"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 •

❛WHAT HAPPENS WHEN YOU MAKE THE TEN MOST POWERFUL GODS ALIVE PLAY A GAME OF MUSICAL CHAIRS WITH ONE SEAT?❜ They fight - to the death. They fight over three crowns and a throne with steel spiked maces. They despair a little more everyday keeping their vows. They wander in hospitals to find a cure for their torn hearts. They haunt castles and secret passages. They betray the ones they love the most. They are dying women and miserable men. They make peace with their enemies, not friends. Girls of rivers with hair like the night dance down the moon stairs. Goddesses of flame hold out hands which crumble and burn. This story sings of three rings. Of forgotten maps. Of a queen who should not be alive after all she has suffered. But most importantly, it sings of three gilded crowns studded with the jewels of the heavens. Crowns of glass. ➳ Shortlisted for the Wattys 2018. ➳ Now a featured Wattpad story. ➳ Winner of over fifteen prestigious awards. ➳ Highest rank: #2 in Fantasy. ❛NO ONE TOLD ME THAT BEING A QUEEN WOULD MEAN PAYING THE PRICE OF POWER WITH STEEL AND BLOOD, DARLING.❜ rubyruins | all rights reserved ©

❝THE NIGHT BELONGS TO THE THE MAD, THE FORGOTTEN, AND THE DEAD.❞ Kora James is a witch and a bartender. Not necessarily in that order. With her skilled hands, she delivers liquid ecstasy to her customers. Her duties as a magical being and a member of the 6th Circle, are quickly dismissed and disregarded. But strange dreams haunt the mind of the young witch. Dreams of the old days and an even, older, darker creature. © 2017, lehmony [13.08.17]

❝ beware of those who enter the forest. ❞ They are creatures that born from the sublime and haunt those who wrongs them. It was the written rule the Nascherein was built upon, but to Leon Kiesinger, it was much greater than the imperial soldiers could hold. Sheltered away from the war and its decaying matter, he finds himself unable to avoid death, his haunting dreams told him to follow it, to see where it would lead him to. But it comes with a price, something that calls for a ghost among trees. © arden reni 2017 ― Featured as 'Hot Off the Press' | 04.18.18 ― Wattys Longlist | 08.31.18

virtues are for fools, darling.

The death, the life, and the recounting of Juliet.