She's Penna Carstairs.
The Renegade they call Rebel.
FMX-treme Magazine's sexiest female athlete of the year.
There's no rule in extreme sports she hasn't broken,
No gender barrier she hasn't demolished.
She's the woman I met in a bar in Vegas.
The woman I illegally BASE jumped for.
The woman I spent one insane, incredible night with.
But now I'm screwed.
Or rather...not screwed.
Because the woman I can't get out of my head is the one woman I can never touch again.
I'm Dr. Cruz Delgado-the youngest professor on this campus,
And Penelope Carstairs just walked into my class.
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That kid was still staring.
I stood in the lobby of the Bellagio, scanning through my text messages, blatantly ignoring most of them, but when I looked up, the gangly, mid-teenage boy was still gawking. The kid was wearing a Fox Motocross hat and a shirt from the Nitro Circus World Games, and judging by the way he was glancing from me to his phone and back again, he knew who I was.
Luckily, my phone went off, making it easy to ignore the fact that he was probably tweeting out my location right now.
Little John: Arrangements are made.
Penna: Thank you. Out front in fifteen?
Little John: I still think this is a shit idea.
Penna: I'll be sure to note that.
I slid my phone into the back pocket of my jeans as the kid headed in my direction, glancing to see where his parents were in the check-in process.
"Excuse me?" His voice cracked.
"What's up?" I asked with a smile.
"I know this is probably stupid, but are you ... Rebel?"
"Sure am." I forced the muscles in my face to maintain the curve to my lips.
The kid's eyes went wide, and my smile turned genuine. "I love you." He turned ten shades of red. "I mean, I love watching you. Oh crap. I'm not a stalker or anything."
Laughter gently shook my shoulders. "Don't worry. I absolutely knew what you meant."
A couple selfies later, the kid was on cloud nine.
"Do me a favor?" I asked him as I signed his hat.
"Can you wait a couple hours until you post that on social media? It's really important." I knew the kid might do it anyway, but I felt better having a promise.
"Yeah. Sure. No problem!" He gave me an enthusiastic head nod.
"Thanks." I handed him back the hat as his parents approached.
I had already turned to walk toward the bar when he called out.
"Rebel, does this mean you're back?"
"We're about to find out," I told him just before I slipped out of view.
It always floored me when I was recognized in public, that we'd somehow gotten famous enough for that stuff, but this time felt different. Maybe it was because I was off on my own for the first time — without Pax, or Landon, or Nick ... or Brooke. Maybe it was because I hadn't participated in a Renegade stunt in the last three months.
No. That wasn't it. It was because the kid managed to know me when I was having trouble recognizing myself anymore.
Rebel. I'd earned the nickname early, seeing as I never conformed to the societal norms my parents expected for a little girl. Motocross bikes, snowboards, parachutes, bungee lines, those became my dollhouses. The X Games took the place of cotillion. I bucked every trend, and gold-medaled in the Whip, which, up until me, had been a guy-only event. Instead of joining the Junior League, I gave in to my addiction for adrenaline and extreme sports, founding the Renegades with three of my closest friends who became my brothers. The number one way to get me to do something was to tell me that I couldn't. I rebelled.
But this time was different.
This time, I was rebelling against my friends — going off book.
The noise from the casino assaulted my ears as I headed toward the bar where Patrick said he'd meet me. My flowy tank top and skinny jeans paired with black Vans weren't exactly the norm in the bar, but I was used to sticking out.
A quick scan of the room told me Patrick wasn't here yet, so I headed toward the bar, leaning against its granite top.
"Can I help you?" the bartender asked.
"Ice water with lemon, please," I ordered, sliding into the chair.
"Coming right up," she said and left to fill the order.
"Living dangerously?" A deep, slightly accented voice asked from next to me.
I turned toward him and nearly sucked in my breath reflexively. What a killer smile. The guy was gorgeous in a can't-help-but-stare kind of way, with thick black hair cut military short, deep, chocolate-brown eyes, tanned skin, and a grin that had me leaning against the bar in hope that it would catch the drool no doubt pouring from my mouth. Dimples and ... Oh my fucking arm porn. The sleeves of his dress shirt were rolled up, hinting at the tantalizing lines of his bicep. My stomach clenched, the first physical reaction I'd had to spotting a hot guy in years.
He cocked an eyebrow at me, that smile turning sexy, deadly — he was more than aware of his impact on me, but it came across as playful instead of the cocky, sleazy way I was used to. I let loose a grin of my own and shook my head at myself. I was constantly surrounded by hot, scrumptious, defined men, and here I was losing my shit over a stranger in a bar.
A stranger who didn't know me, what I did, or what had happened to me in the last three months.
"I'm Cruz," he said, turning on his barstool to face me fully.
"I'm Pen — Penelope." My full name sounded odd, since I always went by Penna. But I wasn't Penna tonight. Or Rebel. Hell, I didn't know who I was.
"Penelope," he repeated, caressing my name with his accent.
Never mind, it sounds delicious when he says it. What was that? Spanish? Not quite, but it was just as sexy.
"You're not drinking tonight?" he asked, running his thumb down his still-full glass. No wedding ring.
I thanked the bartender and put a five on the bar as she handed me my lemon water, then turned back to Cruz. "Nope. Need a clear head."
One of his black eyebrows rose. "Underage?"
"Wouldn't you like to know?" Are you flirting? I didn't flirt. Ever. Maybe for the cameras and the crowds, but never on a personal level.
"I would," he said, leaning forward.
I met him halfway, whispering in his ear, "I'm jailbait and only here to get you into massive trouble." God, he smelled good — like warm, expensive cologne ... and something I couldn't put my finger on.
His brows knit, like he was trying to figure out if I was kidding or not. Finally I laughed, the sound bright and unburdened. "Just kidding. I'm twenty-one. I'll actually be twenty-two next month."
"Thank God." The look in his eyes sent every hormone that had lain dormant in my body into overdrive. I took another sip of my water, hoping the temperature would cool down the parts of me that had no business heating up right now.
Before I could throw myself any deeper down the rabbit's hole, I felt a hard smack to my ass. Oh, hell no.
I spun, sending my elbow into the gut of the guy behind me, then finished the turn, putting my hand to his throat as I pinned him against the bar.
"Relax, Rebel. Just wanted to keep you on your toes," he said with a slick grin, putting his hands in the air.
"Keep your fucking hands to yourself, or the next time you touch my ass, you'll pull back bloody stumps."
He gave me a look of mock surprise. "Man, is that any language for a lady?"
"Shut up, Pat. You never would have pulled that if Pax and Landon were here." I eased up off his throat and took my barstool, more than aware that I probably looked psycho to Cruz.
Patrick shot me another smile and took the stool next to mine, motioning to the TV above the bar, where ESPN was showing the highlight reel from today's competition at the X Games. "Well, they're not, which is why you called me."
"I called you because you're the only Renegade not halfway around the world, or in Aspen, and I need someone I can trust." My gaze flickered to Cruz, who had turned back to his friends.
All for the best. Not like anything was going to happen there, anyway.
"Yeah, well, the summer games are more my thing," Patrick said, pulling my attention back to him. He was pretty average for a Renegade. Excellent athlete, but not the best. Good-looking, but not ... well, Cruz. He leaned toward me, his breath hot in my face. "And here I was hoping that you just wanted to see me alone."
I blinked and pulled back. There was no way. Was there?
"Have you been drinking?" I asked, hoping I was wrong. Sure, Renegades were reckless, dangerous even, but there was one line we never crossed — we never mixed stunts with substances. That crap would get you killed.
He shrugged. "I had a few. Nothing to worry about. I can still jump."
"No, you can't." I looked away, watching my plans melt faster than the ice in my glass.
"What are you talking about? I can."
My gaze swung to his. "No. You. Can. Not. Not something this dangerous." What was I going to do? Abandon it? Wait and call in backup? Admit that I couldn't handle it on my own?
His stare turned mean. "Who the hell are you to decide that?"
My thoughts stilled as icy anger swept through me. "I'm an Original. This is my stunt. My equipment, and I'm telling you that you're not on it anymore."
He scoffed, pushing off the barstool. "Fuck you, Penna. One day someone is going to knock you off that pretty little pedestal you think you stand on. Everyone knows you're broken. Figure your shit out by yourself. I'm gone."
He walked away without a backward glance, and I suddenly wished my glass was full of vodka instead of water. He was right about one thing — I was broken. That wasn't something I admitted lightly, but when my best friends were currently partying in Aspen, celebrating their newly won X Games medals, and I was holed up in Vegas ... well, I was broken.
I should have been there — competing with and against them. Rebel would have been. She was tough, smart, aware of her skills and worth. But I'd somehow left Rebel on the floor of the arena in Dubai, crushed under the weight of a motocross bike and a stadium light her own sister had sent crashing down.
For the last three months, I'd felt like plain ol' Penna, and no matter what I did, I couldn't rouse Rebel, couldn't get her to stand up and take notice that I was withering away.
The doctors had cleared my leg a month ago — just before Christmas — but I'd given every excuse not to get on a bike, a snowmobile, anything that put me back in the seat as one of the Original Renegades. I was out of shape from the months I'd been in a cast, but it wasn't just my body that needed the rehab. My head was clouded — I couldn't focus, and my heart was broken. I missed the one person I wasn't allowed to — Brooke.
Tonight was supposed to be my first step back into badassery. So much for that plan. You can't do it solo. Breaking that Renegade rule was just as bad as the substance one. We were clean, sober, and used the buddy system when it came to stunts.
"You okay over there?" Cruz's voice cut through my self-pity party.
"Yeah," I assured him, unable to force a smile. "My plans for the evening just drastically changed."
"For the better, if you're referring to the ass-grabbing asshat."
"Saw that, did you?" I asked, thankful that ESPN had switched over to hockey highlights.
"Yeah. I would have jumped to defend your honor, but it was pretty clear that you were completely capable of handling it." He saluted me with his glass but put it back down without drinking.
"Thank you." Being surrounded by guys like Landon and Pax, it wasn't often that I got to fight my own battles. It was oddly nice to be seen as strong and empowered.
A wedding party came through the door, the bride dressed in a strapless white confection that contrasted with her mocha-colored skin gorgeously. She leaned over the bar next to me, and when the bartender didn't immediately appear, she whistled.
My kind of girl.
"I need some club soda. My friend trashed her dress," she ordered.
"So what are you doing with your night now that your other plans have collapsed?" Cruz asked.
I glanced at my phone. Little John was waiting out front.
"I'm not sure." What was I going to do? That was the billion- dollar question.
"We don't have much planned," he said, nodding his head toward his friends, "but I'd be more than happy to have you hang with us. Or you and I can sit here a little longer and not drink," he added with another heart- stopping smile.
Before I could answer, the guys at the bar called him. "Think about it," he said, and turned back to his friends.
"Girl, I would more than think about that. I would ride that train," the bride said.
I nearly spit out my water. "I'm sorry?"
"You're not, but you will be if you don't jump that." She gave Cruz a once-over.
A blonde came over, a red splotch on her pale green dress. "I can't believe I did this," she said with a southern accent.
"Don't stress. Pictures are done, and all that's left is the party," the bride assured her. "Besides, it wouldn't be us if stuff didn't go wrong."
"Did you get something?" a redhead asked, joining them.
"Here it is." The bartender handed a small bottle over the bar.
The girl signed a bill for the club soda. "Thanks. Ember, you got that?"
"Yeah, we're good," the redhead said, blotting the blonde's dress.
The bride turned, leaning back against the bar. "So are you going to take him up on it?" she asked me, nodding toward Cruz.
"I ... uhh ... don't know."
"Well, you should. The last time someone looked at me like that ... well, let's just say he climbed up onto a bar for me, and I ended up marrying him," she said with a grin in the direction of the door.
My phone dinged as three guys approached.
Little John: Hey, are you coming or what? Your window is closing.
I swallowed, my brain going through every possible scenario. What if I did it by myself? Landon and Pax would be pissed, but it wasn't like they weren't already going to freak out about me doing this without them. What if I cancelled? Would I ever get up the nerve to get back in the game? I'd never been a toe-in-the-water kind of girl. I was a dive-headfirst-and-see- what's-at-the-bottom girl.
"Seriously, take him up on it," the bride urged as a huge, hulking guy in a tux swept her up over his shoulder.
"Talk time is over," he said with a smile. "Josh, get the door?"
"Go for it!" the bride stage-whispered with a grin as she was carted away.
"My pleasure," another guy called out, opening the door as the six of them left.
I wiped the condensation off my glass with my thumb and snuck a few glances at where Cruz's drink remained untouched. Maybe ... It was insane, but so was what I was about to do.
"Well, what do you say?" Cruz asked, turning toward me as his friends all stood, preparing to leave.
Jump. It's what you're good at.
"How familiar are you with parachutes?"
His eyebrows shot up. "I'd bet I'm more familiar than you are."
"That's a bet you'd lose," I said with a smile I couldn't contain. My stomach clenched every time his eyes met mine, but I'd never felt better.
"Somehow that does not surprise me," he said slowly.
"Cruz, you ready?" one of the guys asked.
He tilted his head at me in question.
"I've got a better idea," I said quietly.
"Lay it on me."
"Want to do something highly dangerous with me?" I held my breath while he didn't just look at me, but saw me. In those few heartbeats, I felt naked even though his eyes didn't leave my face. Every instinct told me to look away, but his eyes were made for drowning in, and I was already going under.
"Any other details?"
"Nope. You're in or you're out," I said with more bravado than I felt.
"Cruz?" his friend prodded.
I watched the debate silently play out in his eyes before he nodded slowly. "You guys go ahead. I'll meet up with you later," he said without breaking eye contact with me.
My heart leaped, my pulse picking up to a gallop. Holy shit, I'm really doing this. God, I hoped he wasn't lying — that he was experienced. What were the odds I'd end up sitting next to someone in a bar who was capable of this?
Fate, my heart whispered.
Shut the hell up, my brain answered.
I didn't get gooey over guys. Gooey made you soft, made you weak.
"Shall we?" he asked, standing as his friends left.
My feet hit the ground. Whoa. Even at my five-eight height, he still had a good four inches on me, and that body. The guy was built, probably even more so than Pax, which was hard to accomplish, and the rippling of those very cut arm muscles told me that the rest of him was probably just as defined.
We made our way to the front of the hotel where Little John waited, our strides evenly matched.
"In all fairness to you, this might be slightly illegal," I admitted, leading him to where Little John waited outside.
"Aren't you just full of surprises?" he said quietly as he held the door open for me.
"You have no idea."
I was even surprising the hell out of myself tonight.
Excerpted from "Rebel"
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Most Helpful Customer Reviews
If you’re looking for real-life superheroes, the Renegades series is where you will find them. Even better, you will find these superheroes and superheroines on a world-wide study abroad cruise where each new exotic location brings a different extreme sports stunt for these celebrity X Games athletes. I loved all the Renegagdes books, but I must say, Rebel (the finale to the series), is my favorite because it features a female athlete, Penna Carstairs, who demonstrates value of confidence, assertiveness, daring, and general badassness. In the book’s love story—a forbidden romance—Penna’s match is a young, Cuban-born history professor who earned his US citizenship through military service. Their relationship is a page-turning, sexy roller coaster that is intimate, alive, and spontaneous. Like all Yarros’s Renegades books, this romance has an incredibly real feel to it while also tapping into all the fun, sexiness, and intensity of this larger-than-life crew.
I love the storylines between Cruz & Penna. Great combination of sport & romance. Great ending
Huge fan of her other books, this book continues my love for her books!
Phew, what a read! Rebel is a fantastic ending to one heck of a series--pretty much non-stop stunts, action, romance, and a huge dose of OMG international drama toward the end, just to keep us on our toes. Penna and Cruz--what can I say?--they're a great couple. I'm not usually a fan of the teacher/student romance, but these two make it work (the fact that they're both of legal age and knew each other, albeit briefly, first helped somewhat). Sure, they just about gave me a heart attack with all the chances they kept taking, but they took responsibility for their actions and everything--eventually!--worked out in the end. Aaaand--what an ending! There might have been a few tears over here when a classic movie reference was brought to life--seriously, I'm not sure when I've ever read such an absolutely perfect grand gesture moment. I can't wait to see what Ms. Yarros has for us next! Rating: 4 stars / A- I voluntarily reviewed an Advance Reader Copy of this book.
I have read all of your books, multiple times, and this one did not disappoint.
The best thing about 'Rebel' is its heroine, Penna, I adore her character. I loved reading about such a vibrant and dynamic woman, who is rebellious, daring, as well as, loving and caring. Of course, I loved Cruz too. They are both perfect for each other and their story is too good to miss. So I'd definitely recommend it to all my fellow readers. This book is very intriguing. The story starts in a way that just pulled me in and I was simply unable to put it down. Penna is going to do something very daring but now she doesn't have a partner for her stunt. That's when Cruz comes into the picture. They thought they'd never see each other again. But they thought wrong and fate has something else in mind. They are both attracted to each other. It's a forbidden romance you simply can't help but love.
Only I wish we could get another story from Nick and not just an epilogue.
Rebecca Yarros slam dunks another adrenaline-thrill Rendgades novel. I was hooked in the first ten pages. Wasn't sure what to expect from the one Renegade girl known for extreme stunts who's on the recovery after an attack in the last novel (from her sister). What's amaze-balls about this book is the balance between Penelope's (Penna) need for the adrenaline craziness of motorbike/base jumping/ or whatever insane stunt she'd doing and her inner falling apart. Done quite well. Enter Cruz, hottie hot of Cuban hotness, who in the first chapter sees Penelope needs him and does a seriously stupid stunt with her. He soon after becomes off limits as her teacher. I'm not a fan of teacher-student relationships and even though I think the author did a great job with this I still got a bit of the willies over it. What's nice is establishing the characters as having a solid connection before they realized they were teacher-student. The being found out might be inevitable, but it's what happens afterward that is worth the read. Seriously, grab this book. Who cares if you missed the others. This one's a winner.
Penna and Cruz are 2 of my absolute favorites! Theirs is a taboo relationship but it doesn't really feel like that because while she's in college, they're both in their 20's. The author did an amazing job of writing this, frequently reminding you of the teacher/student connection but never cheesy or tacky. I love the gradual progression of the relationship. They start out hot, move to friends while still simmering in the background, then on to scorching. They are definitely not lacking in chemistry! Their relationship builds slowly and the anticipation just increases the feels of the story. And oh boy, the feels!! "He put my hand over his pounding heart. “This does not speak logic. This stopped working the minute you pulled the turn, and it didn’t begin beating again until I saw you standing safely...This will not listen to reason, because it’s too busy being terrified by how much of it you already own." It's also got a great sub plot to it. You could read this as a standalone but there were several times where I wish I would've re-read the previous books again before starting Rebel. Nothing major, just references to some things that happened in the other books and I wish I could remember all of the details. It doesn't take away from the story so I'd say it's more personal preference. Overall this is another amazing story for my favorites list. All the feels, great characters, great plot, amazing writing! I definitely recommend it!
I loved this book. It had everything I loved in a book. Cute couple, forbidden love, alpha male, strong headed woman, super sexy scenes and lots of excitement and a little intrigue. Book 3 in The Renegades series can be read as a standalone (I haven't read the first 2 books, yet). The series follows a group of extreme athletes, and book 3 , Rebel, follows Rebel (Penelope ‘Penna’ Carstairs), who can ride a bike and do tricks like no other. Following one wild night in Vegas where she meets the man of her dreams, Cruz Dalgado (even the name oozes sex appeal), she has to leave with no way of ever getting in touch with him again. Cue hot new professor on campus and we have a story to get your teeth into. Brilliant writing (dual POV), loved the characters and the plot. A complete win win for me.
you guys, rebel was even better than i imagined it would be. penna's story is by far the most emotional one of the bunch. she's still recovering from her leg injury. she's estranged from her little sister--her best friend--and the rest of her family. she's not sure she's got what it takes to still be a renegade. so one night in vegas she decides to try a stunt. and she meets someone who is willing to roll the dice with her on a crazy base jump off a carousel. and that leads them to an intense makeout session that is interrupted only by the police looking for some illegal base jumpers. cruz only knows her as penelope. but when he starts up his new job as a history professor at ucla working a semester at sea program he learns that she is rebel aka penna carstairs, his student. while what happens in vegas should stay in vegas, the problem is that the chemistry between cruz and penna is ridiculous and out of this world. these two literally scorch the pages of this book with the intensity of their connection and when you add in the layer of danger because they can't get caught it's so hot. so freaking hot. she is his student. he is her teacher. except she is also his. and he is hers. there is no question that they belong together. their love burns so brightly. it's impossible to contain. i can't really explain how much i loved this book. part of me is sad that this was written as the last in the series, because i feel like nitro/nick deserved his own book. but the epic epilogue on this one is perfect. literally, everything about this story worked for me. i have no nitpicks or quibbles about cruz and penna's story. i loved everything about it. i keep repeating myself, but it's because i feel compelled to tell everyone how much i loved this book. **rebel will publish on august 28, 2017. i received an advance reader copy courtesy of netgalley/entangled publishing (embrace) in exchange for my honest review.
5 HOLY FREAKING REBEL STARS. If base jumping, cliff diving, snowboarding and every kind of insane stunts these Renegades pull off doesn't give you enough thrill, Penna and Cruz will definitely melt your panties with their hotter-than-Mars romance! Strap me onto a harness, because I can't wait to dive into the book again! (yes, I'm rereading this soon because, hell, it's Rebecca Yarros.) I have been a huge fan of Rebecca Yarros ever since I read her Flight & Glory series. She's my auto-buy author, the one who I massively recommend to all of my romance booknerdigans, the J.K. Rowling of contemporary romance and I literally shrieked when I was approved for an ARC copy of Rebel. Knowing her works, I took my time devouring and savoring every moment. Penna and Cruz's story was emotionally gripping, intense and extremely exhilarating, adding to the mix was the thrill of being secretive as Cruz was Penna's teacher. "With Penelope I'd been a moth drawn to the flame she was - wild, beautiful, and hypnotically irresistible." Penelope "Penna" Carstairs is called Rebel for a reason. She defies the gender stereotype of extreme sports by being a part of the Renegades, a group of highly skilled stuntman with a taste for challenge and courage made out of steel. But an accident had robbed her of herself and she struggled to find the "Rebel" part of her that was missing ever since. Until Vegas. And until Cruz. Cruz is hiding a secret of his own. A secret if discovered will put everything he ever worked for in jeopardy. But Penelope was the one, and she is worth every single risk. "At the period in my life when I needed to stay put together more than anything, that woman was doing her best to unravel me one nerve at a time." It was such a roller coaster ride right from the start. From reading Penna and Cruz fighting to respect their teacher/student boundaries to eventually caving into their desires, and the whole ordeal of regaining the "Rebel" confidence and the plot twist in the end, it wasn't the kind of read that you rush into. Three words. I'M. IN. LOVE. Yarros has a way of enchanting you with her writing. In that few hours of reading, I felt like a true Renegade, and it was so effing awesome! Thank you Entangled Publishing for the reviewing opportunity! I couldn't believe it!
I didn't think there was any way that I would love a book more than Nova (book two of the Renegades series) but then I started Rebel and realized that this book was going to be EVERYTHING!! This book can definitely be read as a standalone but this series is so amazing that I think everyone should read all of the books of this series. From the very first page, I knew this book was going to be a high-adreline, keep me on my toes, never put it down story. The chemistry between Penna and Cruz was intense and captivating. I was rooting for them from the second they met. But even more than I was rooting for them as a couple, I was rooting for them as individuals. For Penna to be able to find herself again after her sister's actions and for Cruz to be able to fulfill all of his dreams for his family. There is no two characters who are more perfect for each other than Penna and Cruz: they're supportive but independent, take risks, and have heat that blows up the page. I devoured this book in one sitting. I couldn't put it down but I never wanted it to end. I'm sad to see the end of the Renegades series but I can't think of an ending more perfect than Rebel.
**4.5 stars** Rebel is the third and final book in Rebecca Yarros’ Renegade series and what an ending! While I haven’t gotten a chance to read the first two books in the series (YET), I’m definitely going back and reading more about these Renegades! Loved this one! This is a great forbidden romance story, but also so much more. Penna “Rebel” Carstairs and Cruz Delgado had smokin’ hot chemistry. Just try and keep these two apart. I loved them together. There’s much at stake for Penna and Cruz and they both could lose so much by being together, but fate has other plans. A thoroughly engaging read. I loved the characters, the friendships, the hot & sexy scenes and reading about the crazy stunts the Renegades do! What a thrill ride! All the feels with this one! **I received an ARC from the publisher in exchange for an honest review**
Loved, loved, loved!!! I always know I'm going to get a great story when I pick up a Rebecca Yarros book but this one exceeded my high expectations! A forbidden love, fears to overcome, long term plans to fulfill, and a bit of suspense combine to give us one of the best books of the year. Penna and Cruz will grab your attention from the very first page and will keep you turning page after page. I absolutely couldn't put this one down. This is the third book in the series and is easily read standalone although I do think you really enjoy it more if you've read all the books and already know many of these characters. Put this on the must read list! I highly recommend it.
4.5 "You could cost me everything, and yet I’m still in here with you." Stars It's no secret that I'm a fan of Rebecca Yarros' writing. Her stories generally hit your emotions exactly where you need them to and Rebel did exactly that. This is how you close a series, saving the the best 'til last and making your reader shed a little tear they never even saw coming. "I’d never given a shit about rules. They called me Rebel for a reason." The Professor/student trope is one of my absolute favourites as I love the forbidden that comes with the territory and, whilst I'll be honest in that I think that aspect was a bit underplayed, there's no denying that Cruz and Penna are a perfect match. Because not only does their story bring secrecy, risk and romance, but it delivers a good dose of action and the unexpected. "I’d rather have these stolen moments with you than have a normal relationship with anyone else." I loved these characters as individuals and as a couple and both were fantastically portrayed. Their first meeting was intense giving us a taster of all the delicious possibilities, yet following their reacquaintance things slow to a natural pace, building tension fitting their circumstance. Penna and Cruz are good for one another in every possible way and I appreciated the fact that despite all their fighting it, they realise this and accept their feelings despite the consequences of being found out. "I’m not supposed to think about you, dream about you, wonder what you’re doing or who you’re with. But I do." Naturally Rebel wouldn't have been the read it was without the supporting characters who brought depth and adventure to the story and a good share of the emotion, although I can't deny that I think an opportunity has been missed in not giving Nick his story because he's much more involved this time around and I loved him. But overall this was a superb conclusion to The Renegades series, for an epilogue lover such as myself the epilogue was gold, Cruz Delgado has stolen Josh Walker's crown as my favourite Rebecca Yarros hero, and I look forward to seeing what she brings us next.
5 Stars From the first few pages I knew this was going to be an awesome read. I connected with Penna/Penelope and Cruz from the very beginning, and for me, Rebel was everything I was hoping for and more. The storyline was well written, the angst was well done, I laughed at their antics, I swoon with their romantic gestures and I cried for their pain. Penna/Rebel/Penelope and Cruz were both such strong, likable, endearing characters. When you first meet them they come across as confident and sure of themselves, but underneath these two are hurting, no one sees the pain and insecurities they're going through day in day out. Until they meet, being together they feel safe, secure and not afraid to show the real selves to each other. I loved their chemistry, it was so strong I felt it from the first time they met. I loved how deep their connection was, they both knew they couldn't act on their feelings but how long can you deny your heart and body when that's all you want and think about 24/7. I loved watching these two wounded souls find comfort, love and respect in each others company. They made my heart swoon so many times... Rebel was a beautiful, heartfelt read that I devoured in one sitting. I told the family they had to fend for themselves & placed a "Do Not Disturb" sign on my bedroom door. When your favourite author writes a new story everything is put aside and reading takes first place ;) Truly this was the perfect read, and that epilogue was simply perfection, seeing all the gang together, happy and watching their family grow was a perfect close to the Renegade series. Rebel is the third book from The Renegades series, each book can be read as a standalone but I highly recommend you read them all as the characters do appear in each book and play a role in the overall enjoyment. Thank you Rebecca Yarros for sharing your beautiful, heartfelt words and characters with us. Can't wait to see what you have planned for us next
My of my faborite series