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EL DIABLO
RELEASE DATE: AUGUST 30TH, 2016
I was ruthless.
I was feared.
I had sacrificed. Myself. Her. Everything...
Living in a world where I was worth more dead than alive was
a choice. I was a bad man, never claimed to be anything else. I’ve done things
I’m not proud of. Seen things that can’t be unseen. I’ve caused pain that I
can’t undo.
It was all my choice.
Every decision.
Every order.
Right and wrong never mattered.
Until her.
She was under my protection, until she became my obsession.
But who was going to save her...
From. Me. The devil himself.
Fate brought us together. Destiny destroyed us.
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I was waiting on baited breath for this book to hit my
kindle. With the little teasers here and
there that had leaked out over the months, I couldn’t wait to get my hands on
this one. And once I did, I couldn’t
stop reading until I was done. It took
me less than three hours to completely devour this book. It consumed me. This is just what happens when a writer can
fully draw me into their world like M. Robinson did. I felt as if I was an invisible bystander, a
fly on the wall if you will, of Martinez’s life watching as everything
unfolded.
Alejandro Martinez was being groomed to be the Boss. One day he was going to take over for his
father and be in charge of the illegal businesses his father currently ruled
over but that day hadn’t come yet. This all
changed one night before his fifteenth birthday. Tragedy struck and destruction rained on his
life. From then on, his life was
different. And as the years went on,
tragedy, destruction and darkness would become his only companions. Lexi has had nothing but ballet since she
was young. Her mother deserted her into
depression. Her step-dad abandoned her
into alcohol and then betrayed her. When
she meets the much older Martinez, she’s attracted to him from the first
glance. But the push and pull of their
attraction and his darkness is a lot to handle.
Is it too much? Or can a girl
over half his age be El Diablo’s redemption?
I was really worried that El Diablo was going to be too dark for me but it wasn’t. It was just right. Now I have to admit that prior to reading
this, Complicate Me was the only M.
Robinson book to make me cry. I can now
add this to the list of books that can make me sob. The feels that she pulls out of you in this
book far surpass her others. This one
hurt my heart to the point that I would often catch myself rubbing my chest
over it. I don’t often find myself
falling for the anti-hero, but I definitely did here. Definitely a must read, I highly recommend
this book. It doesn’t disappoint. -Peace and Love, Buxom J
“Go stretch again, cariño,” I ordered in a dominant tone. Nodding to the barre.
“I’m fine,” she stubbornly replied. Shaking her legs and arms out. Getting back into position, looking at me through the mirror.
I cocked my head to the side, arching an eyebrow. She narrowed her eyes at me, but begrudgingly listened. I pressed play, allowing the melody to once again take over. She placed her leg on the lowest barre, making her ass stick out in my direction.
Tempting me.
She closed her eyes, needing to get lost in the music, wanting to push away all the negative thoughts, already feeling discouraged. I stood, taking off my suit jacket. Rolling up the sleeves of my collared shirt as I stepped onto the hardwood floor. I slowly came up behind her, catching her off guard.
She froze, turning around, opening her eyes. Peering up at me through her lashes. “What are you doing?”
I leaned forward against her ear, grinning. “I’m helping you stretch.” Getting down on my knees in front of her.
Her eyes dilated. The feeling of disappointment replaced with nothing but lust. She placed her arms out to the side, resting up against the barre, supporting her weight. I grabbed her ankle, lifting it up in the air, rubbing along her leg as it was fully stretched, before setting it on the lowest barre. Running my other hand up her side, easing her over toward the extended leg. She understood what I was doing, reaching for her ankle, stretching. Standing back up, bringing her arms above her head, I caressed along her leg again, casually turning her torso so her leg was still placed on the barre behind her.
Her breathing hitched as I touched her all over her lower body. My lips softly kissing the inside of her thigh to where she wanted my mouth the most.
“I’m fine,” she stubbornly replied. Shaking her legs and arms out. Getting back into position, looking at me through the mirror.
I cocked my head to the side, arching an eyebrow. She narrowed her eyes at me, but begrudgingly listened. I pressed play, allowing the melody to once again take over. She placed her leg on the lowest barre, making her ass stick out in my direction.
Tempting me.
She closed her eyes, needing to get lost in the music, wanting to push away all the negative thoughts, already feeling discouraged. I stood, taking off my suit jacket. Rolling up the sleeves of my collared shirt as I stepped onto the hardwood floor. I slowly came up behind her, catching her off guard.
She froze, turning around, opening her eyes. Peering up at me through her lashes. “What are you doing?”
I leaned forward against her ear, grinning. “I’m helping you stretch.” Getting down on my knees in front of her.
Her eyes dilated. The feeling of disappointment replaced with nothing but lust. She placed her arms out to the side, resting up against the barre, supporting her weight. I grabbed her ankle, lifting it up in the air, rubbing along her leg as it was fully stretched, before setting it on the lowest barre. Running my other hand up her side, easing her over toward the extended leg. She understood what I was doing, reaching for her ankle, stretching. Standing back up, bringing her arms above her head, I caressed along her leg again, casually turning her torso so her leg was still placed on the barre behind her.
Her breathing hitched as I touched her all over her lower body. My lips softly kissing the inside of her thigh to where she wanted my mouth the most.
OFFICIAL TRAILER FOR EL DIABLO
THE GOOD OL’ BOYS STANDALONE SERIES
USA Today Bestselling Author of The Good Ol' Boys Standalone
Series, The VIP Trilogy, Tempting Bad, and Two Sides.
M. Robinson loves to read. She favors anything that has
angst, romance, triangles, cheating, love, and of course sex! She has been
reading since the Babysitters Club and R.L. Stein.
She was born in New Jersey but was raised in Tampa Fl. She
is currently pursuing her Ph.D in psychology, with two years left.
She is married to an amazing man who she loves to pieces.
They have two German Shepherd mixes and a Tabby cat.
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