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.”
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RELEASE
DATE: February 9th
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...
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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