Excerpt: Rebel by Callie Hart

Series: Dead Man’s Ink
Release Date: February 9, 2015
https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/23644329-rebel?ac=1

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…

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 “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.”



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