Title: Breathe In
Author: Michelle Bellon
Genre: Dark Suspense
Publish Date: July 27, 2017
Review Source: Enticing Journey Book Promotions
Breathe in, breathe out. This
mantra gets Tessa Benson through the day.
The man she loves walks all over
her, and she just wants to get by without her heart shattering to pieces. If
she could find her voice, she’d scream.
Everything changes in one night,
when she’s snatched from the streets and tied to a bed, a camera set up to
capture her dying moment. And the person who paid to watch her die...is still
out there somewhere.
Tessa prowls dark neighborhoods in
a quest for justice, but she doesn’t find the killer. Not until they strike
again…in the place Tessa is least expecting, and where it hurts worst.
Breathe In was nothing short of exceptional. It took my breath away.
It is very seldom that I can envision a book to movie adaptation. I could feel
the thrill, revel in the suspense and see the realities of this book playing
out in my mind.
I am so unbelievably impressed with Michelle Bellon’s writing ability.
Not only did she give us a tremendous storyline, she never gave up on the
thrill of the hunt. Many times, I felt the hairs on the back of my neck
standing up. The way that she built us up to the ending was spectacular.
Michelle took our meek and meager, anxiety filled Tessa and created a bad ass
heroine. This was no small task.
Breathe
In was my first book by Ms Bellon and it most defiantly will not be my last. I
loved the writing style and the creativity of the story. I was sucked IN!
Tessa!!
Poor, poor, Tessa!! My heart broke and bled for her. I loved her character and
even after all she endured she came out a fighter but will she be able to get
back to the normal life she once knew?
It’s
been a while since I have read something as dark and twisted as this story was.
It was AMAZING! At one point, I wanted to put it down and take a break but I couldn’t,
I HAD to keep reading until the end. I wish that it didn’t have to end. This
book was crazy and I loved how I thought I knew what was going to happen but in
reality, I was tricked. It was nice to read something different for a change.
“If you like dark thrillers THIS
book is right up your alley! If you've never read a Michelle Bellon book-this
one is, seriously, her best book yet! I have loved them all, but this one
..WOW!” - 5 Star Amazon Review
“I couldn't set it down!!” - 5 Star Amazon review
Blindly, I run across the lot. As
I round the corner, I run smack into someone as they are coming the opposite direction.
“Tessa? Are you okay?”
I glance up through the stream of
tears to see a blurry image of Gerald. “No, no. I just want to go home.” I push
off his chest and stumble backward, then turn and flee the opposite direction
without saying a word, ignoring Gerald’s plea of confusion as the distance
between us widens. I pray he won’t follow. I just want to get away from this
place.
I keep running until I’m at least
a few blocks away. Winded, fatigued, and little sick to my stomach, I stop. I
lean against the wall of a building, taking in sharp gasps of air, and look
around.
Thankfully, Gerald didn’t follow. Where am I? Terin. I left Terin back
at the club. I can’t go back there. I’ll have to call her and let her know I’ve
gone home. She’ll be fine.
My phone? Where is my phone? It
was in my handbag. I had my handbag when I left the club with Tom. Shit. It
must be in his car. Fear, pain, shame, anger, guilt, all well up tight within
my chest and rise until I feel as if I will go mad. I run my fingers through my
hair and cry so hard I start to gag again. I want to puke. Get that man out of
me. Get him out!
“Can I help you? Are you okay?”
Startled, I spin around. The man
from the library is standing at the corner, maybe fifteen feet away. My crying
wanes as muddled thoughts spin around in my mind, trying to make sense of it
all. Why is he here? Did he follow me from the club? His brow is pinched with a
look of concern. He takes a step forward. “Are you okay?”
My knees and hands are trembling
violently. “I’m…I’m fine.” I drag both hands across my face, swiping away the
tears.
He takes another step forward.
“Are you sure? You seem upset. Are you ill?”
I take a step back. I don’t want
any further interaction tonight. I’ve had more than enough. All I want to do is
go home. And this guy…he seems friendly, but he freaks me out. “No, really. I’m
fine. I’m just on my way home.”
Another step forward. “Do you need
a ride?”
Another step back. Why won’t
anyone listen to me? “No. I’m fi…”
Something is pulled over my head
from behind. The world is dark and muffled. I scream. Hands go around my waist.
My arms arc outward, side to side, hoping to hit anything in my path. What is
happening? Fear, stark and white, drains the blood from my head to my toes. I’m
dizzy.
Voices bark out sharp orders but
I’m flailing about and screaming so I can’t make out what they’re saying.
Another set of hands grab my legs and pull them out from under me so now I’m
being carried by two men…one by my waist and the other by my legs. I writhe and
twist. I have to get out of this. I need to get away. What is happening? My
breath plumes in and out in short, hot gasps inside the small bag over my head.
Claustrophobia flares up. A stronger wave of panic follows.
I’m…going…to
pass…out.
Michelle Bellon lives in the Pacific Northwest with her four quirky
and beautiful children. She loves coffee, Superman, rollercoasters, and has an
addiction to chapstick.
She works as a registered nurse and in her spare time writes novels.
As a multi-genre author, she has written in the categories of romance, suspense,
young adult, women’s fiction, and literary fiction. She has won four literary
awards.
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