How I Searched for Love in a Fairy Tale

Going to grandma’s in the countryside for a digital detox? A wonderful plan—unless your grandma is a mysterious long-liver who hides, in an old shed, a passage into a fairy-tale reality.

One awkward move—and I’m no longer Alena, a city blogger, but the betrothed of Vlad: a gloomy yet devilishly attractive leeshy.

Now, instead of social media, it’s a talkative wind, and instead of peaceful walks, it’s running from a kikimora who’s jealous!

And how not to fall under Vlad’s spell, when with just one glance you forget both your phone and the internet?

The main thing remains: under no circumstances should I take off the magical ring—otherwise I’ll vanish like sugar in hot tea—and I’ll have to find a way back in time to the familiar modern world.