun now?" "I think so." She liked the warmth of his palms and the calluses on them. In this SciFi/romance find out, watch people lose the ones they love, and others find love, but hard struggles come along and these girls and boys are put through hell. Will they make it out alive? Find out by reading, please, don't copyright this story is mine.