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❛THEY WOULD TELL YOU OF A KING WHO STOLE ME HELPLESS FROM MY SUNSHINE GARDEN.❜They won't tell you about the woman who came to him sublime, lily eyes and lily lips. A king does not ask permission from his prize, but she, oh she, she knelt, kissing my flower crown fingertips, and laid a kingdom at my feet. A Hades and Persephone retelling.❛AND WHEN I PLACED MY DREAD HEART IN HIS PALM; HE CALLED IT A KEY AND ME A QUEEN.❜rubyruins | all rights reserved ©…

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❛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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