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ARC Review! Reviving Dade – Project Deep Book 3 By Becca Jameson



Reviving Dade
Project Deep Book 3
By
Becca Jameson

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Blair has the perfect cushy assignment.

Protect Dade while he recovers from ten years in a cryostat.

In a remote hidden cabin.

With plenty of supplies.

And nothing but time.

But time is Dade’s number one enemy.

And Blair can’t seem to maintain her badass persona around him.

He’s breaking down her walls.

She’s working her ass off to convince him life is worth living.

A mole in the government would rather see him dead.

An experimental treatment could save him. One he isn’t willing to try.

Even when they’re arguing, the chemistry between them is palpable.

But now is not the time for romance.

Now is the time to fight for his life.

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Dade is the anomaly as far as the reanimation goes. He has a genetic marker for a form of anemia that will be activated if he gets the treatment for the original virus. One that is a death sentence.

Blair has been assigned to be his bodyguard as they hide him from the world. After the experience with Tumar and Trish his tracking device has been disabled.

Blair offers up her cabin as their refuge and watching these two spar as the attraction flares hotter is hysterical.

This is a favorite scene when Dade realizes his attraction and also decides to fight to live.

When she turned around, she startled. “Hey. I was worried about you.” She continued toward the back of the cabin and dropped the pieces in her hand on a tall pile.

He felt like an even larger ass. “I was wandering the perimeter. Let me help you.” He stepped closer, unable to fathom in his wildest dreams how he was going to help her in his current state of weakness, but there wasn’t a chance in hell he was going to watch a woman chop wood to keep him warm. He didn’t even recognize himself.

She smiled. “I got it. Go on inside and warm up. It’s getting colder out here.” He glanced at the tall pile by the back door.

“You don’t think we have enough wood?”

“We have plenty, but it’s supposed to start snowing in a few hours, and you never know how deep it might get or how long it might last. If I don’t have anything else to do, I always take advantage of breaks in the weather during the winter to make sure I’m prepared.”

As she turned back around to pick up the hatchet and another log, he lurched forward, grabbing her wrist.

She flinched, her gaze meeting his, inches separating them. Her face was flushed. From the cold or his proximity? Her eyes were wide. “What?”

“Drop the axe and go inside before you so totally emasculate me to the point that I won’t be able to look in a mirror.”

Her breath hitched. She licked her lips. Her cheeks turned a darker pink. “That’s not my intention, Dade.”

“I know,” he whispered. “But it’s your result.” He’d never been this close to her. He could smell her shampoo and the body soap she used combined with her own personal scent. He was surprised to catch a whiff of something floral or fruity. He wouldn’t have expected that.

“It’s just wood, Dade. I’ve been chopping my own wood for four years without help.” Her voice was thready, raw, pitched lower than usual. Dare he think sexy?

Shaking that thought from his head, he continued. “I get that, but please humor me. I’ll make you a deal. You put that hatchet away for today. There’s obviously enough wood already chopped for weeks of bad weather. And your cabin has heat too. In exchange, I promise to get stronger so I can take over the task.”

He had no idea why he was proposing such a thing. Moments ago he had considered climbing into that queen-sized bed with not a single care in the world for how old the mattress was and sleeping until he died. Why the hell had he just agreed to work out and get healthy?

Because he hadn’t been raised to sit around lounging while a woman did all the hard work. That’s why.

“Okay. Deal.” Her soft voice reached inside him and tugged. Her smile melted another chunk of his frozen soul. Ironic, since the only part of him that had not actually been “frozen” for the last ten years should have been his soul.

When she lifted her other hand to cup his face, her fingers melted another piece. He really needed to walk away before his mind wandered into forbidden territory.

Until this moment, he hadn’t put a single second of thought into his primal needs since waking up two weeks ago. Suddenly, parts of him that had lain dormant for ten years came to life. Probably because Blair was the only woman around for miles and miles. Probably because he’d gone through a long dry spell even before his preservation. Probably because she wasn’t hard on the eyes and she smelled so good.

He dropped her wrist and stepped back, breaking contact. Without another word, he spun around and headed into the cabin and straight through to the guest bedroom. His heart was racing, and he could still feel the tips of her fingers on his cheek as he shut the door and then flopped down on the bed.

Deep breaths. This was not good.

This was so, so not good.
Becca Jameson. Reviving Dade (Kindle Locations 533-564). Becca Jameson Publishing. Kindle Edition.

The focus here is supposed to be on a cure for his anemia so he can get the treatment for the virus that infected all the scientists. He buckles down after a confrontation with Blair and starts his own research in earnest. In the process the heat goes up between them driving them crazy.

With tension at the bunker rising as all the information on the current batch of reanimations is leaked, Ryan becomes the intermediary and no one but him will know where Dade is.

Now to keep Dade safe while the research continues.

Fast paced, sizzling, and funny with just the right amount of drama. I can’t wait for the next book in the series it promises to up the stakes.

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After editing for about five years she recently started writing. She is loving the journey, dabbling in various genres.

When not writing or editing she can usually be found taxiing kids to and from their activities, scrapbooking, and reading!

Late at night she can usually be found sequestered in her office creating fantasy with a glass of red wine and a bar of dark chocolate.


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Grizzly Perfection – Arcadian Bears Book 6 By Becca Jameson



Grizzly Perfection
Arcadian Bears Book 6
By
Becca Jameson

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The scent of her mate was in the air…

When Adriana lifted her head and scented her mate for the first time, the world stopped spinning. She’d never met him, but she knew exactly who he was. Nolan Osborn. He was right outside. And then he wasn’t.

He could not risk her life…

Nolan’s heart skipped a beat as he stepped from the car. He had no idea who belonged to the scent that would change his life, but he couldn’t risk meeting her tonight. His life was in danger. He would not risk hers as well.

But he was not her only option…

When Reid got the call that his best friend needed him, he didn’t hesitate. Nolan’s mate was in danger, and she needed a bodyguard. It was an easy job. And then it wasn’t.

This could not be happening.

Grizzly shifters mated in pairs.

Why would Fate put two men in Adriana’s path, forcing her to choose?

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In the world of grizzlies, finding your mate should be a blessing. Adriana felt the pull, but then the source vanishes.

Nolan couldn’t enter the gathering to see his parents, his mate was in there and he couldn’t put her in danger. He would have to protect her at all costs.

Reid doesn’t hesitate, his friend needs him to guard over his mate. What he didn’t expect was to feel the mating pull to her.

No one could be more shocked than Adrianna, how could she be possibly have two mates? It was unheard of they would be outcasts.

This is a favorite scene when Reid brings Adrianna to meet Nolan.

Reid took two quick strides toward the armchair and lowered into it, his gaze on Adriana. “Let me,” he said.

She shook her head. “No. This needs to come from me.” She turned her body to more fully face Nolan and rubbed her hands on her thighs, shivering as if the room were cold.

Nolan’s face fell. “Shit. What’s the matter?” He glanced back and forth between them. “Did someone follow you here?”

Reid shook his head. “No. It’s not that.”

“Nolan,” Adriana said almost harshly. He met her gaze again and swallowed hard. “There’s no easy way to say this, so I’m just going to do it.”

He didn’t move.

She couldn’t imagine what he must have been thinking. “I have the same connection with Reid that I have with you.”

For a heartbeat, no one moved or spoke. It was like the world froze and then jerked back into rotation. “What?” His gaze darted to Reid and then back again. “What do you mean?”

“She means that the second I showed up at your parents’ house, we felt the same bond the two of you felt last night.”

Nolan’s back straightened. He blinked a few times while his head turned back toward her. He lifted a hand and ran it through his hair.

She wished she knew him better, at least well enough to anticipate what he might do or feel, but she didn’t know either of these men. All she knew was that she wanted both of them. Equally. And she was losing her mind.

There was no doubt. Her body was on fire. For both men. Insanity. Her breasts were swollen to the point of being sore. She had to clench her legs together to keep the throbbing need at bay. Though it was possible she was getting the opposite result.

“That’s crazy. Whoever heard of such a thing? Adriana?” He lifted a hand, albeit unsteadily, and cupped her face again. His thumb stroked her cheek gently.

An unbidden tear welled up in her eye and escaped to run down her other cheek as she tried to control the grip her emotions had on her heart.

His face changed several times while he processed everything. At least she never saw anger among his emotions. His voice was lower, too steady when he spoke again. “You feel the
same exact connection to both of us?”

“Yes.” It was true. It was also eating her from the inside. She wanted to run from the room. She also wanted to be held, and she didn’t care who held her as long as they chased away the chill and assured her everything would be okay.

“Reid?” Nolan looked at his friend again.

“I’m so sorry, man. You know I had no control over this any more than you did. It just happened. I offered to drive away. I feel like a shit, as if I slept with your girlfriend behind your back or something.”

Nolan winced.

Reid rushed to speak again. “Figure of speech. That didn’t come out right. Believe me. I didn’t let my feelings take control of my actions. We drove here in near silence.”
Jameson, Becca. Grizzly Perfection: A Paranormal Shifter Menage Romance (Arcadian Bears Book 6) (Kindle Locations 741-764). Hartwood Publishing. Kindle Edition.

With Nolan in protective custody and the arrest of his client bringing more shady things to the table, Reid tries to protect Addy.

The mate bond is tugging at all of them and the answers aren’t clear as to whether or not this is acceptable.

Fast paced, amusing, and sexy. Don’t miss this book.

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Becca Jameson currently lives in Atlanta, Georgia, with her husband, two kids, and the various pets that wander through.

After editing for about five years she recently started writing. She is loving the journey, dabbling in various genres.

When not writing or editing she can usually be found taxiing kids to and from their activities, scrapbooking, and reading!

Late at night she can usually be found sequestered in her office creating fantasy with a glass of red wine and a bar of dark chocolate.

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ARC Review of Reviving Trish – Project Deep Book 2 By Becca Jameson



Reviving Trish
Project Deep Book 2
By
Becca Jameson

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After ten years, life is giving them a second chance…

Tushar will do anything to rekindle his marriage.

Keeping his wife safe is his number one priority.

Hiding in the Mountains of Montana is their best chance at survival.

Trish isn’t on the same page.

She wants more time with the son she hasn’t seen for ten years.

She wants her life back.

What if it turns out no place is safe?

The sparks that brought them together two decades ago are still burning.

Neither is willing to take the risk.

But second chances should never be squandered.

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Awakened only three weeks ago, Trish finds herself in a cabin in the middle of nowhere Montana. Away from her son and all things familiar. Well everything except her husband Tushar, and she’s not sure how she feels about him.

Tushar had brought this change on them by taking full responsibility for the scientists that had been cryogenically frozen ten years prior. That declaration brought out even more protestors and threats to not only his life but his wife’s as well.

“I have a call scheduled with Temple later this morning. Maybe she’ll have something good to tell us.”

“Maybe.” “At some point we’re going to have to talk to each other, Trish.” He tried not to sound desperate.

“We are talking.”

Stifling another groan, he continued, “You know what I mean. About us. About the future. About where we’re going and what we want to do next.” About saving our marriage.

She finally turned around. “You’re right. But I need more time. I’m still a little angry. Don’t push me.”

“Why exactly are you so angry?” He shouldn’t have asked. He really shouldn’t have asked.

She rolled her eyes. “You pressured me into coming here, Tushar. I wasn’t ready. I told you I wasn’t ready. Now here we are in the middle of nowhere doing what? Waiting? There’s no guarantee the threat against our lives will ever go away. Are we going to stay here forever?”

He took a deep breath. “It wasn’t my idea.” Not initially.

She threw her hands in the air. “Oh, come on. You practically jumped up and down when Temple suggested this little vacation. You wouldn’t listen to me. I. Was. Not. Ready.”

He swallowed. Maybe he should have given her more time first. He’d been so anxious to get out of that bunker that he hadn’t listened to her. She was right. “I couldn’t breathe, Trish. I felt like I was choking on the air in that confined space.”

“We lived in that bunker for years. It never bothered you before.”

He nodded, rubbing the back of his neck with one hand. “I know. You’re right. Something changed. I changed. So did you. When I woke up, all I wanted to do was make sure you also survived the reanimation. Once you opened your eyes and I could inhale again, I realized the place was suffocating me.”

“Why?”

He shrugged. “Probably because I feel out of sorts. After years of being one of the top medical professionals in my field, I don’t even know what’s happening in that lab. I feel…impotent. I needed to get out of there. I don’t have the faintest idea what I want to do next, but I had to escape.”

She stared at him for several seconds. “I can see that. I might have felt the same way in another few weeks, but we’ll never know because you didn’t give me a chance. I needed more time to reconnect with my son.” She dropped her arms, turned, and walked out of the room. Seconds later she shut the door to their bedroom a little harder than necessary. And seconds after that he heard the shower running.

Shit.
Becca Jameson. Reviving Trish (Kindle Locations 246-268). Becca Jameson Publishing. Kindle Edition.

Trish has so much to come to terms with, not the least of which is her feelings toward Tushar. She loved him once, does she still?

There is so much emotion. Doubt, desire, angst, and fear all compound into a spellbinding tale.

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Becca Jameson currently lives in Atlanta, Georgia, with her husband, two kids, and the various pets that wander through.

After editing for about five years she recently started writing. She is loving the journey, dabbling in various genres.

When not writing or editing she can usually be found taxiing kids to and from their activities, scrapbooking, and reading!

Late at night she can usually be found sequestered in her office creating fantasy with a glass of red wine and a bar of dark chocolate.


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Review of The Rules – Claiming Her Book 1 By Becca Jameson


The Rules
Claiming Her Book 1
By
Becca Jameson

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Amelia Kensington is ready to climb the corporate ladder. She finished her MBA and landed her dream job in downtown Atlanta. She has to work her way from the bottom up, but she’s more than willing. Until she meets the owner of the company. In less than five minutes, her new boss manages to flip her world upside down with his panty-dampening mannerisms and shockingly good looks.

Cade Alexander can’t believe his good fortune. The stunningly beautiful woman recently hired as one of his company’s assistants is not only sexy as hell, but the perfect submissive. She doesn’t know this yet, but he intends to show her. And he isn’t a patient man. He means to lure her into his world with all haste. As a Dom, Cade has his rules. But the woman of his dreams isn’t a pushover. She has her own rules.

Blending an average middle-class woman with the upper echelon isn’t an easy feat. Cade’s world may prove to be more than Amelia can tolerate. Some complications are insurmountable. Others are unforgivable…

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One thing about Becca’s Dominants, they are Alpha to the max and Cade is quite arrogant to boot. More than once I wanted to smack him, and tell him to be more subtle, ease into this relationship not plow into it.

Amelia on the other hand may be submissive, but she is also very naïve with regard to the lifestyle. Which makes this all the more amusing and frustrating.

Here is a favorite scene after her first assignment as a gofer for him.

“So I had this plan.” He stopped pacing, nailing me with his gaze. “I was sure if I sent you all over Atlanta this morning to collect that pile of stuff, you’d either freak the fuck out and tell me to go to hell, or not even flinch and leave without a blink.”

“I considered it, sir,” I managed to mutter.

“Which one?”

I stared at him.

“Which one, Amelia? Telling me to go to hell or shrugging it off?”

“Hell, sir,” I whispered.

This freaking pleased him. I couldn’t believe it.

He smiled, and then his face straightened, and he turned to face the wall of bookshelves, giving me another view of his fine ass in the process.

I closed my eyes, trying to straighten out my head while at the same time ignoring his butt. When I opened them, the man was facing me again. And he was closer. “Amelia.”

“Yes, sir?”

He rolled his eyes. “Cade.”

I nodded. No way was I going to start calling him Cade.

“Unless you plan to stick a capital letter on the way you say Sir, call me Cade.”

I had no idea what he meant by that.

“You’re the greenest twenty-four-year-old woman alive. What rock did you climb out from under?”

I was sure that was an insult, so I said nothing.

“I’m sorry.” He cringed. “That was uncalled for.”

Huh. The man could apologize, and he felt remorse. Interesting.

“Who did you think all those packages were for?” he asked, pointing at the table.

“I have no idea, sir.” I let that last word slip out unbidden, beginning to feel the impact of my choice.

“I realize that. But you must have had an idea. What was it?”

I licked my dry lips to no avail. “Your girlfriend, sir?”

“Cade.”

“Cade.”

“Thank you. I don’t have a girlfriend, baby.” His voice was softer.

“Oh.”

He paused.

“What was the point of the wild goose chase then, Cade?”

God that smile. “To piss you off, baby.”

“You intentionally sent me running around the city all morning to make me mad at you?” I glanced at the boxes. “Is there even anything in those boxes?” I hated that I’d asked that question the second it came out of my mouth.

“Fuck, yes. There are things in them.”

“What things?”

Again, what was the matter with me?

Cade cocked his head. “You aren’t ready to find out yet.”

“Oh.” I sat up straighter. Good answer. I didn’t ever want to know what was in those boxes. Did I? Suddenly the fine line blurred, and I wasn’t seeing as clearly.

“Suffice to say, they’re all yours. And I’ll give you each of them when I feel you’re ready to receive them.”

That was insane seeing as I intended to resign from this job first thing tomorrow morning and never see him again.

He must have read my thoughts once more because he approached me and sat on the coffee table this time. He didn’t touch me. But he was less than a foot away when he leaned his elbows on his knees and met my gaze. “Baby, you’re a submissive.”

I shook my head in denial. I would know if I were submissive.
Becca Jameson. The Rules (Kindle Locations 571-599).

Things start heating up after this scene, in more ways than one. As Amelia learns about the lifestyle and Cade exerts his dominance, she does find that ultimately she has all the power.

While I may not agree with the way Cade went about things, it did make for an interesting, amusing and sexy read.

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Becca Jameson currently lives in Atlanta, Georgia, with her husband, two kids, and the various pets that wander through.

After editing for about five years she recently started writing. She is loving the journey, dabbling in various genres.

When not writing or editing she can usually be found taxiing kids to and from their activities, scrapbooking, and reading!

Late at night she can usually be found sequestered in her office creating fantasy with a glass of red wine and a bar of dark chocolate.

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Release Day! Collaring Brooke -Club Zodiac Book 3 – By Becca Jameson


Collaring Brooke
Club Zodiac Book 3
By
USA TODAY Bestselling Author
Becca Jameson

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Her entire world is falling apart…

Faced with losing her job and her apartment, Brooke is in crisis mode when she inadvertently stumbles into the world of BDSM. Intrigued, she learns everything she can about submission and finds she craves some aspects of masochism.

He’s not a sadist…

Carter’s been watching the gorgeous redhead learn the ropes in his club. She won’t meet his gaze. Her secrets will probably terrify him. And her desires run in a direction that makes him uneasy.

She needs the release only a firm sadist can provide…

Her haunting past has led her to release her stress through spankings, floggings, and whippings. She is leery about his suggestion that she can get the same results from the more sensual elements of the lifestyle.

He has to let her go…

No matter how badly he would like to collar her, she must face her past head on and find herself before she can truly belong to him.

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Just when I think Becca Jameson can’t possibly make a series any hotter, she does just that.

Carter has been falling for Brooke since he first met her. He watched as Faith introduced her to the lifestyle in the hours before the club opened. He had given her the paperwork and told her to call him with any questions, but it was Faith she turned to.

Brooke’s day has been a total disaster, she lost her apartment, which she knew, but losing her job came as a horrible surprise. In spite of that she decides to keep her appointment with Faith. One last release and she’ll never go back to the club again.

Now that Faith has given in to her true submission with Rowan, she is doing a final scene with Brooke before turning her over to Carter for aftercare and hopefully more training.

This is a favorite scene when Carter follows her as she flees the club.

At fifteen minutes, he gave up. Impatience ate a hole in him. He put the truck in drive and turned into the lot. He approached slowly, turning his lights off as he got closer, hoping to see in her windshield.

For a moment, his heart stopped. She wasn’t in the car. He couldn’t see any evidence of her at all. He panicked. Was she so desperate to rid herself of him that she’d taken off on foot?

He parked several yards from her Pontiac, turned off his engine, and jumped from his truck. He jogged the distance from his vehicle to hers and came to a sudden stop when he saw inside.

For a moment, he couldn’t breathe, and then he let out a long, slow exhale. She was inside, curled on her side in the fully reclined driver’s seat, a pillow stuffed beneath her head, a blanket covering her body. She didn’t move. She didn’t appear to know anyone had approached.

Another glance at her back seat filled in the blanks. She wasn’t waiting on him to leave so he wouldn’t follow her home. She didn’t have a home. This car was her home.

He staggered back a few steps, trying to control his emotions. Fuck. Why was she homeless? She had a job. He doubted it paid well, but it was a job. Why was she living in her car?

He ran a hand through his hair, pacing back and forth, trying to pull his emotions together so that when he approached, he wouldn’t scare the fuck out of her.

Finally, several deep breaths later, he closed the distance and leaned against her car. Before he could figure out what to do next, she bolted upright. His shadow must have alerted her. At least she wasn’t fully asleep. He feared he’d scare the piss out of her if he rapped on the window.

“Jesus,” she shouted, setting a hand over her heart. “Are you kidding me?”

He waited.

She turned her head away from him and stared out the passenger window, her chest rising and falling with every breath.

“Brooke,” he said loud enough to reach her, “open the door.”

“No.”

It occurred to him that he’d never heard her cuss. The harshest word she’d said since he met her was Jesus, spoken a few seconds ago. “Open the door,” he repeated. “I’m not leaving.”

She flopped back down on her side and curled into a ball, drawing her knees up to her chest. She looked so small and vulnerable. Was she crying?

Her body shook. Yeah. She was crying.

Dammit.

He lowered his voice. “Brooke… Baby, please open the door.”

She didn’t obey his command, but she did curl in deeper, turn farther away, and sob harder. He could hear her now.

“Baby, please…” His chest literally hurt for her. What happened in her life to bring her to this moment? He had no idea, but he fully intended to fix whatever it was.

He knew very little about this woman, but it didn’t matter. It was enough. She was alone. She was homeless. She was hurting. She needed help. Even if she never gave in to his advances, he would not leave her like this.

She cried for a while.

He waited, both hands on her car door, leaning in, watching, hurting for her, praying she would open the door.

Finally, she glanced at him and blinked. She rolled partially onto her back and stared at him forever. She swallowed— weighing her options?

The standoff continued. He waited some more, not moving. Not giving in. He would never give in.

She clenched the blanket with her fists and pursed her lips.

He waited.

She took several deep breaths, her body relaxing marginally. Streaks of tears dried on her face.

He wanted to wipe them away. He wanted to hold her. He wanted to chase away whatever happened in her life to put her in this position. And he vowed to himself that he would fix this if it was the last thing he did. Even if she never let him touch her. Even if she entered the lifestyle right under his nose and found a Dom who was willing to beat her.

No matter what, he was going to be her friend. Starting now. “I’m not going to leave without you, Brooke. Please, baby, open the door.”

More time passed. More waiting.

Finally, after an eternity, she reached for the lock and lifted it.
Becca Jameson. Collaring Brooke: Club Zodiac, Book Three (Kindle Locations 1162-1200). Becca Jameson Publishing.

I love Carter so very much. He does manage to convince her to move in with him but it was a long hard struggle of wills.

Filled with plenty of surprises, this book is truly one of the most emotional, hottest and sexiest ones Becca has written. Don’t miss it!

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Becca Jameson currently lives in Atlanta, Georgia, with her husband, two kids, and the various pets that wander through.

After editing for about five years she recently started writing. She is loving the journey, dabbling in various genres.

When not writing or editing she can usually be found taxiing kids to and from their activities, scrapbooking, and reading!

Late at night she can usually be found sequestered in her office creating fantasy with a glass of red wine and a bar of dark chocolate.

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Grizzly Survival – Arcadian Bears Book 5 By Becca Jameson


Grizzy Survival
Arcadian Bears Book 5
By
Becca Jameson

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Hiding one’s true self might be possible in the human world, but grizzly shifters aren’t easily fooled.Gavin Wright is human. He is also not out. He has no intention of ever coming out. He’s unwilling to face the condemnation. Lucky for him, he’s had the privilege of hiding his true self inside a fake relationship with his best friend, Paige, for ten years.

Dale Gerben is a grizzly shifter. As such, he has the ability to sense things humans cannot. Therefore, it comes as a surprise to him that Gavin thinks he’s so well hidden from the world. He isn’t hidden from Dale. And Dale is up for the challenge.

It’s a summer fling. No one in the human world will find out. Dale needs someone to help him heal old wounds, and Gavin needs someone to show him what he’s capable of if he’d just trust himself.

No one needs to get hurt. Until they do…

The odds are not in their favor. It’s forbidden to change a human into a shifter. It’s challenging to maintain a life-long mixed relationship. Gavin has doubts. Dale has secrets.

Two young girls are missing. There’s an accident. A race against the clock.

Neither man will ever be the same.

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While each of these books is standalone, I do recommend reading the series in order.

Now I don’t read much MM unless there is an F in in there somewhere, but this story is so intricately entwined with the previous book – Grizzly Promise I had to read it.

Now shifters have a totally different view of things since they can smell arousal. That was how Dane knew Gavin was interested in him. What he didn’t know was that Gavin wasn’t out and that revealing himself would lose him his family. One thing was certain, Paige wasn’t going to be able to play his girlfriend anymore. She and Wyatt are mates and he’s not going to stand for her agreement with Gavin.

This is a favorite scene at Dale’s home, where Gavin finds the way to inform Dale he knows about shifters.

All his thoughts were way too premature for action. He had no way of knowing yet if Gavin was even a bottom or what sort of kink he enjoyed. If any.

Instead, he set his palms on the counter at his sides, white-knuckled the marble, and forced himself to remain where he was. “So, what do you do when you aren’t pretending to be in a het relationship?”

Gavin swallowed, setting his bottle on the island. “If everyone in this town is as intuitive as you, we’re in a heap of trouble.”

Dale frowned. “Why? I’m not understanding the need for the pretense.”

Gavin sighed. “It’s a long story.”

“You’re not out.” How had he not thought of that before now? Inwardly, he cringed. Outwardly, he stood rigid, pleading with whatever power of the universe that had made him attracted to this most inappropriate man. So far there was nothing about Gavin that Dale would normally find attractive. He was human. He wasn’t out. Worse—he was so totally not out that he lived in a pretend world with a fake het relationship. The man didn’t even like beer. He was a freaking college student. Dale didn’t go for anyone with even one of those qualities. Ever. And yet.

Gavin winced, lifting his gaze. “No.”

“And you’re hiding behind a fake relationship? That’s cold.” He stiffened. Why would any woman consent to such an arrangement?

Gavin shook his head. “It’s not quite as unequal as you’re envisioning, and I’ve never once forced Paige to continue the farce. She’s free to pretend to break up with me anytime she wants. In fact, I wish she would. It seems Wyatt Arthur is her…uh…whatever you want to call him.” His gaze darted to the counter where he reached for his beer and traced his finger through the condensation on the outside of the bottle. Had he been about to say mate?

This was always a conundrum whenever a shifter met a full human—figuring out how much they knew without giving away anything unnecessary. Though it was interesting to note that Gavin could have simply asked Paige if Dale was a shifter and they wouldn’t be engaged in this awkward dance.

Dale nearly slapped his forehead when it occurred to him that Paige had no idea Gavin was here in his house. Why was he keeping this secret from Paige? So many questions. He decided to fall back on his regular standard method of inquisition to put an end to the charade. “It would be so much easier if we kicked the elephant out of the room now rather than dance around it all evening.”

The line worked perfectly. Any human with no knowledge of shifters would assume he was speaking of sex. Any human who was well informed would react totally differently.

Gavin hesitated and then chose not to take the bait. Instead, he glanced at the row of windows behind the kitchen table. “I seriously doubt you see a lot of elephants in this part of the country, but I bet you have some grizzly bears.” He bit his bottom lip again as he returned his gaze to Dale’s.

Dale glanced at Gavin’s mouth and licked his lips. “More than you can imagine.”

“That’s what Paige tells me.”

Dale couldn’t stand the distance or the dance another moment. He shoved off the counter, rounded the island, and pressed his front against Gavin’s back, flattening his hands on the marble on both sides of the smaller man’s frame. He set his lips on Gavin’s ear and whispered. “The bear population is larger than what you’d find recorded anywhere. You never know where you might find one.”

Dale also has his secrets as is revealed by all the computer equipment he has. But he really loves building things.

This is an inspiring tale, wrought with emotion, missing young girls and a sizzling love story. One that definitely brought out my tears more than once and with giggles, and sighs to round everything up.

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Grizzly Promise – Arcadian Bears Book 4 By Becca Jameson


Grizzly Promise
Arcadian Bears Book 4
By
Becca Jameson

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When grizzly shifter Wyatt Arthur arrives in Calgary, Alberta, for a business trip, he finds himself blindsided by the shy, skittish woman he is certain will be his mate. In a peculiar turn of events, she already has a boyfriend—a man Wyatt is confident is not interested in women. With no other options, he returns home, hoping his mate will eventually come to her senses and give him a chance.

After suffering a traumatizing experience as a teenager, Paige Osborn doesn’t date. Ever. In fact, she keeps men at bay by pretending to be in a committed relationship with her human best friend, Gavin Wright. There’s just one problem. Gavin is gay.

Gavin has never been comfortable keeping Paige’s secret from her family, but they have an arrangement. She keeps his sexual preferences confidential, and he keeps her sexual assault from the world.

What Paige doesn’t factor into her life is the possibility that someone might one day cross her path who causes her to waver on her conviction never to bind to anyone, human or shifter.

In a twist of Fate—or perhaps Fate knows exactly what She’s doing—Paige finds herself moving to Wyatt’s hometown of Silvertip, Alberta, to do research for the summer.

Silvertip is not big enough to hide from anyone, and Paige will be forced to face her past and her future. Now she just needs to figure out how to reconcile the two and find the strength to let Wyatt into her heart.

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First I have to say I love these bear shifters. In this book we meet Paige who has a complicated past. I do have to say that having read the previous books in the series I knew exactly who attacked her a child.

Wyatt was in Calgary for his family’s brewery, their chance meeting, well almost meeting let him know beyond the shadow of a doubt she is his mate.

Now Paige and Gavin have been a couple, as a mutual convenience, since the day of her attack. A promise to keep silent on his end, and a way for him to stay in the closet.

Thrown together in the small town of Silvertip, where Paige has been assigned to research the longevity of the occupants, Wyatt begins to pursue her in earnest.

The snag, Kelly, a journalist student assigned to shadow her during her interviews. One who is way to perky and gets bored easily.

This is a favorite scene when Wyatt shows up to rescue Paige from Kelly’s shadowing.

“I was thinking more along the lines of not meeting back up today. You can’t follow me everywhere, Kelly. It’s not going to work. I’ll end up biting your head off. I don’t get along well with others.” Especially not annoying others.

Kelly pouted again, cocking one hip to the side and crossing her arms. “I have a job to do.”

“I get that, but you don’t need to shadow me eight hours a day to get your story. I mean, part of the day you surely need to compile your notes or whatever and work alone, right?” Paige hoped she was onto something. “I need time to gather my data too, enter it into the computer, play with the numbers. We both have separate parts to work on.”

That was the moment Paige realized Wyatt was approaching from behind. For the first time since she met him, she had never been so glad to sense someone in her life. When he reached her side and set a hand on her lower back, he was all smiles. “Hey, you must be Kelly.” He extended a hand.

Kelly’s jaw dropped open as she took his hand limply as if she’d lost muscle memory in her fingers. “Who are you?”

“Wyatt Arthur. My family lives here in Silvertip. We’re helping Paige with her research.”

“You’re helping me with my research?” She asked into his mind, her gaze still on Kelly’s face, which was slowly turning from shock to flirty.

Unbelievable. The woman was literally batting her eyes.

“Yep,” Wyatt responded into Paige’s head. “Right now I’m helping you ditch the reporter.”

“I could kiss you,” she returned, realizing too late what she’d communicated.

“There is a God.” He focused his attention on Kelly. “Mind if I steal your researcher for the afternoon? I need her for something personal. I promise to return her to you in one piece tomorrow.”

“That’s how you’re going to help me? By insinuating we’re about to go fuck in the nearest alley?” she shouted into his head.

“Hey, I’m just trying to get you an afternoon off. How you want to spend it is up to you. I’m not opposed to the fucking, but remember it was your idea.”

“Grrr.”

“Your silent growl is sexy as hell, babe.”

Kelly narrowed her gaze. “She has a boyfriend,” she stated smugly as if she were telling Wyatt something he didn’t know and thereby giving herself brownie points.

Wyatt shrugged. Shrugged. “I’ve met Gavin. I’m well aware. He’s a great guy. Did I give you the impression I was trying to steal Paige from him?” He widened his eyes as if he were shocked by the insinuation.

Kelly’s mouth fell open again. She shook her head. “I didn’t mean…”

“So, you’re good? You’ll call Paige tomorrow?” Before Kelly could answer, Wyatt had Paige spun around and facing the other direction. He kept his hand on her lower back and moved quickly down the sidewalk.

The spot where his hand met her jacket lit her on fire. She couldn’t concentrate on anything but how good it felt. Protected. Cherished.
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Now aside from the relationship that is developing quickly between Paige and Wyatt, there is another very interesting development.

It seems Gavin is attracted to Dale, the shifter building the deck on Wyatt’s home. Fortunately for him the feeling is mutual. Shifters are far less likely to be homophobic than humans, especially since they can smell the attraction. No closets here.

Lots of crazy things happen in this book and you’ll be turning the pages quickly to find out which secret gets revealed and how.

I laughed, sniffled a bit and held my breath too. I can’t wait to read Gavin and Dale’s story in Grizzly Survival the link is below.

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Becca Jameson currently lives in Atlanta, Georgia, with her husband, two kids, and the various pets that wander through.

After editing for about five years she recently started writing. She is loving the journey, dabbling in various genres.

When not writing or editing she can usually be found taxiing kids to and from their activities, scrapbooking, and reading!

Late at night she can usually be found sequestered in her office creating fantasy with a glass of red wine and a bar of dark chocolate.

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