on August 30th 2016
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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.
Right and wrong never mattered.
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.
STANDALONE. New Adult Contemporary Romance: Full length novel.
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“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.
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.
My Thoughts on El Diablo…
I literally feel all over the place with this book. I loved many parts of this book. But sometimes when I read, I would get stuck on a little something and I couldn’t move past it. And even though I read the entire novel, there were two things that just ruined it for me. First I’ve read every novel that M Robinson has published. I’ve been a very loyal reader and follower from the very beginning when she just released VIP. I was instantly hooked to her writing and I’ve not missed a release. But with that I’ve noticed a constant throughout all of her books and now it’s to the point where it makes me want to stop reading.
First we have the term “little girl”. I can almost bet this phrase is in every single one of her books. I just wish a new term can be used. The second is that I counted seven times this phrase “The irony is not lost on me’” How do I know seven times, after the third time I read it I just shook my head. If these two things were not there this would be hands down a 5 star read. The concept was great, the story sucked me in but with the repetitiveness of things I’ve already read made me want to give up. I did push through and there were those holy sh*t moments. So with that, I would rate this as a 4 star read.
Alejandro aka El Diablo is the top man of a powerful Columbian drug family. Having to deal with things at such a young age molded him into a cold heartless killer how wouldn’t think about taking someone out if they were a threat.
Lexi also learned to deal with life at such a young age. Her mother overdosed when she was young and she was forced to be raised by an alcoholic and an abusive father. Her one escape was ballet. It was her whole life and her dream was to make it to Julliard.
Throughout the years Alejandro and Lexi’s life will cross paths. There were times I thought they were meant to be to only have Alejandro remind me why he is called El Diablo. He could be cold and ruthless and Lexi knew exactly the extent of it. She saw through him. She knew the real Alejandro like nobody did. This is a thrilling ride that I wanted to love. Just a couple of issues and it would be a favorite of mine. Even with my own personal issues I would highly recommend.