The Rebel

My life. My way. Until she arrives and shakes my reality to the core.

As a former MC member and the best damn bike mechanic in the state, I’ve turned my back on everything my rich family expects of me. I don’t need their money or their expectations. Screw them all. I’m doing just fine on my own.

Until the day my life changes, and I become a full-time single father to a little girl I hardly know. Her arrival creates a tailspin I don’t know how to correct.

Then I receive an offer I can’t refuse from the billionaire family I detest. I don’t like selling out by being a sex symbol for the family company, but it comes with enough money to give my little girl everything she needs.

And, then there’s my corporate babysitter/boss… wow. Ass, tits, and legs for days.

Maybe I can do this father thing. This corporate thing. This lover thing.

If being this close to my family doesn’t destroy me first.


This is a beautifully written read with relatable and complex characters, dysfunctional family drama, witty dialogue, raw emotions, sexy romance and so much more. I was captivated as soon as I started reading and couldn’t put the book down until I read the last word.

Pamela Mitchell

Awesome!!! From start to finish you will love it!! This book made me laugh, cry and a hot mess … just wow!!! What a story!!



When the door of Sean’s bedroom swung closed, he wasted no time. He pulled me against him and held me tightly. His lips worked furiously against mine. I melted. While he kissed me, I let my hands roam all over his body. I grasped frantically at his back, running my nails down across his shirt. When I reached his waist line, I tucked my fingers beneath the hem of his shirt and quickly pulled it over his head.

Sean’s kisses never slowed. I raked my fingers down his chest and his stomach, finally feeling the outline of his ab muscles. I groaned deeply. Sean growled and lifted me off my feet. I wrapped my legs around his waist, my fingers tangling in his hair.

He carried me to the bed and laid me back gently. He paused just long enough to look into my eyes. It was dark in his bedroom, but his blue eyes shined brightly. I lost myself in them. I pulled him back to me, kissing him with a passion I’d never felt before. My legs were still wrapped around his waist and I could feel him growing harder by the second. I wanted to feel more of him.

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