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EXCERPT (NEW)
“You gonna sit down or what?”
I sit down. Arguing with him would be futile. We sit there,
side by side, staring off down the arrow-straight road, and for a moment I
don’t hate him. He pulls a cell phone out of his pocket and taps something into
it, and then he turns to face me, frowning slightly.
“You believe in vengeance?”
“You mean like revenge?”
He shakes his head. “Revenge is a selfish act. Retaliation
for something. Vengeance is a different thing altogether. It’s about obtaining
justice, usually for someone who can’t claim it for themselves.”
This is an odd line of questioning but I decide I’ll bite.
Maybe I wouldn’t if he were being a jerk like he was a couple of hours ago, but
that’s not what’s happening. He’s pensive, the live wire that apparently runs
through him dulled for the moment. “I don’t know,” I say. “Probably, in that
case.”
“What if I simplified the question?
What if I say, do you believe in justice?
“Then, yes, I do believe.”
EXCERPT
“You think you use
your brain when you’re having sex?”
Rebel’s pen freezes on the paper. He turns, then, towering
over me, my face level with his belt buckle. It’s as though I can literally
feel the heat rolling off his body. He’s intimidating and overwhelming, his
presence a powerful force to be reckoned with.
“Oh, Sophia. I use my brain. Every time I sleep with a
woman, I’m using my head to figure out what she likes. How she likes it. What I
can do to have her screaming my name until her throat’s raw.”
Excerpt
“It’s
time for you to tell me your name.” She arches an eyebrow at me. I can just
imagine her getting them waxed in some fancy fucking boutique beauty parlor in
Seattle, run by Asian hipsters with shaved undercuts and thick glasses. She
seems like the type. “Why do you want to know?” she asks, cockiness filling her
voice.
“I’m asking because I need something to call you. And if you
don’t tell me your name, I’m going to be forced to call you One Eighty-One. And
I’m guessing you won’t like being called One Eighty-One.”
“Why would you call me that?”
“Because that’s the reference Hector Ramirez gave you when
you uploaded your picture onto his skin site. Hector tags his girls
chronologically. The first girl he sold was number one. The fifty-third girl he
sold was tagged fifty-three. Using that logic, guess how many girls he sold before
he tagged you one eight one?”
“So a hundred and eighty other women came before me?” She
looks like she’s going to throw up.
“Exactly. And he hasn’t been caught. The police haven’t
raided his place out there in the desert. No one has reported his website. No
one came to rescue the one hundred and eighty other girls who came before you,
and no one is coming for you, either. So if you want reminding of that every
single time I call you one eight—“
“Sophia!” She screws
her eyes shut, clenching her jaw. “My name is fucking Sophia, motherfucker.”
She spits out the words like they’re poison. When she looks at me again, I can
see the fury burning in the dark depths of her dark brown eyes. She comes alive
when she’s angry. A thrill of adrenalin stabs through me, sending mixed signals
to my cock; provoking such a violent reaction from her is provoking an entirely
different reaction from me. For the first time, I see her. Fucking Sophia. I
don’t see her as a means to an end—a potential way to take down the bastard who
killed my uncle. I see her. I see her as a woman, and she is beautiful.
“Alright, Sophia. It’s a pleasure to meet you.”
Rebel and Sophia's story.
The first of a three part series. This novel contains a
small snippet which has already been released in the Owned: An Alpha Anthology,
however it is followed by a full story installment.
Sophia
Sometimes, you don't mean to become another person.
Sometimes the choice is made for you, and pretending is the only thing that
keeps you going. When Alexis Romera is taken and her kidnappers find her fake
ID in her purse, she must become Sophia in order to keep her family safe.
Revealing her real identity to the man she's sold to would be easy enough, but
can she trust him? Hell bent on revenging the murder of his uncle, Rebel
doesn't seem all that interested in playing things safe.
In fact, nothing about the secretive, dark and brooding MC
president seems safe at all.
Rebel
What do you do when the man who raised you is murdered, and
the only witness is kidnapped girl who's being sold as a sex slave? You buy
her, of course. As president to the most powerful motorcycle club in America,
Rebel isn't lacking in power. There are strings the man can pull, and entire criminal
organisations and corporate businesses alike would fall to their knees.
However, along with such power comes intense interest. The DEA have their eye
fixed solely on the MC...and they're just waiting for Rebel to trip up.
Getting Sophia to testify is the only way to bring the Los
Oscuros cartel down. The beautiful, dark haired, dark eyed woman is belligerent
and uncooperative and unlikely to bend to his will, but Rebel has a few tricks
up his sleeve to make her compliant--he'll charm her until she's bending over
backwards to please him.
Of course, falling for her might cause a few hiccups along
the way...
5 stars
I absolutely love the Blood and Roses series and I'm so
happy that we now have Rebel and Alexis/Sophia's story. I was always curious about how they actually
got together. And the background on both
of them. This is a great start to their
story and I can't wait for more. I am
hooked on Callie Hart's books.
We met Rebel in the Blood and Roses series (swoon
Zeth). He's the president of the Widow
Maker's MC and he had helped Zeth out in those books. But I always wanted more about him. The MC isn't like all the others we read
about. They let women into the
club. But the MC is just in the
background in this book. We get to see
a whole different side of Rebel in this book.
He isn't the hard*** we thought he was.
Don't get me wrong, he is, but he does have a softer side. Who would think that Rebel is also an MIT
grad?!
"A real man does not hit a woman. A real man does not hurt a woman. F***, even sorry-***, pathetic attempts at
men do not raise their hands against women while I'm around. Not unless they want to lose their balls in
the most painful manner possible."
Alexis/Sophia (you'll understand the two names when you read
the book) is just in the wrong place at the wrong time. She's minding her own business walking down
the street when she sees something that will change her life. She gets kidnapped, but there is a mystery
man/biker there and he tells her what to say to her captives. She listens to him. Of course, they sell her into the sex
trade. But lucky for her, Rebel is her
buyer. Yes, she's scared and has no clue
what's going on. But Rebel isn't like
the rest of them.
This is a great start to this spinoff series and I can't
wait to read more. I'm really hoping we
will get Cade's story also!
About the Author:
: Callie has experienced many changes throughout her life,
and gone through many ups and downs that have all worked towards shaping and
molding her into the person she is today: fun loving, active, social, and hard
working. The only thing that has remained a constant throughout her life is
writing. Creating characters who will tear your conscience in two is a favorite
pastime of Callie’s. There are few real saints and sinners in her books; more
often, the denizens of her stories are all very human. Broken, flawed, and
always with the potential for redemption.
Despite the subject matter being markedly hot and heavy in
comparison to the stories she wrote in elementary school, there will always be
an element of fairytale to her work.
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