Born Sinner
Dirty Love
Dirty Truth
Grim The beginning
Rumor
Baby
Striker
Romeo
Heart of A Rebel
A Rebel Love
A Rebel In The Roses
Acknowledgements
Michelle, my Rockstar you know I adore you and love you to bits. Thank you for always giving me awesome feedback and being a kickass friend. Oh, and for being my blurb bitch this time around.
To my rebels thank you for your support. You mean the world to me.
Bonus
Preview
Beauty & The Biker: A Dark Fairytale
Isabella
Vandacamp Mansion was said to have once been a grand castle. It’s stood for over two-hundred years, hidden in the backwoods of a forgotten town, Eden. The mansion has been passed from generation to generation to the Vandacamp heir. I have only seen it once, when I was a child on a business lunch with my father. I was terrified. The home reminds me of something out of a medieval movie. Built of dark grey stones and bricks, it is very much a castle, complete with a round tower and what was once a dungeon. It gives me the creeps.
Thinking back on it now gives me shivers. It was so dark and cold inside. Like love had never lived there.
I gloss over the rest of the article in the newspaper about the historical home and the man who now inherits the Vandacamp legacy after the sudden passing of Angelo, the head of the family.
The current heir, Tristian Vandacamp, is the type of man you will cross the street to avoid at all cost. Known to most as an enforcer for a violent motorcycle club—Depraved Sinners, the men who run this town and everyone in it. They own everything, keeping the rest of us hostage. No one can afford to leave, so we are all forced to stay. They are notorious for ruining anyone who stands in their way. I’ve heard whispers about Tristian, they say he has no soul and that is why he looks the way he does. Rumor has it he once killed a man with his bare hands for pronouncing his name wrong. I’m not sure I buy into all the hype though.
My father has done his best in shielding me from them, but I have seen Tristian and his gang riding through town, appearing as if he has risen from hell itself, from the window of my family’s bookstore.
The Book Nook was my mother’s dream and my Papi has tried so hard to keep it thriving. The store has never been his passion, but he has held on, trying to keep her memory alive. Besides, it isn’t as if he has a choice to do otherwise. We have nowhere else to go and no way to get there.
He has my sister’s and me to care for. I am the youngest of three. Elsabeth is the oldest, and the only one of us to get married. Her husband, Felix, manages the local sanitation company. My sister the garbage queen. I would have never thought that would ever happen, but she fell in love. Her and Felix are always kissing and being so romantic. I want that someday—the passion they share. They are expecting their first child later this year. They shared the news with us over the weekend.
My father cannot wait to have his first grandchild. We all wish my mother were here for times like this. She was always so graceful and knew exactly what to do or say. When she lost her battle with Lupus, it was hard on us all, but mainly my sister, Ariala.
Ariala is wild. She is always chasing after the wrong men. Men who keep company with Tristian no doubt. She wasn’t always like this but since mom passed away she has been lashing out, warranting the wrong kind of attention. I never imagined she would act out the way she has. Always out late, if she comes home at all. My dad stays stressed and worried about her welfare.
The staying out isn’t the worst of her offenses, she has a serious drug problem that she tries to hide but I can see it. I just don’t know why everyone else can’t. She bleeds our father dry. I caught her taking money from his wallet a few days ago and when I confronted her, she had the audacity to lie and say Papi owed her money.
That is why it is up to me to be the good girl and do what is expected of me. My father’s heart can’t handle more stress. He is stretched thin as it is.
Being the baby of the family has left me the most sheltered. With Elsabeth married and Ariala out of control, I do what I can to help my father out at the store. I recently obtained my high school diploma. Much later than I should have, but with our mother needing constant care and looking after, I dropped from public school and finished school at home with online courses.