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Series: Knights Rebels MC #3
Also in this series: Infatuation
Genres: Erotica, Fiction, MC
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Also by this author: Infatuation, Hetch
Three things Jesse Carter has lost. A former Marine, Jesse used to stand proud of his achievements and live by the code. But when circumstance made him question everything he believed in, those most basic values didn’t feel so important after all.
Three things Jesse Carter has found. Reborn into a brotherhood not so different from the one he left behind, Jesse finds it all too easy to block out his past and claim the role as the Rebels' fun loving player.
Until he meets Bell.
Shy, awkward, and with troubles of her own, Bell Johnson's no stranger to hiding her pain. When Jesse forces himself into her life, she’s at risk of her defences crumbling.
Does Bell have the strength to survive Jesse and his demons or is she fated to become another casualty in the self-destruction of Jesse Carter?
ARC provided by Author/Publisher for honest review.
I just finished Desertion by River Savage and I just freaking loved it. It is apart of the Knights Rebel MC and even though it can be read as a stand alone. So for me to get the full effect of the characters you must read this in order, plus you would be missing out on a kick a** series! I love reading biker books, it is one of my favorite genres, so of course I knew I would be all up on this book. This is Jesse and Bell’s story. Jesse is the funny guy in the group. Acts like he doesn’t have a care in the world, however he is good at hiding things. He is a man whore through and through and he would be the one to admit it but we had met Bell in the previous book so we can see his has a thing for her.
“Something that keeps me occupied more than the fu**s I seem to be fining lately. I don’t know what it is about her, but something pulls me to her, and each time I see her, it gets stronger.”
Bell is a shy girl. There is a reason for it. Her sister went missing 6 years earlier and they haven’t been able to find out anywhere. She believes that she is not dead so she finally decides to ask the Knights Rebels to help her. She wants Jesse but knows nothing could ever come of it but Jesse is very persistent so how can she stop?
“I want to f**k you, Bell. Im not going to lie. There is something about you”. He throws it out there, and just like every time he says something inappropriate to me, my stomach dips in excitement. How can words make me ache for something I have no business wanting?’
Their attraction is intense from the get go. I loved their banter. They both had depth and vulnerability for them to be real to me. I couldn’t help but fall for these characters.
“I’m walking a dangerous line teasing and playing with her like this, but I cant help it. I tried to walk away, tried to spare her the pain and heartbreak I would eventually bring her, but when she reached out her hand and touched me, I knew I was fu**ed. What is it about her? I know I’ll never be what she needs, but its not stopping me from getting what I want.”
“I was right when I said that this man is a puzzle. One minute, its like I’m looking into the eyes of a man falling apart, fighting demons and the next he’s playing with me. If only I knew which one was the real Jesse Carter.”
It has a good story line that had me from the get go and once I finished this, I love where this is going. It was one hell of a ride, and I cannot wait for more! River has such a way with her writing skills, it pulls me into the story to where I stayed up to the crack of freaking dawn because I couldn’t put this down. I love her originality when it comes to her own set of bikers. Im so in love, and envious cause I want my own Knights brother!
I wake up to the heat of someone’s palm against my shoulder. Twisting around, my hand moves faster
than my brain, and I snatch it off me.
“Jesse, it’s me, Bell,” she rushes out before I can take it any further.
“Fuck.” I release my grip on her arm and sit up, forcing myself back to the here and now.
“Did I hurt you?” I reach for her searching for any sign of a mark left by me.
“It’s fine. You barely touched me.” She holds her arm out letting me inspect it. I check it over one more
time before releasing her and relaxing.
“You wanna talk about it?” I study her face, eyes calm, soft mouth. She’s not freaking out.
“Just some shit that visits my dreams sometimes, nothing that needs to touch you,” I reply, shocked I’m
“I don’t mind, Jesse,” she pushes, and I almost cave. Almost.
“The last thing I want to do is talk about this shit, Bell.” She doesn’t argue or press, and I’m grateful for
it. I don’t think I’d be able to keep my cool if she did.
“Come back to sleep.” She lies back down and I follow her. She doesn’t ask me any more questions, or
make me feel like I need to tell her everything.
“That ever happens again, don’t wake me,” I warn. A menacing thought strikes through me picturing
what could have happened if I didn’t wake in time. She’s lucky I didn’t hurt her, like the last time a
woman touched me while I had a nightmare.
“You don’t always have to be so brave, Jesse.” Her hand moves to my dog tags. I don’t stop her. I’m
starting to like the feeling of her hands touching them.
“Never tried to be, Bell. But talking doesn’t help me. Never has.” I think back to the time when I did try
and it forced me out of control. Talking about those triggers only amplified my insecurities. When death
sits afar, mocking you in the dangerous confines of your surroundings, it fucks with your head; nothing
was going to change it.
Besides, my issues weren’t what I had done. They were what I had survived. My conscience wasn’t clear
and my honor wasn’t clean.
“Promise me you won’t touch me.” I keep my tone even, controlled.
“I promise.” I take her hand in mine and bring it to my lips. Maybe one day I will let someone in.
Let her in.
Today isn’t that day.
But today, I didn’t push her away.
That has to count for something.