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An interesting little factoid about me is that I was in a band.
Not just in a band, actually, I wrote all the songs and produced our music. We were even on MTV in the middle of the night one night. Probably about seven people saw us.
But one of the things that I was known for was lyrics. Below are lyrics that sort of inspired Bright Midnights
Lips to the Flame
He comes across the water, dancing on waves
Mad as Ophelia, we are the same
Mountains are shells that surround us
We glow in smoke from the dust
Day aquieces to a burning shade
I want to live with my lips to the flame
When he whispers
I hear hummingbirds
Their wings beat out all thought
Is gone, long gone
Warehouse of sand, so dark, bizarre
In a trailer, I leave flowers
Neon lights twist round the borders
Sleeping on a carousel, I hear him breathing but
He can’t see me
He says “I’ll take care of you”
And I wake screaming
He eats you alive
Feel your heart bake
Tell them you want to live
With your lips to the flame
Wild dogs chase me, my heart beats out their rhythm
So sweet to let go and roam the night with them
He lies in their midst, countenance starlit
In black eyes I swim, have I been remiss.
Never more to run
No time to back away
I will remain
With my lips to the flame
When he whispers
I hear hummingbirds
Their wings beat out all thought
Is gone
Their wings will flame delight
Goodnight
Bright MidnightsThe Limerent Series
Book Three
LS Delorme
Genre: Paranormal Romance, YA, Urban Fantasy
Publisher: Limerent Publishing
Date of Publication: Oct 2023
ISBN:979-8-9874880-2-7
ASIN: B0CD4FTYDF
Number of pages: 301
Word Count: 119000
Cover Artist: Brittany Wilson
Tagline: "In a world where viruses possess and dreams unlock new realms, a young girl must navigate love, danger, and her own dark powers to survive."
Book Description:
Most high school students find life challenging, but 17-year old Amelie has a lot more to contend with than typical teenage angst. Ever since she turned 11, others have been irresistibly, almost chemically, drawn to her-with tragic consequences. Her only escape is at night when she flies to different times and places through her "dreams". Her life begins to change when, on one of her flights, she meets Clovis, an alluring and mysterious young man who hides a secret.
As Amelie finds herself increasingly drawn to him, she learns his story, how it intertwines with her own and finally discovers how to live her life in the real world. Until her own secrets are revealed to the wrong people and that world turns upside down.
Excerpt:
“Everyone, could you pass your weekly journals forward,” Ms.
Pryll announced. “And I think, perhaps, today I will pick a few of you to read
your entries to the rest of the class. Ms. McCormick, you always have such
interesting entries. How about we begin with you?”
Ms. Pryll motioned her forward. Ah, her eye rolling had been
noticed. Amelie really wasn’t off to a good start today. On top of her
intestinal grumbling, she was feeling the beginnings of a tension headache creeping
up the back of her neck.
Just as she was standing up to assume the position at the
front of the classroom, someone stumbled through the door. It was Hudson. He
was slumping, holding on to the doorframe. Hudson wouldn’t be drawing attention
to himself in normal circumstances. Something was wrong. Ms. Pryll was finally
pulled from her flirting by the fact that the rest of the class was staring at
the doorway. As they watched, Hudson slid down the doorframe into a huddled
position.
“Now Mr. Crowe, please come in and sit down,” said Ms.
Pryll, with exasperation.
Hudson managed to hold up a small blue object, before slumping forward.
“Dude’s been drinking?” Ryan laughed from the back.
Hudson tried one more time to raise his head and lift the
thing in his hands. Everyone in the class just stared at him. The front of
Amelie’s forehead suddenly exploded with images, and the lighted words from the
cereal box this morning made sense.
Low. Sugar. Bad.
“He’s not drunk,” Amelie snapped. “That’s a glucose meter.
He’s diabetic.”
Amelie dropped her notebook and ran to the door, falling to
her knees beside Hudson. She had a vague notion that this hurt and she would be
bruised later, before she grabbed Hudson’s head. She didn’t know if people in
insulin shock had seizures or not, but that didn’t matter. She knew what to do.
She had been told by something more reliable than memory. Low blood sugar was
bad.
What to do? Okay, Elodie had her phone. What else?
Jack, he always ate breakfast at his desk. Today it was a bottle of orange
juice. Thank god.
“Elodie, call 911—now! Jack, throw me your OJ,” Amelie
snapped.
Jack just smirked at her, completely disengaged in the fact
that another human being was in crisis. A wave of fury replaced the images in Amelie’s
head, making everything around her look shiny, sharp, and red. The world began
to move in slow motion. She turned, her eyes met Jack’s, and she let her
well-constructed shields drop … just… drop. The energy that flowed out of her
felt glorious.
“Jack, throw me your OJ, now,” she said, softly this time.
She saw the shocked look on Jack’s face, but he immediately grabbed the OJ and
tossed it to her. The chemical wave that seemed to be her birthright rolled
over him, through him, past him and across the class … person by person, face
by face.
Lexy is the Author of the Limerent novel universe. The first two books in this universe were Caio and Bright Midnights. They are two of the three foundation books of the Limerent Series, and as such can be read in any order.
Bright Midnights was picked as an Editor’s Choice by Booklife and received a Golden Wizard award in the UK in the category of YA.
Lexy has also been a travel writer and author of The Unofficial Guide to Disneyland Hong Kong and An Expat Mom’s Unofficial Guide to Disneyland Paris. She is an ex rock musician, ex science grad, recovering attorney and now an expat writer. Her love of writing stems from an eclectic life. As a navy brat, she grew up in various states across the U.S. until her father retired to North Carolina when she was a teenager.
As an adult, she has continued this tumbleweed life, having since lived in 3 countries, 9 US States, and 21 cities around the world. But, through all this change, her love of writing has been the one constant. Writing the Limerent Series allows her to use her unusual past to help create new worlds.
Lexy now lives in Paris with her husband and two very cool sons.
“Writing fiction gives you a place where you can put all the attractions that you probably shouldn’t feel, all the thoughts you are afraid of saying out loud, and all the rage that you can’t vent because you would kill people. While we live, these moments stay with us, but when we die, they die too. When you put pen to paper, or fingers to keyboard, you put these things out there in the world where they can be read by others. This means that they have a life outside of you and outside of your own head, and that’s something that is really compelling to me. I like the idea that these amazing moments that I’ve had in life don’t disappear when I disappear.” - LS Delorme
“For me, writing is like therapy…just cheaper. As most writers are not really individuals but a collection of individuals trying to find a way to live together in one brain, fiction allows them to make a home for all these people who live rent free inside their heads. It’s also place that you can capture unique moments in life that impact you or that make you feel deeply.” - LS Delorme
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