Faye is a bookworm. You know the story. For a too short period of time, she can escape the drama, the frustration, and the pain of being a teenager. The musty old smell of books overwhelm her senses. The pages flip with little effort. The words swirl around her head, entrapping her in a world that she thought was only in the imagination of the wizards of words. Know to the world simply as authors. However when one well hidden book wrapped in a shiny gold foil with old yellow silky pages seem more entrancing then most, maybe those stories aren't only in the magical minds of authors. She has one week to return. But, hey! With majestically charming princes, who'd want to? Still, in the back of her mind there is that a little voice telling her to think of the cons, even if they're hidden so well she can't find them.