Just Released: Peace Flower, 2nd Edition

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The second edition of the stand-alone dark fantasy short story, Peace Flower, has just released. This short piece is about a sorcerous struggle to end a decades-long war. Check for a link to your preferred store at the following Books2Read link: https://books2read.com/u/meJ8p9

What's it About?

An ancient order. A sacred trust. A partnership. These three things align, but will a young adept come to grips with her power in time to end the war raging across between her kind and the kingdom of man

How Does It Start?

Shoru fell amidst the fighting. Her basket flew from her hand and disappeared beneath booted feet and metal-shod hooves. The peonies were trampled and the scent of crushed herbs mingled with the smell of blood.

Where Do You Find It?

The stand-alone version of Peace Flower can be found in ebook form on a number of platforms: Kobo, Amazon, DriveThruFiction, Smashwords, and GooglePlay for a start, and other sites will follow. Check for a link to your preferred store at the following Books2Read link: https://books2read.com/u/meJ8p9

Be aware that some links are still populating at the time of posting.  If you can't see the link to your favorite store, check your store, anyway. It might already be there.

You can find an earlier version of this short story in A Collection of Shifters, along with more shifter-themed short stories, poetry, and flash fiction in links listed at: https://books2read.com/u/3JoJNX

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