Imagine being fifteen years old with your first crush, wanting your first kiss. Now imagine constantly having nightmares where you die. If those nightmares came to life, would you survive?
Amelia was just the common party girl. Popular, beautiful, loving, smart. She had everything. Until the murder of her best friend sends her into a paranoia life full of darkness and running away from her fears. She's determined to figure out who killed her best friend, and why. That is if she doesn't get murdered firs...
"Y-you," she stuttered, staring at the handsome man sitting on the sleek black throne, "you're..." He rolled his eyes, waving his hand impatiently and said, "Hades. Come on, say it with me. Ha-des." "Hades," Ariel breathed out, still not believing the sight before her. Every picture she had seen of the gods had no...