Midnight Wildes is now officially live for download, but that doesn’t mean I can sit back and do nothing.
Get your copy of Midnight Wildes at your favorite online bookstore.
First, I must clear some space: both a physical space and my inner space.
Now, I’m ready to start something new. Well, it’s not totally new.
Don’t want to talk about it too much and jinx it; still wrapping my head around the details. I will say that it takes place in Austin (mostly), and some characters from the Midnight Whispers series are around. (They pop in from time to time.)
I will share my current mood board. Look interesting?
Home and Dragons Mood Board
Peace,
L.K. Latham
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If you missed your chance to download the free short story prequels for Midnight Wildes, here they are. Get them while you can.
These links are only good until 28 August.
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All Eugene wants is a good time. What werewolf wouldn’t enjoy a free trip to Vegas with her best friend? If that means putting up with a few cranky Vampires and Witches. No sweat. But to be attacked by her own kind? Something’s wrong in Vegas.
Now she’s stuck in the Wildes and spelled into a mutt. The old Troll who rescued them says it’s easy to get home.
They just need to fix the magic, free the Werewolves, save the Witches from themselves, and don’t forget: If they fail, all magic will crumble and take Vegas with it.
As if things couldn’t get worse – someone stole all her tattoos!
Meanwhile, in Vegas, Isabella — a vampire with a tongue as sharp as her fangs — is trying to hold the city together. Her friends are spelled away but safe—so says the Goblin, and she’s not sure how much she can trust him—her boss is clinging on to his undead life, and the Witch behind it all isn’t only targeting Las Vegas. She’s looking to control all the Magic in all the Worlds. That’s just crazy!
Isabella’s no hero, but she’ll save her friends, the Vampires, the Werewolves, and she’ll even do it with the help of Goblins if it’s the last thing she does.
Surviving a walk in the sun was the easy part.
Peace,
L.K. Latham
P.S. It felts so good to finally add the Midnight Wildes image to this list of books. I think they’re looking good. What do you think?
If you haven’t had a chance, here’s a link to the preview.
All Eugene wants is a good time. What werewolf wouldn’t enjoy a free trip to Vegas with her best friend? If that means putting up with a few cranky Vampires and Witches. No sweat. But to be attacked by her own kind? Something’s wrong in Vegas.
Now she’s stuck in the Wildes and spelled into a mutt. The old Troll who rescued them says it’s easy to get home.
They just need to fix the magic, free the Werewolves, save the Witches from themselves, and don’t forget: If they fail, all magic will crumble and take Vegas with it.
As if things couldn’t get worse – someone stole all her tattoos!
Meanwhile, in Vegas, Isabella — a vampire with a tongue as sharp as her fangs — is trying to hold the city together. Her friends are spelled away but safe—so says the Goblin, and she’s not sure how much she can trust him—her boss is clinging on to his undead life, and the Witch behind it all isn’t only targeting Las Vegas. She’s looking to control all the Magic in all the Worlds. That’s just crazy!
Isabella’s no hero, but she’ll save her friends, the Vampires, the Werewolves, and she’ll even do it with the help of Goblins if it’s the last thing she does.
Surviving a walk in the sun was the easy part.
Peace,
L.K. Latham
P.S. Like a good paperback? Me, too. Midnight Wildes will be available on paperback as well as ebook.
I’m excited to say that Midnight Wildes is in its final formatting review. Whew! I thought the day would never come. Unfortunately, it arrived while I’m once again battling oatmeal days. (My word for the chronic fatigue that comes from my lousy immune system.)
But I’m still working – just very slowly.
If you have’t yet had a chance to read the preview, check it out here. You’ll be put on the list to know when it hits the shelves.
Tommy insists I talk about him today. He was all set to go to Vegas to help save his friends when I started writing Midnight Wildes. His bags were all packed, and then I decided he should remain in Austin.
To say he’s miffed is an understatement. He’s barely talking to me now, so I said I’d drop in an early scene of him in Vegas. I cut it from the finished story, but you can see how much he likes Vegas.
Cut scene from Midnight Wildes
“Nineteen hours according to maps. That’s how long it would it would take Phin on his bike to get to Vegas if doesn’t stop and did the speed limit.” Frank put his phone back into his belt holster. “He’ll speed, but he has to stop for fuel eight to ten times. We can hope he decides to rest at some point.”
Tommy snorted. “He won’t,” and pulled his sparkling Vegas cap lower over his eyes as their taxi pulled up to the police station.
“I said, we can hope,” replied Frank paying the taxi driver. He nudged Marcus, stretching and yawning to get out of the car.
“You really think this is a good idea?” Marcus asked pulling the handle of his suitcase up.
“Happy’s a good guy,” said Frank.
“Guys,” shouted Tommy holding the front door of police station open for them. “Sun’s hot.”
Two police officers exited the open door. One looked at Tommy but said nothing. Frank smiled at them and grabbed the door as Tommy slid inside.
“You look like a pimp,” he muttered under his breath. “Try not to arrested on our first day here.”
Tommy pulled the color of his jacket up and slumped in a lobby chair. “There’s a good chance someone in this building will recognize my face.”
Marcus snorted at set their bags next to Tommy. “Doubt anyone here is old enough to remember your face.”
Frank shook his head and showed his badge to the front clerk before returning to Marcus and Tommy. “My guy here will let me know if anything unusual happened last night. We’ve got to be ready before Phin gets here. Do your friends know we’re here?”
He’d asked Tommy, but Marcus answered. “Issy just texted to say she’s sending a car to get us.”
Tommy nudged his wayfarers down and looked at Marcus. “How do you know Issy?”
“I don’t. Max gave me her contact info before we left – just in case.”
Before Tommy could respond, the door leading to the inner sanctum of station slammed open. “Frank Jarvis! What the hell are you doing in my town.” The man proceeded wrap massive arms around Frank.
Frank hugged him back and stood back. “Not getting any smaller, are you?”
The man laughed so loud it echoed through the hall. “Looks like you’ll be caught up with me soon.”
Frank nodded his head toward Marcus and Tommy. “My nephew, Marcus LeBrere, well, Jasmine’s nephew really. Anyway, we’re here for little R&R. Marcus, this is Lieutenent Happy, an old friend of mine.”
Marcus stood and shook his hand.
Happy looked from Marcus to Tommy, his smile remained on his lips, but not in his eyes.
“Don’t mind Tommy,” Frank said. “Got sick on the place. Can we talk?”
Frank followed Happy through the door as he heard Tommy huff, “I look sick?”
“Well,” said Marcus pulling out his phone. “If you’re not sick, you’re a pimp.”
“So” said Frank, “When did you start wearing a tie?”
Happy’s laughed echoed in the hallway. “Lieutenent now. Gotta look the part.”
Peace,
L.K. Latham
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