Monday, March 31, 2014

Blog Tour: Last Breath by Jessica Clare and Jen Frederick


Regan
I never really knew what misery was until the day I was kidnapped and sold for being in the wrong place at the wrong time.  Two months later, I'm at a brothel in Rio when I meet Daniel Hays.  He says he's here to save me, but can I trust him?  All I know of him is his sarcastic retorts and his tendency to solve every dispute with his gun.  He's also the only safe thing in my world, and I know it's wrong to fall in love with him, but I can't seem to help myself.  He says he'll protect me until his last breath but I don't know if I should believe him or even if I can.
Daniel
For the last eighteen months, I've had one goal that has dictated every action I've taken.  I've left the Army, turned paid hit man, and have befriended criminals all across the globe to find my kidnapped sister.  In every brother I raid or every human trafficking truck I stop, I hope the next face I find is my sister's.  In a hidden brothel in Rio, I find Regan Porter, bruised but not broken and still sane despite her weeks in captivity.  I should leave her behind or send her home because the last thing either of us needs right now is to get involved.  But with every passing minute, I find I can't let her go.
Please note:  this contains some scenes that readers may find upsetting or triggering.

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From Regan’s POV
I curl up on the mattress, hugging my legs to my chest and waiting. There will be another man soon enough, and then Freeze, so I enjoy the moment of silence while I can. My lip hurts, a bit puffy from where the last man hit me, and I touch it with my fingertips, wincing.
Then, I lay my head back against the wall, thinking. My mind is filled with the gun and the man I was forced to service, and my stomach roils uncomfortably again. I swallow hard and force myself to think of zombie movies, instead. E. I don’t know what movies begin with E. This one will require some thought. Maybe something with “Enemy” in the title.
I ponder this for minutes, staring at nothing, when there is a knock at the door again. I get to my feet automatically. God, I hope it’s not the man with the gun again. I don’t think I could stomach seeing him twice in one night.
But when the door opens, it’s not Freeze.
The man that steps in is unexpected. He’s accompanied by Senhor Gomes, the master, a man I have only seen once but hear about all the time. Gomes looked me over when I arrived and then left, as if I were an uninteresting piece of property.
The man with him is tall, good-looking, and wears a casual suit. He’s got nice brown hair, sharp eyes, and I can tell immediately from the cast of his features that he’s American.
What the fuck. Not again. Not another American jackass. It doesn’t matter if he’s American—he’s here to rape me like all the others before him. Except this time? I’ll know all the nasty, shitty words he yells into my ear.
And later, when he’s done with me and leaves, I’ll feel even dirtier because he’s only made things worse.
He looks me over, his gaze sliding to my star-spangled bikini, and I can’t help myself. “What’s the matter,” I ask, “international pussy not good enough for you?”


WARNING: If you have not read Last Hit you probably should not read Last Breath or this review.  Review has minor spoilers from Last Hit.

Last Breath is Daniel Hays and Regan Porter's story.  In Last Hit we meet Regan as Daisy's roommate.  She's in a long term relationship with a douche who is completely selfish, is a college student and regardless of her living in a crappy apartment barely making ends meet she's a spunky-fun-loving kind of person.  When she lets Daisy move in, neither of them have any idea of the trouble that's about to land on their doorstep.  Daisy, literally fresh off the farm, who's lived in confinement with her father most her life, falls for a mysterious, dark man - Nikolai - who turns out to be a hit man.  In his quest for revenge Regan is taken by mistake when the Bratva go to kidnap Daisy.  With the help of one of Nikolai's "friends", Daniel, he is able to rescue Daisy; however, Regan is sold off before they can get to her...and that's where Last Breath picks up.

Regan has been held hostage in a brothel, being used and abused by men with the right amount of money.  She spends her days making sure she doesn't give in to whatever kind of pleasure they seek.  She counts the days waiting for someone to come for her.  She's almost at a place where she thinks that maybe no one is coming...but then Daniel shows up.  She's scared, hurt, and doesn't know the truth from lies any more.  She goes with him hoping that she can escape but soon discovers that he truly is there to help her find her way home.

I knew that I would absolutely LOVE Daniel, I did in Last Hit and he proved why in Last Breath.  He's smart, sexy, loyal and strong.  He's on his own mission looking for his sister who'd been taken and thought to be sold off like Regan had.  After he finds and rescues Regan, he learns their paths aren't so far off each other.  While he fights to help her get home he finds crumbs of where his sister may be and he'll have to use Regan to get her.

Last Breath was a fantastic roller coaster of action, snarkiness, dark & gritty, sexiness.  This has easily become a new favorite series of mine.  Jessica and Jen work flawlessly together to bring this dark, mystery/suspense romance series to life and I LOVE it!

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Nikolai



I have been a contract killer since I was a boy. For years I savored the fear caused by my name, the trembling at the sight of my tattoos. The stars on my knees, the marks on my fingers, the dagger in my neck, all bespoke of danger. If you saw my eyes, it was the last vision you’d have. I have ever been the hunter, never the prey. With her, I am the mark and I am ready to lie down and let her capture me. Opening my small scarred heart to her brings out my enemies. I will carry out one last hit, but if they hurt her, I will bring the world down around their ears.



Daisy



I’ve been sheltered from the outside world all my life. Homeschooled and farm-raised, I’m so naive that my best friend calls me Pollyanna. I like to believe the best in people. Nikolai is part of this new life, and he’s terrifying to me. Not because his eyes are cold or my friend warns me away from him, but because he’s the only man that has ever seen the real me beneath the awkwardness. With him, my heart is at risk..and also, my life.

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I watch her through my bathroom window. I've placed one of my four rented chairs in here for that express purpose. I tell myself it is not creepy, as the American girls would say, because I watch everyone. But really I watch only her.



I cannot see everything. I've never seen her nude. I've never seen inside her shower. Smartly there is no window there. But I can see her bedroom and her living room and beyond that, with my scope, her kitchen. I know her schedule. When she gets up in the morning, when she returns to her apartment. If she were a mark, I could've killed her a dozen times over by now and been in the wind.



She throws her bag onto her bed and then lies down next to it. It takes many muscles to smile, more to frown but only a few to pull the trigger. I peer down the scope and place my crosshairs over her forehead. Puff, dead.
 

Jen Frederick lives with her husband, child, and one rambunctious dog.  She's been reading stories all her life but never imagined writing one of her own. Jen loves to hear from readers so drop her a line at jensfrederick@gmail.com.


Author Jessica Claire
This is a pen name for Jill Myles.
Jill Myles has been an incurable romantic since childhood. She reads all the 'naughty parts' of books first, looks for a dirty joke in just about everything, and thinks to this day that the Little House on the Prairie books should have been steamier.

After devouring hundreds of paperback romances, mythology books, and archaeological tomes, she decided to write a few books of her own - stories with a wild adventure, sharp banter, and lots of super-sexy situations. She prefers her heroes alpha and half-dressed, her heroines witty, and she loves nothing more than watching them overcome adversity to fall into bed together.


 

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