This Broken Beautiful Thing by Sophie Summers

Since I'm new to the Indie writing scene I still have a lot to learn.You can find me on Goodreads and my blog feel free to comment, I'm always available to chat.You can also follow me on twitter and even friend me on Facebook to keep up to date with release dates and upcoming works. I may not have responded to your emails but please note that I really do appreciate all of you who have taken the time to email me with words of encouragement and advice. Look me up sometime, even if it's just for a chat.I love receiving emails and reviews of my books so please email me and send me links of your reviews. The lessons I've learnt and the people I've met along the way are my reasons for this. You can find me on Facebook, Goodreads, Twitter, Instagram as well as keep up to date with news of my books on my blog.Although my life is busy as ever, I will never complain or regret the path I've taken that directed me to where I am today. I kept my writing a secret for so long, not wanting anyone to know about this passion of mine but eventually all those stories needed to be put on paper (or online in my case), I wanted others to enjoy these carefully crafted characters and to possibly get a glimpse into my imagination.The first book I released was Alexia Eden and I hope all of you young adult fans of fantasy or supernatural go out and have a read.When I'm not working? I'm studying, writing or reading.I write supernatural as well as young adult based books. I should have listened to their warnings, should have taken their advice but I had been drawn to a broken soul and I thought I could mend it.fix him somehow.Īfter all is said and done, only one question remains.who will fix me when I break? Read more I thought I knew who he was but I had no idea the secrets he was keeping from me and the Club. I was so wrong to think I understood him.

It’s only when Raven comes out to play does he become the person so many fear. a dangerous man that I should steer clear of but they had it all wrong. we were meant to start fresh, a clean break. This was supposed to be our new beginning.

I need him to find me, save me from the Beast Jace has become. He continues to drive further and further away from my family.

Hitting my fists against the top of the trunk I scream and yell, but nothing. Praying for him to take me back to my baby girl. I cry louder, asking for him to pull over, to let me out. I can hear his faint mumbling through the insulation of the backseat. Jace’s last words play in my head over and over as I lay in this dark trunk.

This Broken Beautiful Thing by Sophie Summers