Wednesday, November 23, 2016

Train's Clash by Jamie Begley


Title: Train's Clash 
Author: Jamie Begley 
Series: The Last Riders #9
Publisher: Young Ink Press
Release Date: November 1, 2016 


Beware of what you wish for; it might just come true.

Train swore never to let a woman get under his skin unless it meant forever, and forever only meant belonging to The Last Riders. He had believed his one brief sexual encounter with Killyama was a hit it and quit it. Instead, her green eyes haunted his memories. Then when he tried to convince the woman he was serious as his “more the merrier” lifestyle became a painful reminder of the life he lived, Killyama used his own club against him to keep him from what he wanted. 

Killyama was holding out for a man who could offer her forever, and Train wasn’t the forever kind of man. He was a Mr. Here and Now; the wicked warrior in her dreams. He might be a walking, talking sex machine, but she needed more than that. So, until he proved she was the only one sharing his bed, the only part of her body he was going to see was her ass walking away.


"Expectations came with chains that you couldn’t break from. Train would be damned if he would let anyone keep him from accomplishing anything he wanted to."

I was so freaking excited about this book. I kept tabs on Jamie's FB wall and she decided to hit publish early. Atta girl!! 

If you haven't read her books in her published order you can enjoy this book but you would be missing so many tiny details that have made this MC series one of my all time favorites. Jamie has a way of making scenes in the past important for her future books. She also gives heads up in regards to what might come true in a later book. I don't think I have been as invested in a couple since Shade and Lily's book as I was for Train and Killyama. 

"A smart warrior would try to win her hand and win the war. Bring your princess home on her terms when she’s ready."

Train has always been the easy-going Last Rider. He was in the special ops team as some of the other members. He's also a pilot and he made a huge mistake when he gave a ride to Killyama and said the wrong thing. So many things have happened since then but he has never forgotten it. Train knows he wants to be with her one more time. He actually wants to convince her to be part of the Last Riders. Of course, not all the members are in agreement but neither is Killyama. From what we know, she is loyal to the club Stud rules and to her friends. Friends she has had since middle school. She is strong and lethal but as we learned in this book she has such a huge heart but hates to be acknowledged. 

Train and Killyama are nothing short of volatile together. They would have to overcome so much to be together. Two clubs, her past, his moronic comment after their first ride together, her job, her friends, and so much more. 

“When you sleep at night, dream of me, as I will dream of you. So even in our dreams, we will never be apart.”

Picking up a book in this world is a sure treat for me. Jamie Begley has a way to immerse you in the story. She makes me care deeply about the characters and their vulnerabilities. I was happily surprised with Train. He was patient and loving. He recognized what he had and what he could lose. 
Killyama was freaking AMAZING. Such a great character. No wonder the Last Riders could feel threatened by her. She is a darn smart lady, just as many of the female characters are. 

I love one of the plot lines. I didn't see it coming and I know it's going to be something Jamie must need to expand on.  Cough, cough...Another book, please!!!

I can't finish my review without mentioning all the times this book made me laugh. There were so many. Of course, it also made me cry twice. 

I need to say one more thing. I'm greedy. I want Greer, Jo, Ax, Ryder, all the Kids and so many other characters to get a book. 

Cliffhanger: No

4/5 Fangs

Train started to get up again. “Let’s go.” “Whoa. Slow down, sailor. We need to settle the ground rules.” “Rules?” Train’s brow furrowed. He knew it was too good to be true. Killyama never did anything easy. “Rules. You shouldn’t have a problem with that. The Last Riders are big on rules, remember?” “Tell me what they are, and I’ll decide.” He wasn’t about to let his dick and Killyama talk him into anything else that he would regret later. “Protection. You use it with everyone.” “That’s a given.” “Even if they are giving you a blowjob,” she clarified. “Have you lost your mind? I’m not putting a condom over my dick when a woman gives me a blowjob.” Shaking his head vehemently, he made himself stop when she gave him an unblinking stare. “Then don’t expect me to go down on you without one.” Train gritted his teeth. “It’s not like I would go to you right after being with another woman—” “I’m giving you a choice. Either you can get all your blowjobs from other women, or my mouth is the only one that’s going to be sucking you off.” She shoved aside the bowl of nuts he had been nibbling on to push the nearly empty bowl of pretzels she had been eating toward him. Train stood up without a word, going to the bar. “Give me a whiskey.” “You never drink whiskey,” Mick commented, reaching for the bottle. “Give me a double.” Train took out his wallet, paying for his drink before going back to the table where Killyama was leaning back in her chair, legs crossed at her ankles. Train sat down, downing his shot. “Any of the women in the club will give a blowjob anytime I want, so you can scratch that.” “Fine. I’m better. But if that’s what you want, it’s no skin off my nose.” Reminding himself he didn’t hit women, he started to get up again, but Mick beat him to the punch, setting a bottle of whiskey on the table. “You looked like you needed it.” When he started to reach for his wallet, Mick shook his head. “Shade said it was on him.” Shade was at Viper’s table. The brothers were amusing themselves by watching the show. “Tell you what,” Killyama continued when Mick left. “I’ll give you one, and then you can decide. How’s that?” Train reluctantly nodded. “You’re not going to go all psycho when I choose other women instead?” “You won’t,” she replied confidently. “But no, I won’t go psycho.”

Jamie Begley grew up in a very small, and a very rural town in Kentucky. Growing up poor was hard but she would go back if she could just to get that feeling of going to the corner and popping open a soda.
For now her days are spent writing, writing, and writing. She would like all her fans to know one thing, “All my books are written for one purpose- the enjoyment others find in them, and the expectations of my fans that inspire me to give it my best.”