Profane 3 is Coming! Sneak Peak at Chapter 1
Dear Readers, I don’t expect any of you to remember me or this little book series, but I’m coming to you today to announce Book 3 of The Profane Series is finally coming soon! This book has been in the works for about six years. A lot has happened in the last six years to sideline and derail it. Things like Covid and a 2000 mile cross country move.
I won’t get into all the life craziness here, but what I can say is that I finished my VERY delayed BA in creative writing, moved across the United States, gotten married, and bought a house since you last heard from me. It’s been a wild ride.
After three years working in a completely unrelated field, I finally found myself back in a good mental space to continue writing and desperate to finish this novel. Profane 3 I’m sorry to say as been 60% complete for three years, but I just could not find the ending until this summer. I’ve been quietly working on the last third of the novel during the hottest months of this Midwest year as we suffer through a drought, finding myself missing the cooler, rainy landscape of the Pacific Northwest, envious of these characters who live in a place (and time!) that is so different from the world today.
As a little refresher, this is the third book in Lachlan Graham’s story, the sister-series to my OG Blood & Bone Series. It’s set after the events of A Sanguine Solution and the short story I released two years ago Heart Eater (be sure and check out this novella if you missed it’s release!). It will not be the final book in The Profane Series. As I’ve worked on the ending this summer, I realized one big issue with finishing the series here is that it doesn’t tie up everything I want tied up. So, there will be a 4th Profane book coming out sometime in the next year. I promise it won’t be as long a wait as you had for book 3.
A cover reveal will be coming this weekend. In the meantime I’ll leave you with a sneak peak at Chapter 1 today…
February 2013 – Capitol Hill – Lachlan
Lachlan stood in front of his tiny walk-in closet and considered the row of button down shirts. They’d been hanging there untouched for going on three years now, since his resignation from the Seattle Police Department and abrupt career shift into coffee slinging made them obsolete in his day-to-day wardrobe. Picking one for tonight’s rehearsal dinner shouldn’t feel so difficult, but he’d already stood here for too long. It wasn’t as though anyone was going to pay him much attention, him, the Norm in the midst of a werewolf pack. And besides, what did it matter if he picked this shade of blue or that one?

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