❛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 ©

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Poems by yours truly

❝to love is to enjoy seeing, touching, and sensing with all the senses, as closely as possible, a lovable object which loves in return.❞ [ #1 in poetry on 04/01/18 ]

ǁ [WATTPAD FEATURED BOOK 2.4.2016] Shadows that whisper your name. ǁ #23 on 11/23/15

it's 12 am and i'm wide awake --- just a short disclaimer from the author in 2021, please do note that this was written by a 15 year old.

Perhaps someday these words will make up for the bloodshot eyes and sleepless nights. [H.R: #13 in Poetry] beautiful cover by: @-averagesky

'I wanted to speak oceans, but only told you a drop.' #itsnotaphase {Started on Jan 10, 2017} {Ended on April 1, 2018} #1 in poetry (when the ranks used to actually matter) for 365 days (and more).

and our bloodstreams were poisoned by this toxic love. [[lowercase intended.]]

❝ she won't be a damsel in distress nor will she be someone as important. but she'll be there to redress your wounds and swab every hurting scar clean. she'll scare the hell out of you, but she'll keep your demons at bay. she won't cry pretty, but at least she'll try to cry all of the guilt off. and she isn't that easy on the eyes but her words will cling to you like a battle armour, fending, protecting. she can be your savior if you let her. ❞ → #5 in poetry [12/28/19] → featured in 'Summer Workshop 2016' as 'Talk of the Workshop'