Bristol Keats was just trying to survive, keep her sisters fed, and not fall apart. But then some mysterious “aunt” starts sending letters, and suddenly she’s knee-deep in family secrets, a missing father who was actually kidnapped by fae, and a bargain with a broody fae king who is definitely hiding something. Oh, and said fae king might also want her dad dead. No big deal.

Is this the classic “girl discovers the fae world and falls for the grumpy fae king” setup? Absolutely. But this one comes with extra layers of intrigue, side characters I want to trust but absolutely should not, and the beginnings of a found family that might warm my cold little heart. Also, the fun tidbit that famous artists were actually fae? Adorable.

The only thing I wasn’t ready for was the ending. Not quite a cliffhanger, more of a wait, that’s where we’re stopping? Which means I’ll obviously be devouring book two.