Rebel's Rampage
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- 22,00 kr
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- 22,00 kr
Publisher Description
He runs hot with loyalty and lethal fury. She built an empire from her grandmother's recipes and refuses to bow to anyone. When a protection racket targets her food truck, only an outlaw biker can deliver the justice the law won't touch.
Marisol Vega poured four years into building Vega's—a food truck serving Cuban-Southern fusion that carries her grandmother's legacy in every dish. When she laughs off a thug's demand for protection money, they destroy everything she's built and leave a message in spray paint: PAY UP. The cops won't help. They're on the payroll. Mari's got nothing left but her grandmother's knives and the stubborn refusal to kneel.
Then a biker with fury in his eyes rips her attacker off her and claims her as his own.
Joel "Rebel" Turner joined the Crimson Kings after watching his father's suicide in an abandoned textile mill—another casualty of corporate greed that gutted their town. He runs hot, trusts actions over words, and has been waiting for a chance to destroy men who bleed working people dry. When Mari swings a baseball bat at a man twice her size rather than submit, Rebel knows—she's his.
But claiming the food truck owner means war with a protection racket that owns the local cops and has terrorized Selma for fifteen years. The patriarch wants Mari broken or buried. Rebel doesn't care. He'll put every one of them in Alabama clay before letting anyone touch his woman.
Mari never wanted an outlaw's protection. But when Rebel's possessive claiming makes her feel powerful instead of trapped, when his brutal violence eliminates the men who destroyed her livelihood, when she kills an attacker with a cast-iron skillet defending his family's home—she chooses the dangerous biker over standing alone.
Together they'll fight through ambushes and assaults, defend the compound against hired killers, and prove that some prey should never have been hunted.
He'll burn down empires to keep her safe. She'll stand beside him and fight. Some claiming is forged in fire and sealed in blood.