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Sneak Peek Monday: For A Short Time by Lori Lapekes (contemporary romance / new adult romance)

FOR A SHORT TIME COVERToday’s Sneak Peek is from the contemporary romance For a Short Time by Lachesis Publishing author Lori Lapekes. For a Short Time is about a young woman who goes through many changes in her life, including realizing whom she truly loves.

WHAT IT’S ABOUT:

Keri has no idea who she really is anymore.

Raised in the Midwest, where catching frogs and shoveling manure is common practice, then spending several adult years traveling the country and hob-nobbing with celebrities and the elite, Keri returns to her roots. She now lives in her sister`s basement, wondering just who she really is anymore.

After a peculiar meeting with the Quinn cousins, Keith and Jeremy, Keri is determined to capture Keith`s attention. An actor, a tall, compelling man, elusive, even abrasive at times, Keith is particularly intriguing to a woman like Keri who is accustomed to capturing the heart of any man she`s ever wanted. Yet it was Jeremy, the humble cabinet-maker and owner of a misshapen dog named Scalawag, who leaped into a bon-fire to rescue a scrap of an old coat that had sentimental value for her.

Following two episodes with the facial disorder, Bell`s Palsy, and after Jeremy has moved out of state, possibly to run from his heartbreak over her, Keri finally realizes not only who she really is─but who she needs to become.

But is it too late . . .

EXCERPT:

“It can’t be over between us, all the signs were there for you to finally be the right one for me,” Keri insisted.

“What signs?” Keith asked.

Keri stared into his shadowy face. Clinging tatters of mist drifted across it, obliterating his eyes for one moment, his mouth the next moment. The fog was cool and clammy to the skin in the dismal mist.

“The signs,” said Keri. “You know, the signs.” But, suddenly, she couldn‘t think of a one.

He turned his back on her, and began to fade away into the mist.

“Keith, come back!” Keri said. “I‘ll remember them, I know I will. It‘ll make a difference!”

But Keith continued to shrink into the fog. Soon he was only a dark patch in the distance, then that was swept away by the wisps of lonely swirling mist.

Keri was left in silence. A silent world of emptiness and chill.

“Keith . . .” she whimpered, “come back, I need you . . .” Only silence.

Keri heard her heart beating against her chest.

“Keith.” she whispered, tears trailing down her cheeks. Her knees went weak, and she sunk into the ground. “Don‘t leave me, I need you, don‘t leave me.”

“Straighten up, Keri,” came a voice behind her.

“What—who?” Keri asked, and slowly turned around. It was clearer where he stood, almost as though the sun was ready to break through the mist that was strangely falling away from him.

Jeremy.

“Please, stand up,” Jeremy said again. Something about the tone of his voice, oddly authoritative yet gentle at the same time, made Keri gather her strength and stand.

“Come here,” Jeremy said, and held out his hand. “

Keith left me,” Keri sobbed, but found herself drawing nearer to Jeremy. He seemed spectral as she stared at his hand, his comforting hand, and it drew her closer. When she reached him, she took his hand, and he pulled her close.

A jolt of something indescribable, joy mixed with peace and an incredible calmness pulsed through her at Jeremy‘s touch. He held her hand tighter, pulled her closer, and Keri began to quiver as she found herself face to face with Jeremy, gazing into wonderful eyes radiating a calm assurance and wisdom she had never before encountered. Heat raced through her and her legs became weak.

Jeremy‘s eyes glimmered. It paralyzed her to stare into them. Those eyes seemed to search into hers, gently probing, as though trying to connect with her soul. Keri became lightheaded, intoxicated, the poison of Keith‘s rejection now drained away.

“You‘re going to be all right now,” Jeremy said, and his voice seemed to roll like thunder and yet felt like a breathy whisper at the same time. It echoed as he continued, and suddenly the fog parted and a warming blaze of sun fell across them.

“I‘ll stay with you,” said Jeremy. “You don‘t have to be afraid anymore. You can finally be yourself.”

Those words flowed through Keri in cascades of relief. Finally, finally she felt it. She couldn‘t quite grasp what it all meant, but a weight had lifted.

“Thank you, thank you, Jeremy,” Keri said, gulping in great breaths of air. “What would I do without you? You‘re the one I need, you‘re the one I was meant for all along”

At those words, Jeremy smiled. Keri‘s eyes strayed toward his lips, and lingered there. His mouth smiled, his eyes smiled, and Keri was sure his heart smiled, too.

And so did she. Keri let go of his hand, and slowly wrapped her arms around his neck. He put his arms around her shoulders and drew her tighter to him. When they fully connected, the warmth of their touch was explosive, and Keri could scarcely control herself. She closed her eyes and suddenly, tantalizingly, his lips were pressed against hers. She gasped inwardly as the warmth and movement of his kiss sent shivers down her spine and into her toes. At first Jeremy‘s kiss was sweet and gentle, but as it became more urgent, its passion leached all of the strength from Keri‘s limbs until she was practically hanging limp in his embrace.

All she could think was—how did he learn to kiss like this? Was it the way it was supposed to be when two people were genuinely . . . in love?

No—it couldn‘t be! Jeremy was just her dear friend, like a brother, really.

Yet . . .

“Aunt Keri, get up!” said a wee voice far, far away. “You promised to play opera lady with me this morning.”

“What?” Keri moaned.

There was a soft shaking on her shoulders. “Aunt Keri, Keri, get up, sleepyhead! Take the pillow off your face.”

Reality crawled back to Keri in a lazy wave. Jeremy‘s embrace vanished, and the scene dissipated into fragments as Keri awoke, reluctantly pulling herself from the dream. Only a dream.

“Jutht a minute, Kate,” Keri mumbled. “Have thum patienth.”

“What?” Katie asked. “You sound weird.”

“It‘th the pirrow on ma face,” Keri said, rising slowly as she removed the pillow. “I like ta thleep like dat.”

Keri noticed the oddity just as Katie‘s eyes bulged at her.

“What‘s wrong with your face?” Katie cried.

Keri‘s hand flew to the right side of her face, which felt heavy and numb. It seemed dragged down, contorted. She could barely see out of her right eye.

“There‘s drool coming out of your mouth, just like Rover‘s,” said Katie. “I think your pillow got too heavy! It melted your face!”

Keri tried to gasp, but her mouth would not work correctly. It seemed weights were pulling her lip down on the right side, making it lopsided.

Dear Lord . . . had she had a stroke?

She flung off her blankets, twisted to the side of her bed, and sat up. It seemed her right arm worked fine, as well as her leg. And she could think clearly. But the horrified look on her niece‘s face confirmed the frightening fact that something was drastically wrong.

If you want to read more you can purchase For A Short Time at Lachesis Publishing or on amazon.

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What Inspires Your Writing by Lori Lapekes (contemporary romance author)

FOR A SHORT TIME COVEROur guest blogger today is Lachesis Publishing author Lori Lapekes. Lori is the author of the Lachesis contemporary romance called For a Short Time about a young woman who goes through many changes in her life, including realizing whom she truly loves.

Our ongoing topic is What Inspires Your Writing – welcome Lori Lapekes . . .

Hmmm, where do I get my inspiration to write . . .

An inspiration from real life I’m a bit embarrassed to admit came from fictionalizing an old friend in order to, well, “fix” her somehow through much trial and error in the novel to make her a better person. Yet later I was terrified she’d read the novel one day and recognize herself, and I wasn’t sure how she’d take it.

During that time I happened to read the blog of another author, (a very popular author,) whose antagonist in his latest novel was a dragon of a woman who was not only inspired from someone he knew, but patterned directly after her. At a book signing party, he was horrified to see her arrive, book in hand, and march up to him. Certain he’d get a verbal tongue lashing and a threat to sue; he could barely stand to look at her as she stood above him.

Then, she grinned. Sincerely. And said it was a truly fantastic novel, and she particularly liked the witchy woman character . . . she was such a vivid character, where did he ever come up with her?

Hah!

I could imagine, very well, that author’s relief, as well as confusion, I’m sure! And I was no longer afraid that the real person behind the inspiration for my main character in For a Short Time would be toilet-papering my house or keying my car. She never did connect herself with the character in the novel, and even promoted it a bit for me on Facebook. To my relief, just as my character in the novel, she did turn out to be a much kinder, more empathetic woman in real life.

Another inspiration began with disturbing dreams; a recurring dream without an ending. The dreams were near-nightmares from a real life drama, and to have closure, I needed to write it out. That book became the college tear-jerker, The Gingerbread Boy, and its feel good sequel, The Cinnamon Girl.

And yet another time, while standing in line at an estate auction in the country to buy my items and leave, I became aware of a tall young man in front of me with flowing brown hair, wide shoulders over a blue flannelled shirt, and an easy smile. There was just something about this man. Perhaps it was the calm, sunny afternoon in the country blended with what seemed like an ancient wisdom and mystery in the young man’s eyes . . . and I had it. Just like that he became the main character in a novel that had been percolating in my mind for some time, but I’d needed more inspiration for the hero. That novel became Secrets of Catalpa Hall.

I’m now working on a funky new adult novel, something of a switch for me. The inspiration for this came from vividly recalling my own days out of college, and the odd bunch I roomed with. One roomie in particular actually sort of becomes the novel, but I’m certain she’ll never know, that was many moons ago. But I also believe it may be the most fun, whimsical story I’ve ever written, even if it has murder, mayhem . . . and a potential maniac nicknamed “Goggleman” as a main character!

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FOR A SHORT TIME by LORI LAPEKES (contemporary romance)

_cover_Tuesday’s Revolving Book is the contemporary romance FOR A SHORT TIME by LORI LAPEKES.

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SYNOPSIS:
“Just be yourself – everyone else is taken.”

That should be 30-year old Keri Ferrita’s motto.

Have you ever known a “chameleon?” Is there hope for Keri Ferrita, who, (mostly) unknowingly, IS one. Keri has no idea who she really is anymore. Raised in the Midwest, where catching frogs and shoveling manure was common practice, then spending several adult years traveling the country and hob-nobbing with celebrities and the elite, Keri has finally returned to her roots. She now lives in her sister’s basement, wondering just who in the heck she really is anymore.

After a peculiar meeting with the Quinn cousins, Keith and Jeremy, Keri becomes determined to capture Keith’s attention. Keith is an actor, a tall, compelling man, elusive, even abrasive at times, which makes him particularly intriguing to a woman like Keri who has been accustomed to capturing the heart of any man she’s ever wanted. Yet it was Jeremy, the humble cabinet-maker in the woods, who’d actually leaped into a bon-fire to rescue a scrap of an old coat for her that had sentimental value.

But Keith is handsome, mysterious, and obviously hiding secrets. He is a challenge. Jeremy is down to earth, and talented. He plants flowers and vines. He has a misshapen, possibly a “ghost-dog” named Scalawag, and has built a secret room in his house. He is interesting, but also—short. Maybe better suited for Keri’s friend, Darci, who could stand to date a caring, stable man to help with her troubled son, Nathan. Following two episodes with the facial disorder, Bell’s Palsy, and after Jeremy’s decision to move out of state – possibly to run from his heartbreak over her – Keri finally decides not only who she really is — but who she needs to become.

READ AN EXCERPT: http://www.lorilapekes.com/teaser.shtml

AUTHOR BIO:
Born in the small town of Wayland, Michigan, Lori has been writing since she was about 0 years old. Hand-printing, illustrating, and stapling together pages to look like real books, Lori created such oddities as, “The Mystery of the Old Silo,” and “Skull Mansion.” Raised in the country with goofy siblings, a few strange neighbors, and many animals, Lori has cemented her own “quirkiness” through a series of unusual factory jobs and a two-year stint in art school. Presently she is working as a graphic artist, while at long last realizing her seemingly impossible dream of becoming a published author of what she calls “off-beat, Midwestern novels.” Acknowledging that most people who hear voices in their head are called schizophrenic, she knows when those voices are put onto paper, assigned names and given personalities, these people are then labeled–writers! Lori believes her novels will resonate with people from both coasts as well as what some may unwittingly call fly-over country. Lori now lives back home in her small town of Wayland, along with a German shepherd named Madeline, and a three-footed kitten named Tippy.

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web site: http://www.lorilapekes.com/
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