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    Red Rose: The Uncollected Anthology, #14
    Red Rose: The Uncollected Anthology, #14
    Red Rose: The Uncollected Anthology, #14
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    Red Rose: The Uncollected Anthology, #14

    By Leslie Claire Walker

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    Shadow finds himself on a Houston street with no memory of arriving there. In fact, remembers nothing about anything at all. In his pocket, he finds a single clue to his identity: an address that leads him to an alley behind a notorious tattoo shop owned by a local god.

    When he begins to see things that no one else can—magical things—Shadow suspects that he’s not a normal amnesiac. Or even human.

    Can he unravel the mystery in time to save his life and the life of his only friend?

    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherLeslie Claire Walker
    Release dateOct 19, 2017
    ISBN9781540167194
    Red Rose: The Uncollected Anthology, #14
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    Leslie Claire Walker

    Leslie grew up among the lush bayous of southeast Texas and currently lives in the spectacularly green Pacific Northwest with ornery cats, two harps, and too many fantasy novels to count. She takes her inspiration from the dark beauty of the city, the power of myth, and music ranging from Celtic harp to heavy metal. Even in the darkest of her tales, a spark lights the way. Leslie Claire Walker is the author of the young adult contemporary fantasy series The Faery Chronicles, including the novels HUNT, DEMON, and FAERY. Her urban fantasy series, The Soul Forge, launched in in 2016 with NIGHT AWAKENS.

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      Red Rose - Leslie Claire Walker

      Red Rose

      Red Rose

      A Faery Chronicles Story

      Leslie Claire Walker

      Secret Fire Press

      Contents

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      Also By Leslie Claire Walker

      Red Rose

      About the Author

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      5 Free Stories from The Faery Chronicles

      Also By Leslie Claire Walker

      THE AWAKENED MAGIC SAGA

      THE SOUL FORGE

      Night Awakens

      Night Rises

      Night Falls

      THE FAERY CHRONICLES

      Novels

      Hunt

      Demon

      Faery

      Story Collections

      Faery Tales: Volume I

      Faery Tales: Volume II

      Red Rose

      THE WINTER AIR CHILLED my bare arms to gooseflesh. I shivered, but not only from the cold and dark. At my back, a solid red brick wall offered no retreat. Beneath my feet, concrete sloped, damp from an icy downpour. Above, a canopy of oak branches whispered in the wind .

      In front of me, a metal shed held something or someone monstrous. Something or someone powerful enough to bend the shape of the world around it and push a fine red mist through the metal, into the outside air.

      I exhaled, my breath fogging air. I breathed in and tasted the mist—blood.

      No reason why I should be able to see and feel and taste these things. Why I should understand that the force echoing through the alley had a name: magic.

      How could I know that, when I didn’t know anything else?

      How could I be in this unfamiliar place on a winter’s night in nothing but a T-shirt and khakis, too-big unlaced hikers on my feet? My clothes looked borrowed. Or stolen.

      Fear froze my heart.

      Movement to my left caught my eye. I turned to face the incoming threat as a light at the edge of the alley flickered on.

      A girl stood in the puddle of light. Long, black hair that reminded me of crows’ feathers

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