We're excited to spotlight Beautiful Broken Mess by Kimberly Lauren! This is book 2 of Kimberly's fantastic Broken series. We fell in love with Book 1, Beautiful Broken Rules, and were itching for Jace & Aubrey's story. Kimberly did not disappoint. All the characters we loved from BBR returns - we were introduced to Aubrey and her connection to Jace but so much is revealed and discovered in Beautiful Broken Mess. An angsty, sizzling, and heart wrenching love story we highly recommend! 

Today we have an excerpt for you to meet Jace and Aubrey, some of our favorite quotes, AND a giveaway to win giftcards and ebooks! Enjoy and Good Luck!
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"I can’t even call that a kiss because it was on a whole other level. He made me forget about everything... where I was, where I’m from, and even where he’s from. It was just my lips and his, dueling for more."
- Beautiful Broken Mess by Kimberly Lauren

Beautiful Broken Mess Excerpt: Meet Jace and Audrey

I stalk forward, causing Audrey to reverse slowly. After fifteen steps or so, she backs into a large tree trunk. My hands hit the tree on either side of her face.

“It’s not fair that every time I see you, you look even more delicious than the last,” I whisper into her neck.

“I don’t think you realize what you’re doing right now.” She shivers under my lips.

“Why did things have to get so screwed up?” I ask, dragging my lips across hers. “Do you think we would be together if you hadn’t run into Jax?” I know I’ll regret this tomorrow, but I really don’t care right now.

“I can’t let myself think about things like that, Jace.” Her words are said like a prayer.

“Do you still think about me?” I whisper, while running a finger up the inside of her bare leg.

I feel her tremble before she admits, “Every single day.”

“Well, at least I’m not alone.”

My lips graze across her soft, plump ones. Her eyelashes flutter and she relaxes into me with closed eyes. I run my tongue across her bottom lip lazily before giving the same treatment to the top one. Her breath hitches when I lean back a fraction, and then ever so slowly I move in. I want to drag this out. I never got my moment with her so tonight I want to take my time.

Our lips finally touch and she moans with pleasure. My fingers drag upwards from the back of her neck into her loose curls and I pull her in tighter. Her hands brace themselves on my chest. Gradually, the slow, lazy kiss becomes heated and needy.

When her hands glide down and skim across my waist, I pull back instantly. Grabbing her hand, I quickly start dragging her off toward the driveway. We both need to get out of here before any other thoughts enter my head. When we finally reach Jax’s black ‘67 Camaro, I realize she’s tugging on my hand.

“Jace, where are we going?”

 “I need you without an audience.” 


Beautiful Broken Mess (Bk 2) Synopsis & Purchase Button

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Jace Riley’s close connection with his identical twin brother, Jaxon, is put to the test when he tries to choose between keeping his promises and following his heart. Is this girl that still haunts his dreams, even after four years, really worth it? Jace can’t help but wonder if he made a huge mistake all that time ago when he let her walk into someone else’s arms, especially since that someone was his twin.

Audrey Mills often wonders at what point she should throw her hands up in defeat and allow all of the horrible circumstances of her life to overtake her. Despite the demons she has faced, however, something inside her won’t give in. When she leaves her small town in Texas to attend college in California, Audrey runs into the one guy who could make her or break her. But is the past they share too painful for them to overcome?

This is the second book in the broken series. While each book can stand on its own, it's recommended you read Beautiful Broken Rules before Beautiful Broken Mess.


New Adult/Adult Contemporary Romance - recommended for ages 18 and up.


“But don't you dare think for one second that I don't remember every single touch and feeling I had with you. I remember the way every inch of you felt under my fingers. I remember the way your skin tasted, and I sure as hell didn't forget the way I fit inside you so damn perfectly. It literally makes me ache at the loss.”
Beautiful Broken Mess by Kimberly Lauren

Beautiful Broken Rules (Bk 1) Synopsis & Purchase Button

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What happens when you create rules to keep others out? 

One thing Emerson Moore has come to terms with is that she is the school slut. She knows her way around a frat house and how to get what she wants. She doesn’t make any excuses for her actions and she doesn’t pretend to be anything different. She is who she is and with that she knows how to have a good time. She’s made rules to keep relationships at bay and avoid the demons of her past. 

When her best friend, Cole has his two friends from back home move in with him she begins to think she has met her match with Jaxon Riley. Jax is the perfect mixture of tattooed muscle and a sweet-talking mouth. With “hand” written notes, a voice that exudes sex and knowing just how to get under her skin, Jaxon learns how to break all the rules. But will he just end up breaking her heart anyway? 

New Adult/Adult Contemporary Romance - recommended for ages 18 and up.

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Author Bio: Meet Kimberly Lauren!

I'm a wanderer, an adventurer, a traveler.

I want to see it all. I haven't been everywhere but it's on my list.

"She travels the world & home is always in her heart."

Lately if I'm not traveling or chasing a toddler, I'm writing. Which is weird because I hated writing in college. Oh wait, that's because that was boring. Who really wants to sit there and cite all your sources into APA format? Not this girl. Writing for yourself is enjoyable and cathartic. Please try it. Then tell me about because I love indie authors.

When I was 19, I packed up and followed my high school sweetheart from Texas to California. We had a blast living it up in San Diego. Four years later we made a crazy decision and packed up again and moved to Germany. What? Yep, you read that right. Guess what? Best decision ever! We OWNED Europe. For three years we saw as much as we possibly could. We lived an hour outside of France, a couple from Switzerland and Italy. Most amazing time of my life. Please go out there and see the world, you won't regret it. After Europe we moved back to California, and for now we're just debating our next adventure.

I earned a degree in Child Development. And now I write novels. Makes perfect sense! I write because I walk around all day with these stories in my head. It's nice to be able to get them out of my head in an organized fashion. I hope that someone out there enjoys them, because I have enjoyed so many others'.

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Kimberly Lauren's Beautiful Broken Rules Exclusive Excerpt, Dream Cast, and GIVEAWAY!

We're excited to introduce a new Rock Star Author and her amazing debut, Beautiful Broken Rules! We have an exclusive scene re-written from Jaxon Riley's POV, if you haven't met him yet, you will love him. Also, Kimberly's Dream Cast and inspiration for Jaxon & Emerson. This is a touching, sexy, angsty and brilliantly written love story - we cannot recommend it enough.
Excerpt from Jax's POV:
Chapter Seventeen Football game scene  

When Jace and I were sixteen, college recruiters began coming around to watch our games. Since our school had started winning the state championship every year, they wanted to know the players responsible. I remember laying out on the lawn one night after catching all of my dad’s passes and talking to him about the future.

“One day, you’ll be suiting up in your University jersey and stepping out onto the field to play a championship game in front of thousands,” he said while tossing the ball in the air and watching it spiral back down.

“Those are some pretty big dreams, old man,” I remember laughing.

“Don’t doubt your abilities, Jaxon. You and Jace are a force to be reckoned with together on the field, but I know you’ll do a damn fine job without him.” He sat up to look at me. “Just promise me that when that day comes, no matter what’s going on in life, you’ll leave it off the field. Chances like that won’t come around often. Keep your head in the game and make sure everything else stays out.”

Now here I am, suited up in our brand-new, special edition NCAA Championship jerseys and I’m trying my damnedest to remember every word my dad said to me that day. I need to recall the tone of his voice and the way he emphasized the words ‘no matter what.’ If he were here today he could repeat all of this to me, but he’s not. Even though Jace is not my biggest fan right now, he still tried to give me a pep talk me this morning. But for some reason, nothing is sticking. She is the only thing I can think about.

When my cleats connect with the freshly manicured grass on the field, I try to push her out of my head. I love you like crazy Emerson, but damn it, you don’t belong here right now. I’ve worked too hard for this moment and I can’t even enjoy it. I’m so fucking pissed... at myself for not being stronger, at Emerson for running away, and at the fact that I won’t be getting a good luck kiss. Damn, Jace would tear me a new one if he heard how whipped I am.

When I step up to the metal barrier in front of my brother and Quinn, they both give me pitying looks. If they could stop doing that as soon as fucking possible, that would be great. I don’t need any more pity. I got enough of that from mom today when she called to apologize for not being here, and then continued to talk about Emerson.

“You ready for this?” Jace asks.

I ignore his question and ask Quinn, “How is she?” Why the hell am I asking this?

“I know I shouldn’t be but I’m pissed at you, Jax. Don’t ask me about her right now,” Quinn snaps back, but I can see the apology in her face too. She’s protective over Emerson and I'm glad; she needs that.

“I just need to know.” Do I need to know that she’s doing as piss-poor as I am?

“Dude, she cried all night. Is that what you wanted to hear?” Cole says, from behind me and then walks away, obviously not wanting to hear my answer. He has some kind of brotherly-protective instinct over Emerson that’s really starting to piss me off.

And call me an asshole, but that’s exactly what I wanted to hear. Because if someone tells me that she went out, partied her hot little ass off and ended up in some dude’s bed last night, I won’t make it through this day without ending up in jail. I saw the looks she got every time we walked into a room. I saw the lust in their eyes and the jealousy, knowing that they couldn’t touch her anymore.

Like a magnetic pull, I look over, just in time to see Emerson step up into the stands. Fuck me. She looks completely amazing and utterly terrible at the same time. I’m gutted and I can’t pull my eyes away from her. She’s wearing the cowboy boots I bought for her in Texas and that dress... I’ve been salivating thinking about her wearing it since my mom pulled it off the rack. Just like I remembered in the dressing room, her tits look fucking phenomenal in it. I’m not the only schmuck who thinks so either. In my peripheral, I can already count five idiots who are about to get their lights knocked out if they don’t avert their gazes.

I could hop over this barrier right now and end our pain. I could tell her how big of an asshole I was yesterday and how I should have never let it get that bad. I could tell her how, every second since then, I wish I hadn’t let Cole carry her away or how her CD ripped my heart from my chest last night and I cried like a baby listening to it.

But none of that would be fair to either of us. She’s already started her grieving process and the fact remains that we aren’t good for one another. Contrary to what I thought, I was never making her stronger. I don't want to be the one to tear her down and have her panic again like she did the other day. I also can’t handle being constantly pushed away. I thought that once we were officially together, it would be all sunshine and rainbows. Obviously, I was fucking delusional.

Before any of my friends yell at me for publicly drooling over Emerson, I make my way back to the team to get ready for kick-off. When I’m out on the field, I allow myself one more glance. Jace has her wrapped in his arms and her sexy little boots are dangling off the ground. My fists clench and I silently curse her for creating these murderous intentions toward my own brother. As I watch him whisper something in her ear, she peers over his shoulder to look at me, and I can see the agony in her eyes.

I did that. I put that there. Every cell in my body is telling me to screw this game and fix this, but I know she’ll get over it. Once the shock of it all wears off, she’ll realize that we’re better off apart.

Keep your head in the game and make sure everything else stays out.” I hear my dad’s words repeat in my head.

That’s exactly what I attempt to do. For the entire sixty minutes of game-time, I manage to think about football and only football. She was only able to sneak in during halftime and timeouts. Just as Cole crosses the end zone for the winning touchdown and I hear the final whistle, I give a fist pump and smile toward him. When he gives me an exuberant one back, I know he’s not as mad at me as he's trying to make me think and that we’ll be okay. I let him run off toward Quinn and the gang, and I turn toward the locker room to go change.

My dad always taught us to be humble. "Celebrate your victories son, but don’t make yourself look like a jackass." He would have wanted me to stop and appreciate this moment, but right now I just want to go home.

As I’m lost in thoughts of how much better this would be if my dad could have actually been here, I misstep when Tatum jumps in my arms. My helmet falls from my hands as I fumble to keep her from crashing to the ground. What the hell is she doing?

She runs her fingers through my sweat-soaked hair and says, “Congratulations! You were so great out there.”

When I realize I’m still holding her and she has her legs wrapped around my waist, I immediately set her down, not caring about the pouty look she’s giving. I quickly look back to see if I’m out of sight from Emerson, and am thankful that I am. “Uh… thanks Tatum.” I continue toward the locker room but she follows.

“Let’s go out tonight. You need to celebrate.”

“Not going to happen.”

“I’ll let you come home with me,” she purrs nauseatingly, while grabbing my bicep.

“I’ll pass.”

“Jax, get over her. Em is nothing special.”

“Man, that’s a great way to get me in bed, Tatum. Insult the one girl I would walk through fire for. It’ll always be her, you’re not even--”

“Whoa… hey there, buddy!” Cole interrupts me by jumping in between us and wrapping his arm around my shoulder. “Great game. Let’s go get dressed!” When we get out of earshot of a sad-looking Tatum, he continues, “You were just about to make a royal ass out of yourself.”

“She was being a bitch.”

“No, she was being normal. You’re just a heartbroken asshole. Let's just keep that pretty little mouth of yours shut till you're over Emerson and won't run the risk of pushing away every eligible girl on campus," he says, grabbing my mouth and pinching it hard.

"Dick." I punch him in the arm as we walk toward the locker room, knowing deep down inside that there's a good chance I won't ever completely get over Emerson.


Book Synopsis

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What happens when you create rules to keep others out?

One thing Emerson Moore has come to terms with is that she is the school slut. She knows her way around a frat house and how to get what she wants. She doesn’t make any excuses for her actions and she doesn’t pretend to be anything different. She is who she is and with that she knows how to have a good time. She’s made rules to keep relationships at bay and avoid the demons of her past.

When her best friend, Cole has his two friends from back home move in with him she begins to think she has met her match with Jaxon Riley. Jax is the perfect mixture of tattooed muscle and a sweet-talking mouth. With “hand” written notes, a voice that exudes sex and knowing just how to get under her skin, Jaxon learns how to break all the rules. But will he just end up breaking her heart anyway?



DREAM CAST: Meet Jaxon Riley and Emerson Moore


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