Which Play Features Shakespeare Holding A Skull On Stage?

She was feared as the most dangerous assassin in the entire supernatural kingdoms. The cold-blooded daughter of the Alpha Tyrant of Ironblood, the millennium King of wolves and Lycans. She is of a royal bloodline laced with ancient soul magic and feared for her tattoos. Each ink on her flesh tells of the people she killed. Her father raised her to kill. To obey his every command. But her father wasn't satisfied. He wanted more than power, he wanted immortality to wipe out the gods. And she was his final offering, the final key. So they betrayed her. Slit her throat beneath the Eclipse Moon and tore her skeleton from her skin for the sacrifice. But fate wasn't done with her. She woke one year before her death, and she ran away. Now she hides in the cursed underbelly of the Duskwatch Village, disguised as an ugly hunchback with a new name. Running The Ink Hollow, a shadowy tattoo shop where she draws tattoos on criminals, fae, vampires, witches, mermaids, and those who had run away like her. She is a fugitive with one rule: No love. Until he walks in. The dangerous psychopath King she had killed in her previous life. But she doesn't know he was reborn too. And he's out for her blood..

Romeo, the youngest son of the king of vampires, and Julius, the crown prince of werewolves, mortal enemies in a war that has lasted 200 years, meet for the first time at college and discover that they are soulmates. The denial, the attempt at rejection, does not overcome the matebond that binds them, leaving them lost between the war, the obvious opposition of the species, and the hatred that the kings feel for each other. Like a Romeo and Juliet from the fantastic world, could the two overcome the inevitable tragedy, transforming the story of their lives into a true romance where love can conquer all?

I die in the basement after being burned by acid. My family doesn't recognize me, and they don't call the cops. My mother picks up the scalpel that hasn't been used in years and debones me. My father excitedly mixes my skeleton with concrete and turns me into an exquisite statue. My sister uses the sculpture she's made out of my flesh and portrays herself as a genius sculptor whom everyone admires. Later, the sculpture is shattered, revealing half a broken finger inside. That's when everyone panics.

Half a year into my death, my wife, Serena Beckett, wants me to donate my kidney to William Clark, her heavily ill first love. Serena smashes my tombstone like a madwoman in the graveyard. Then, she kicks the tokens aside. "He's dead? What sort of sick joke is this? Jason Shaw is a coward! He definitely doesn't have the guts to die! "I think he just doesn't want to save William's life! To think that he actually roped you guys into putting up this act just to pretend that he's actually dead!" Serena is furious, to say the least. The graveyard's staff members are so frightened that they dare not speak up at all. A newly-recruited staff member finally muster the courage to say something. "Ma'am, Mr. Shaw really is dead. Apparently, he died in the donation surgery that had taken place half a year ago… He—" "Shut up!" Serena slaps him while cutting him off. "You really think I'll believe that bullshit? Tell him that if he doesn't show his face in three days, his little sister can forget about getting off the surgical table alive! I mean what I said!" With a dark expression, Serena turns on her heel and leaves angrily afterward. But the staff member looks toward another tombstone not far away. Then, he lets out a heavy sigh. "It's a shame that his sister has already died due to her illness taking a turn for the worse."

On the night I get dismembered, my girlfriend, Victoria Hewitt, announces her marriage to the world. Clad in the wedding dress that I've personally designed, she soon marries her first love, Joseph Danford, happily. When Victoria receives the news of my death, she merely smiles before claiming that I'm a pathological liar. But what she doesn't know is that I've died for her sake. Later on, Victoria constructs a sculpture out of my bones. She develops a habit of hugging it every day since then.

His name is Raive. The one who, 700 years ago, had lost. The necromancer who conquered half the world with an army of the undead, but then was buried alive under a terrible curse: never to die, never to be saved. He was so feared that all necromancy curses were buried with him, so that never again could such a dangerous magician arise. Angelina – a weak historian-necromancer whose only talent was a flawless grasp of the language of the dead. Fate willed it that she find a mysterious gravestone and break the seal holding the one who was never to be released: Raive – the King of the Dead! What will happen to them next? Will the Undead King help this unknown girl or will he use her mysterious blood to regain his own power and speed his way to the throne? What can they both do when passion begins to ruin all their plans, and dark desires call forth the worst poison?