A boy named Javier has lived in the streets ever sense his parents were executed. He and his two firends are criminals. They are later joined by Daivid, a past group member thought to be dead, and are going on a adventure to find a tresure.

When Justin tries to gain Florian's support in his fight against the monarchy, Florian discovers that there's a thin line between love and hate. Warning: Contains nongraphic Florian/Justin

A short story about Zara and Florian right before she leaves Regia. Zara has a gut feeling she won't ever see Florian again.

This poem is from the first book: Westmark. I'm not any good at summaries, but please read! Rated T just in case.

Justin and Theo need each other to figure some things out. Set during The Kestrel. Gen.

Zara hates reasonable men. ZaraFlorian

Drabble. Visiting hour in time of war.

Another small sacrifice. FlorianRina drabble for Soujin.

Underneath the shell of pseudosanity there's just not much left of Justin.

Zara and Florian speak different languages.

There's a stranger in Freyborg when Zara returns.

A little knowledge is enough.

She's always been my favorite character and I've often wondered about her past. Here is my take on her story.

Random JustinTheo drabble. Set in no particular book.

A vaguely abstract rendering of the relationship between Zara and Stock. Bitter and fire.

Justin in Marianstat. Everything's better with a touch of Greek mythology. Spoilers for TBQ.

Theo writes a story. A letter. A story.

An account of why Westmark is not that much different from this world, in all truth.

Justitia meets a strange young man and begins to paint differently. Written for Manon.

Rina gets it into her head to make Zara feel better about Florian, and gets more than she bargained for. Femslash, because I'm weird like that and Manon asked.

FlorianxJustin slash. Drabble Justin can even charm himself. Florian blames Stock. No, not really.

Florian fluff. In which he becomes aquainted with an aggressive cat and muses rather.

Plotless Zarafic.

Rina thinks on Justin, and on the world's lack of laughter.

History of a walk-on character. Justitia, that dearest of revolutionaries, is brought down by his spectacles. Spoilers.