❝ 𝘄𝗵𝗲𝗻 𝗶 𝘄𝗮𝘀 𝗮 𝗰𝗵𝗶𝗹𝗱 𝗶 𝗵𝗲𝗮𝗿𝗱 𝘃𝗼𝗶𝗰𝗲𝘀. 𝘀𝗼𝗺𝗲 𝘄𝗼𝘂𝗹𝗱 𝘀𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝘀𝗼𝗺𝗲 𝘄𝗼𝘂𝗹𝗱 𝘀𝗰𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗺. ❞ ( for when the darkest of nights couldn't put out her flames. ) [𝘀𝗵𝗮𝗱𝗼𝘄 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗯𝗼𝗻𝗲 𝘁𝗿𝗶𝗹𝗼𝗴𝘆] (𝗲𝘃𝗲𝗻𝘁𝘂𝗮𝗹 𝗻𝗶𝗸𝗼𝗹𝗮𝗶 𝗹𝗮𝗻𝘁𝘀𝗼𝘃 𝘅 𝗼𝗰) ©𝟮𝟬𝟮𝟭, 𝗯𝘆 stcelestials

"..and just so you know, old sport, that boy eats hearts." copyright © donnastartt 2016

those rosenthal boys could eat you alive, and we jude girls love them. © fiona | 2017

"GOD SAVE ANYONE WHO STANDS IN HER WAY." Even the painters couldn't capture the kind of darkness with which she made an empire bow. • winner of thefaefolk's book of the month • © sianna okaat 2017 • 284 in fantasy • 5 in #tarot •

❝Come. Kiss me godless.❞ Beauty. Terror. Chaos. We are creatures of song and sin. Blessed with destruction. Cursed with allure. Born with the blood of humanity, Heaven and Hell scorching through our veins. The blood of angels. The blood of demons. The blood of merciful mortality. Divinities swathed in man's finite chains. copyright © Kael Mari | -godling 2020

All kings steal their crowns. All kings are birthed with the taste of blood, flesh and venom lingering on their tongues, and they endlessly long for more. All kings, even those feasting on corpses, even ones invincible like him, are ruled by one queen. Prince Helios will learn this the hard way.

❝From dusk till dawn, the voices become louder, whispering violent elations to his wanting ear while the night unfolds their wishes have been granted with a wager on their heads...❞ In which two night club owners lure men and women into their grasps in the haze of night, indulging in the feast of blood. As time passes, people start to laid their eyes where they shouldn't, observing from afar, who these creatures really are. As they say, curiosity kills the cat. • • • • Started: 04/03/18 H.R. #496 Paranormal| Mystery/ Thriller| Romance Copyright ©notlee_

❛ IF THEY CANNOT SURVIVE, LET THEM DIE ❜ Children born into the shadows of war are never quite right. It is a truth that Vasily Aleksandrov has always known. He has never known peace, though he longed for it. The Old Gods did not give privy to those whom paid their debts. Only the Saints heeded the fervent prayers for an end to the bloodshed. Vasily knows this, for he has seen it himself. There was no mercy to be found in this world. Greed destroyed Al-Mirtha and saw to its destruction. With the hounds of war sounding at every corner of the world, Death would come for them all. The Korisovo King sits on his throne as the dead remain restless and builds a kingdom of corpses from the shallow graves and dunes. Inspired by a longing for justice, there is no end Vasily will go through to see to the death of a king. He would see the world reborn, or he would see it burned to the ground. ❝ I DO NOT FEEL DIVINITY IN MY BONES, ONLY HUNGER, EMPTINESS. GREEDY AND INSATIABLE ❞ ©20190516, 𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗼𝗽𝗵𝗼𝗿𝗼𝘂𝘀