To End the Rapture
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This was going to be a long five months.
Acknowledgements
To Maria, for being the reason my Sith Lord heart beats. You’re the best, kid.
Mom, Dad, and Rhea thank you for always supporting me.
Riley, Conner, and Oliver. My three babies, from a womb other than my own. <3
To Lindsay. For being my wilding babe. I’m glad you’re a creeper and friended me on Goodreads.
Erin, I don’t think I could get through a single day without you.
Emily for always being encouraging.
Elyse for just getting me.
To the ladies and gentlemen in B.I.C. for being supportive.
Lastly, I’d like to acknowledge the bag of Peach Rings that I devoured while finishing up the first draft of this book.
Music
Music makes writing possible. These are just a few artists that both Tyler and I love.
Justin Beiber
I Killed the Prom Queen
Disturbed
Suicide Silence
Beartooth
Lacuna Coil
My Chemical Romance
Panic! At the Disco
(I never left my emo phase. #sorrynotsorry)
Thank you, thank you, thank you so much for reading To End the Rapture.
About the Book
Rapture came to me one night while I was trying to figure out what the hell kind of monster I wanted to write about for this collection. I’ve been obsessed with all sorts of random, creepy shit, for a long, long time, so when the word demon jumped into my head Tyler’s story just started to unfold.
Tyler got her name because I have a weird thing about giving all of my female protags male names.
About the Author
Lori is from the super amazing state of Iowa. She lives there with her daughter and mom. When she’s not being mom, working full time, designing, or writing she’s brainstorming epic shit on Facebook with her soulmates.
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