[This story is now FREE] Florette moves to Versailles, only to discover a group of Fae are destroying France. Allying with the battled-scarred Destan, she has to save the kingdom. ***** Florette, a painter's apprentice, is finally welcomed to the palace of Versailles. Ready to work, she notices that several of the courtiers are too beautiful to be human. Soon a battle-scarred warrior, Destan, tells her the truth: a faction of Fae have left the faerie and are slowly destroying the French monarchy. Determined that France must not fall, Florette is forced to use her skill to smuggle messages about the Fae inside her own paintings. Can she trust the rugged warrior at her side? And can Florette save France from creatures beyond mortal control?

"I've grown out of the habit of having to remind myself of my current state. It's torture to surround myself with constant reminders that I'm not alive but there's something so beautifully nostalgic in the pain that I allow my still heart to be broken into pieces every day. It's something to focus on, after all." Martha is a ghost, a drifter- but she doesn't mind, even if there are questions about what the hell she's doing. She likes the bleakness, even if she's stuck in the clothes she died in with no particular purpose. Even if she feels as unneeded as smoke. Martha's come to a standstill- until one day she encounters something that changes everything, and Martha becomes a step closer to having all her questions answered. **Contains strong language**

Dakota was the kind of person who walked into trees and Finn was the kind of person brave enough to climb them. Simple enough, right? Notice the past tense. -A series of texts.