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.
EXCERPT
“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
“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.”
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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4 'Sophia' Stars.
Vengeance is what Rebel is all about. Callie starts us off with the murder of Rebel's uncle. A state judge - a man on the right side of the law, fighting for justice against criminals. An uncle that he loved dearly, despite being on opposing sides of the law. An uncle that took him in when his own father became too much.
Ryan's murder is witnessed by a twenty-one year old college student, Alexis Romera. It's a case of the wrong time and the wrong place. When Alexis tries to help Ryan, his captors grab hold of her and she now becomes their prisoner. Her captors find her fake ID under Sophia Letitia Marne and the only calm she has at the moment is that her real identity is safe... for now. What happens next changes Sophia's life forever.
Devastated and angry that a rival MC took out his uncle, Los Oscuros and the Widow Makers were at WAR. Rebel turns to the one girl that showed his uncle kindness in his death. It was his turn to help this selfless young woman.
"She was going to help him."
"So now we need to help her."
We're not just a motorcycle club.
We're criminals.
And we're really fucking good at not getting caught.
As the Rebel and Sophia's story progresses, Callie Hart shows us the different faces that is Rebel. He is a contradiction. A conundrum of sorts. Despite his offensive and harsh exterior, the bad ass attitude (which I loved) he has a heart of gold. His past scars still haunt him - his abusive father, his military days, the transition from good to towing the line of the law. His sincerity and kindness, his need to save those that cannot save themselves and his simplicity makes him the most versatile MC hero I've come across.
Rebel and Sophia's romance is slow and thrilling and their sexual attraction is intense. I loved that their romance was slow and calculated. It made the landscape and the emotions more realistic and thrilling to read.
And it has begun. Whoop!!! On to part 2.
Now I seriously need to go and read the Blood and Roses series that everyone is ravaging on about. Without a doubt, Callie Hart won't disappoint.
*ARC provided by the TRSOR on behalf of the author for an honest review* Thanks!!
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