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The Rebel – Sophie Lark *Blog Tour* Social Butterfly PR

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•Title: The Rebel
•Series: Kingmakers, #2
•Author: Sophie Lark
•Rating: ★★★★★
•Length: 526 pages (paperback)
•Read Date: 05/04/2021
•Publication Date: 05/05/2021
•Type Read: digital arc (via Social Butterfly PR)
•Genre(s): Dark, New Adult, Mafia Romance

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I Want The One Girl I Can’t Have…

Zoe Romero is trapped in a marriage contract with the most sadistic psychopath at Kingmakers.

She couldn’t be more off-limits. Stealing her from Rocco Prince would break the most ironclad rules of the mafia world.

But I have to have her. She’s my soulmate. I want her, or no one at all.

I’ll do anything to save her. Rocco will do anything to destroy her.

I’ve got one chance to achieve the impossible…

“The Rebel” is is the second book in the epic dark mafia Kingmakers series. It’s a forbidden romance, full of jealousy, desire, and a hero who will do anything to save the woman he loves.

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This is Zoe and Miles’s story and it is intricate and dark. Zoe is promised to another. Rocco, let me tell you, is the most vile, sociopathic creature and Zoe is walking straight to her grave. Miles, the entrepreneur of Kingmakers Academy, is drawn to Zoe’s beauty, determined to do whatever it takes to keep her away from harm… and from Rocco.

While Miles and Zoe find solace in one another, their forbidden romance will bring catastrophe down around them, leaving others in the blast zone. This book was hot as hell! Zoe and Miles are pure combustibility. But, aside from that, we get another voice in the mix, one whom I absolutely adored.

If you want to get sucked into this incredible dark mafia romance world, I highly recommend reading this series! Sophie Lark has made an absolute fan out of me because while her characters are somewhat morally gray, I mean they are attending a school where the art of illegal trade, combat, and mafia history are the only things being taught, they are fiercely devoted and love so hard.

The Rebel is the second book in the Kingmakers series and I cannot even believe that this was better than the first book!!! I love that Anna, Leo and the rest of the Kingmakers students were present in this book as I love so many of them.

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We’re walking up toward the Solar, slowly because neither of us is in a hurry.
The thick sod muffles our footsteps.
“It’s not your fault,” Miles says, frowning.
“It is, though. When I disobey my father, he always takes it out on Cat. I knew
that beforehand. When I rebel, it’s her that suffers.”
Remembering that immutable fact makes me realize that I’m making the same
mistake all over again. I spent the night at the Halloween party, dancing and drinking
with Miles, heedless of the consequences that might follow.
Reading my thoughts, Miles takes my hand. His hand is large and strong, and
immensely warm.
“Your cousins weren’t here tonight,” he says. “None of Rocco’s friends, either.”
“They’ll still hear. Everybody talks.”
Miles doesn’t bother to deny that — he knows it’s true.
“Tell me about your marriage contract,” he says.
“I haven’t even read it,” I admit. “I wasn’t part of the negotiations.”
“Do you know what your father’s getting out of the deal? What’s in it for Rocco’s
I explain it to him as best I understand, starting with the wars amongst the
Galician clans, and ending with everything I know about my father’s business, and the
Miles takes it all in, occasionally asking clarifying questions. This is something
I’ve noticed about Miles — he’s an information-gatherer. He’s good at asking just the
right questions to figure out what’s really going on.

When I’m done talking, he’s quiet for a while, considering.
“There’s a personal element on Rocco’s side, isn’t there?” he asks me.
“Do you mean, is he in love with me?” I say. “I wouldn’t call it love.”
“He’s fixated,” Miles says.
“Yes. We’ve been betrothed since I was twelve. He’s been planning what he’ll do
with me once we’re married for eight years now. He’s more than fixated — he’s
Miles’ expression is serious as he looks at me. Miles has eyes of a color I’ve
never seen before — a pure, clear gray. Under the starlight they shine almost silver,
lighter than his deeply-tanned skin.
“Even if you there was an incentive for your father and the Princes to void the
contract… Rocco wouldn’t agree.”
“No. He doesn’t care about money,” I shudder, “he only wants me.”
We’ve reached the Solar. The wind is picking up just a little, rustling the paper
feathers of my angel wings.
“I shouldn’t have kept you out here so long,” Miles says, glancing at my bare
arms. “You must be cold.”
I should be cold, going from the heat of the crowded stables to the crisp, open
air. But I’m not. I’m never cold around Miles — my heart is always beating too hard, my
blood thundering through my veins.
“Your cut has almost healed,” Miles says, gently touching the place next to my
eye where Rocco dug his knife.

When Miles touches me, it seems to ignite every nerve beneath his fingertips.
That one part of my body becomes more sensitive than every other inch of skin
I don’t think he means to kiss me.
But one hand on my face becomes two, and then he’s pulling me toward him, our
lips coming together in one smooth movement. Miles’ lips are full and warm, firm and
yet soft against mine. The kiss is gentle at first, and then it becomes deeper, his tongue
sliding between my lips, caressing mine.
The taste of his mouth turns attraction into lust. My heart races so hard it feels
like one, continuous throb. I’ve thrown myself into his arms. We’re clinging to each
other, kissing with a desperation that feels wild and reckless and utterly addictive.
Kissing Miles is like dancing with him. We’re perfectly in sync. Time melts away.
I can’t get enough of it, I can’t seem to stop. The wind buffets my paper wings, making a
sound like a thousand whispers, lifting me like I might fly away.
Slowly, I realize how exposed we are at the base of the Solar. Even in the dark,
anyone looking out their window might spot me in my white gown.
I break away from Miles.
“I’m sorry,” I say. “I shouldn’t have done that.”
It was Miles who kissed me, but I shouldn’t have let him. It’s not only
dangerous for me to break my contract with Rocco. If anything, it’s even more
dangerous for Miles. The Princes could seek retribution.
“I did it,” Miles says, looking at me intently. “And I’m not sorry.”
“We can’t,” I say to him.

We both know we can’t, and yet I allowed myself to pretend otherwise. I enjoyed
the fantasy that I could talk to a man I liked, flirt with him, dance with him. I let myself
experience the feeling of actually falling for someone, reveling in that sense of mutual
attraction. I’ve never felt it before. It’s intoxicating.
But now I’ve crossed the line. And it feels too good. So good that I’m terrified of
what I’ll end up doing if I don’t stop now.
“I can’t see you anymore,” I say to Miles.
He’s looking at me, face impassive, not answering.
I can’t tell what he’s thinking. I can’t read Miles as well as he reads me.
“You’re going to see me tomorrow,” he says.
“I’m not.”
“You will,” he says.
His gray eyes are brighter than ever, fixed on mine with an intensity I’ve never
seen in Miles before. He acts like he doesn’t care about anything. But I always knew
that couldn’t be true, because he’s the furthest thing from lazy. He’s always hustling,
always working an angle.
I’m finally seeing what it looks like when Miles is chasing something he wants.
“I can’t kiss you anymore,” I say, “And I can’t be alone with you.”
“I’m not going to argue with you Zoe,” Miles says, his eyes burning into mine.
“But I’m also not going to stop.”
Before I can say another word, he turns and strides away from me, across the
dark grounds.
I’m staring after him, open-mouthed, my lips still throbbing where he kissed me.


Sophie Lark is an Amazon Bestselling author who writes intense, intelligent romance,
with heroines who are strong and capable, and men who will do anything to capture
their hearts. She lives with her husband, two boys, and baby girl in the Rocky Mountain West.

She has a slight obsession with hiking, bodybuilding, and live comedy shows. Her
perfect day would be taking the kids to Harry Potter World, going dancing with Mr. Lark,
then relaxing with a good book and a monster bag of salt and vinegar chips.

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