Ravished - Amanda Quick

It was a scene straight out of a nightmare.  Gideon Westbrook, Viscount St. Justin, stood on the threshold and gazed into the cheerful little anteroom of hell.

 

There were bones everywhere.  Savagely grinning skulls, bleached ribs, and shattered femurs were scattered about like so much devil's garbage.  Chunks of stone with teeth and toes and other odd bits embedded in them were stacked on the windowsill.  A pile of vertebrae littered the floor in one corner.

 

 

Interesting...