MARBLE HIDES THE GATES OF HELL. ©® Zainab R.H 2017 cover by @pearljars | featured on wattpad x4

Welcome to West Mines,Vermont. A hauntingly beautiful town of cobblestone pavements and museums exhibiting ancient relics.The rich reside yet the poor hides. The town is known for many things; prestige and its timeless beauty yet the last thing the citizens ever expected was the cold brutal murder of the son of an important influential family. Who did it? Who could have done something so vile and so sinister? The answers create a trail that leads up to none other than a tightly knit group of pretentious classic literature enthusiasts and scholars who favor each other's company to anyone else's, shutting themselves off from the rest of the world. However, new members joined the midst, expanding their circle of troubled, wild souls. No one is who they seem. The secrets that everyone holds have sharp edges. The past never stays buried. Trust is nothing but a myth. The thing is about the past, it always surges back with a sweet vengeance. all rights reserved ©wreckeds

On the highest peak of Mount Olympus where the sky touches the earth and the clouds hover over their heads like halos. They bleed nothing but ichor. With pomegranate-stained fingertips and ambrosia pursed lips, out of pure boredom, the five greek gods pondered on a means to pass the time. What will satiate their blood-thirsty lust? The answers lies behind a diabolical game of depravity and corruption. all rights reserved ©wreckeds

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

oh, romeo!