Petals of Poison
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Last published Thu, Aug 11, 2022
(I only published this so that I could send it to my friends easier. I stopped writing in the middle of a chapter.)
Nyla is engaged to the crown prince. A girl with little family and little love for anything. Except power, that is.
Achlys is on his own. With no family and few friends to support him, Achlys lives in back allies and the streets. He's learned to be dangerous to survive.
When murders start running rampant throughout their streets, an unlikely pair is forced to work together to save their home.
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