'' He shall meet his end in the cradle of poppies with none but madness as his king." In which ten prisoners learn the wicked ways of cruelty in a game beyond themselves. In the year 1917, The kingdom of Anglor faces tragedy after each past one. Inhumane crimes hide under the veil of rising political tensions of the nine empires. Soon brothels and drug cartels overthrow the power of the kingdoms, leading to an unprecedented invasion by foreign forces. The trade of flesh and opium becomes the holy grail for the ultimate glory, with millions fighting in the battle for the throne of the high king. The nine kingdoms unknowingly open an unprecedented chapter of destruction when a foreign merchant trades a lost map guiding to a concealed field of opium found in the core of the Mourning forest of Bestem. The current empire starts to draft expeditions in the hopes of unearthing the cradle of poppies, yet with no survivors in each one. Until the rumors of an ancient witch spread fear and hysteria across the kingdoms. With unsuccessful attempts multiplying, the emperor places a deadlier bid; any prisoner who would extract the opium from the forest would be made the high king. Thus the ten most vicious prisoners of Anglor create a brutal alliance for the ultimate game of their life, not comprehending the dangers and demons of their past that tramp the Mourning forest. May the game of flesh and blood begin as the dawn tosses its wicked bet.

" She told me tales of her garden near the sea, a neverland of old-world plants and medicinal herbs that could either heal, kill or madden someone into merely a pile of flesh. " ― Saannia. L, " Une douzaine de ses fleurs" A compilation of twelve short stories into a powerful tale of grief, injustice, and cruelty. May the reader find revenge in its proses, the humble crept between its syllables, and redemption in the journeys ahead in this book.

A tale of villainous heroes and heroic villains. - " Back when gods still bore the crown of truth and monsters still wore the skin of unholiness." Set in a world of corruption and a land where the present digs up its old, corrupted truths, where heroes lean towards the fine line of evilness and depraved morality. Heilige awaits you with its splendor. A gruesome pattern of murders leaves Heilige in national panic mayhem as three of its bright political prospects are murdered monstrously by a new killer in daylight. With no tangible proof left behind and crimes so degenerated and unspoken that it leaves a nation in a silenced frenzy. Cannibalistic killer on the loose, a country witnessing its worst economic crash and an unprecedented election in toll to decide the future of its democracy, Heilige is torn in the terrors of a national panic. It appears that the killer chooses his prey by the thickness of the greed coating their wallets and those who feign the face of sainthood, for he devours only the rich and the wicked under the scorch of the daylight that leads to another more vicious murder. ( degutted and scrumptiously decapitated corpses stuffed with carbonized money and missing body parts reassembled to form eldritch angels). With only the prediction of Ewa Nijo, former minister and psychiatric patient's "proof" two weeks before the murders, Iokanne Tungsten has to expose the killer if he wants to dodge his death penalty. Only if he can fight his own past and accept the terrifying truths lurking in Heilige, putting the very history of Heilige and his identity at risk. Copyright © 5ooglove Saannia.l - 2021 All rights reserved. All my books are only available on Wattpad. Previously known as pebbles on our tongue

" De l'encre que je verse, s'éclore l'absurdité de ce monde " Où je déverse mes rédactions incompletes et les noeux de mots froissés dans mes joues. Copyright © 5ooglove Saannia.l - 2021 All rights reserved. All my books are only available on Wattpad.