Rook & Rebel: A Dark Revenge Romance of Obsession and High-Speed Thrills in the World of Bikers (The Mavericks Book 1)

by Kate Crew

“Okay. You’re in charge.” “You’re going to give up the control, just like that?” “To you? Yes. Only you. I would bow at your fucking feet, Regan. You always have the control.”

“You are a fucking queen. And just like a queen, you don’t have to fight battles on your own. You have a damn army behind you. Maybe not a big one, but I promise, we are enough to fix any issues you have with anyone.”

“We can teach you how to defend yourself more. Or you can learn how to shoot. Whatever you want, but I will always show up. You can always count on me showing up.”

Do you know what a rook does in chess?” She shook her head, and I wrapped my arms around her. “He protects the queen. He can’t take her down, he can’t win against her, he only protects her. If you want to be queen of it all, I will cut down anyone in your way. I won’t stop you or lock you up, and yes, I would happily kill anyone who bothers you.”

“A demon girl?” he asked. “Might be the only kind that would ever love me, so I might as well get it tattooed on me for good luck. Does one of those just rise from the ground or do I have to do some ancient ritual shit?” “I’m pretty sure it’s one of those get naked and dance under the moonlight type of things,” I said. Regan laughed, the sound like a burst of light in my life. “Damn, I was hoping it was more of a ritualistic killing type of thing,” Hero mumbled.

“Thank you for bringing me here.” “Of course,” I replied, my hands resting on her hips. “I’d take you anywhere you wanted to go.” “Anywhere?” “Absolutely anywhere,”

I was already falling in love with Regan Fletcher, and true to the Fletcher name, she was bound to ruin my life.

“If looking at this art makes you feel an ounce of what I feel when I look at you, then we can both understand why I wouldn’t be bored. I could never be bored with you, Regan. I don’t have to like anything else in the room. If you are there, I have my own personal form of art to look at.”

“I’m addicted to every part of you, Rebel. You are mine, and I will be spending every day reminding you of that.”

“Every fucking time you surprise me, Rebel. Every time I think I’ve seen all you have to give, you do something like that and show me over and over how strong you are. You show me how much of a rebel you want to be.”

“I’m sitting here building our entire lives together in my head, Regan. I have no intentions of being done with you anytime soon.”

Regan had shown me over and over that she would be by my side, loyal to me and my secrets. She knew every side of me and still seemed to love all of them. At least, I hoped. I never trusted people. It took years before I really let them in, and even then, so many people were kept at arm’s length. But not her.

Rebel. I’ve been weaving you into my life, even when I didn’t want to be.”