Profane 3: BAD BLOOD Chapter 1 (**smut warning**)
*timidly opens door and pokes head in*
Hi, I’m still alive. I’m here. I’ve even been writing a little bit though I haven’t been posting about it on this website, which is a massive oversight from me. Maybe I’ll catch up on posts I should have posted. Maybe.
In the meantime, I did want to say I’m trying to work on and finish Profane #3 for release this year. It’s been languishing at around 13000 words for the past two years, actually since I published A Sanguine Solution, and I WANT to finish it. I WANT you guys, the few of you still out there who gaf about these characters (hopefully there’s a few of you? uwu) to finally get some answers.
For now, here’s the first chapter. It’s smut. It’s almost happy smut. How often does that happen?
BAD BLOOD – CHAPTER ONE
January 2013 – Capitol Hill – Lachlan
“You and Ethan were talking for a long time tonight,” Vector said in a soft voice.
The werewolf had stripped out of his nice clothes until he stood next to the bed in only his tight boxer briefs, bare chest glowing softly with the warm yellow lamplight bathing that half of the bedroom. The sight made Lachlan’s mouth dry—so dry that he had to remind himself not to swallow. The last thing he wanted tonight was to aggravate his throat and send himself into a coughing fit.
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