Adora remembers the day she met Catra like it was yesterday. She remembers sharing her bunk with her best friend, and hiding out on the roof when life in the Fright Zone got to be too much. They did everything together - they survived together, and Adora remembers all of it. Well, almost all of it... *** This story is a prolgue to the show She-Ra and the Princesses of Power, and explores the possibilities of Adora and Catra's relationship in a series of loosely connected vignettes. *** Content warnings: emotional and physical abuse; violence and blood; non-explicit, off-page sex *** Cover art and design by Maggie Derrick

When Catra is banished from the Horde, she wants nothing to do with anyone or anything. But then she gets trapped in a magic building with her ex best friend Adora, who just so happens to also be the legendary princess She-Ra, and she realizes that nothing can keep the two apart. They learn about love from the world of princesses and grow closer than ever.

[MAJOR EDITING] Aside from her breathtaking beauty and desirable personality the young spy Isabella Garcia is far from lovely. She's intelligent, dangerous, deadly, and positively any villain's worst nightmare. She's placed on a mission going undercover to win the trust and love of the most feared Don, Lorenzo Russo. Only to take down the powerful mafia he's built from nothing. She's determined to take down the handsome, cold, arrogant boss regardless of the tempting lustful desires. ...Or so she thought after one night takes a turn leading the original plan through stressful obstacles. What will happen when the hate and pretending between the two turns into forbidden love? Who will Isabella betray at the end, her agency or her love? ______ His hand remains on the back of my neck, the cold glass brushing my lips, and I drink. The bitter, acidic, tart fruit flavor overpowering the sweet cake. Lorenzo's light eyes darken with fierce, anger as he watches me swallow the wine then finally parting the glass away from my mouth. The cup almost shattering in his hold before letting it go onto the wooden table. His thumb grazed my lips, staining red with the leftover wine. He scans his finger then brings it to his mouth, his blazing look remaining back on me. My stomach is twisting. My universe is spinning with insanity. He speaks low so only we can hear, "Try that again Isabella and I'll have you wishing I poison you." Started 3/5/21