We asked the authors of the hot
summer box set, Heartbreakers and Heroes,
about when they last broke a rule themselves and their responses were
fantastic! Check it out…
Jennie
Marts, USA Today Bestselling Author
In trying to come up with the last time I broke a rule, at first I couldn’t think of one, then I thought of so many that I didn’t know which one to pick. It’s funny when you start thinking about rules and how many we actually break a day, a month, a year. And it seems that I am quite a common rulebreaker.
I’m always running five minutes late, and just in the last week I sped through a yellow light that may have possibly turned red, I served a box of pasta that had expired, I forgot to use my blinker, did use an adverb, and ‘donated’ some money to the library for that late library book I forgot to turn in. I may have even ripped the tag off of my new mattress…shhh!!
The rule I tend to break on a daily basis though is swearing. Although I am the queen of euphemistic swearing. Some of my favorites substitutes are dirt, shite, shizzle, fudge, and shi—shoot. Not that I haven’t been known to drop a strategically placed F-bomb, but it’s more common for me to use a frustrated g-rated version.
Oh F—ridgerator! Looks like this article might be late. Gotta go. Have a freaking fantastic day and go break a few rules!
Veronica
Forand
This is more about my daughter breaking a rule. She
attends a private school with a strict dress code. When she wanted to dye
streaks of blue and purple into her hair, I thought I was being brilliant when
I told her that she can unless the school tells her to change the color back to
normal. They have been good about keeping girls’ hair natural colors. Three
weeks after my daughter went to school with colorful streaks, the school still
hadn’t made her change the color. She’s changed her hair color three times
since then. So much for life lessons.
Codi
Gary
When I was sixteen, and had only had my license for
about two months, I told my mom I was going to the movies with my boyfriend.
She didn’t want me driving all over, and especially not with a bunch of kids in
the car, so I didn’t tell her I was picking up my friend and her boyfriend
thirty minutes away…until I rear ended another car and had to explain to my mom
where I was and why. Since then, I believe in Karma and try not to tempt the
fates.
T.J.
Kline
I am definitely not a rule-breaker by nature. I like
order and lists. It’s makes me feel in control of my circumstances. However,
there were times growing up that I was intent on breaking rules. Like the time
I’d been grounded from seeing my boyfriend in high school. In retrospect, my
parents were doing their best and he was not
a good influence, but at sixteen and “in love,” I was ready to spread my wings
and be the independent woman I believed I was.
So when he looked up at me with pleading
turquoise-blue eyes, begging me to cut school and come back to his house to
spend the day with him, reminding me how much he missed me and that he couldn’t
call me (since I was grounded from the phone…this was pre-cell phones and
texting!), I practically leapt into his beat-up car. It was a lovely afternoon,
in spite of the other friends that showed, filled with laughter and some
make-out sessions.
Until there was a knock at the door. And someone
called out, “Hey, your dad’s here.”
Apparently, my younger siblings, riding the bus home
from school, had seen us outside and proceeded to tattle which prompted my
father to show up to bring me home, amidst the mocking laughter of my “friends”
while my wonderful boyfriend left me to take the heat. While I did confess what
I’d done to my parents, their punishment (more grounding) was nothing compared
to the humiliation of facing my friends the next day. That said, I no longer
felt the need to cut school to spend time with a guy who wasn’t even brave
enough to face my father with me.
Sharla
Lovelace
I’m kind of a rule follower now…that parenting thing
flipped me around…but once upon a time I knew every possible avenue to bend the
rules. Can’t go to that place underage? Have a (way beyond) crafty friend make
a fake ID. Not allowed to meet up with guys? Spend the night with a friend who
is. Have a suspicious mom (rightly so) who starts nosing around? Hide the beer
stash in my old box of stuffed animals. One night, while helping friends run a
firework stand, my friend and I each told our mothers we were spending the
night with the other one, while we actually spent the night with ten other
people in a trailer behind the stand. Dear God, when I think about that as a
parent, I cringe!! LOL. It did make me super-spy-mom, though. My kids never
understood how I knew things before they could even create the cover up lie. I
told them: There’s nothing you can do that I haven’t done twice, and better. So
think creatively, baby.
Hayson
Manning

A
brotherhood of twelve men bound together by their troubled youth and one mentor
who taught them the rules for becoming men of honor. But some of them haven't
been following those rules...
Get your hands on TWELVE sexy HEARTBREAKERS AND HEROES- all new romances from USA Today bestsellers and your favorite contemporary authors that are sure to get your heart pounding.
Get your hands on TWELVE sexy HEARTBREAKERS AND HEROES- all new romances from USA Today bestsellers and your favorite contemporary authors that are sure to get your heart pounding.
This is on my TBR list as soon as it comes out.
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