Boy meets magic. Boy meets death.

❛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 ©

What happens when you can't even recognize your own parents, but you're able to identify the most notorious playboy in school? // Asher Thomas lives in a world where she isn't able to recognize people's faces, including those of her parents and even her best friend. However, Asher suffers from a rare strain of face-blindness - she's able to recognize Aaron Blakely, the school's notorious playboy, who can't even recall the last time he slept in an empty bed. Years ago, Asher's best friend, Chloe, was one of Aaron's short-lived conquests. Since then, Asher has vehemently hated the only person she can recognize from afar. However, things are about to change ... for Aaron Blakely may just be the person she needed to recognize the most. Cover made by the incredibly talented @trista- :)

"if your attention was a drug, i'd overdose." // the pain, the reality, the enchantment, the mending. no sugar added. Highest ranking: #94 in Poetry