Choosing You by M. Robinson
My rating: 5 of 5 stars

“You’re nothing but a sorry excuse of a man who abandoned his kids when they needed him the most!”

M. Robinson’s one of my favorite authors and after leaving me reeling with a searing cliffhanger at the end of Choosing Us, book one of the Pierced Hearts Duet, I couldn’t have gotten the blogger’s copy of Choosing You soon enough. As it is, I had to wait roughly six weeks, and it was true torture! However, now that I had the opportunity to read both books back to back, I can’t tell you how unbelieving wonderful this duet is. Choosing You was A-freaking-Mazing, utterly captivating and unputdownable!!!

My heart strings were pulled like puppet cords, dancing in my body. And he was the puppeteer.

Choosing You is the conclusion to the Pierced Hearts Duet, and it was everything I wanted it to be and more! The storyline picks up immediately where readers were left foundering after Choosing Us. Yet, Choosing You offers more of traditional M. Robinson romance hallmarks. The book is exceptionally sexxxy—like, have your spouses on standby or your batteries charged because a cold shower won’t save you from the heat of this one. 😉 And the angst, ohhhh, the unbelievable angst… it’s intense and gut-wrenching. Then, while still told in dual POVs, readers get more from Aiden’s perspective in the present and not just strictly his POV in the past tense. Aiden is sexy as hell and M’s done me proud once again by writing a hero that’s alpha in all the ways I love but a tortured hero who’s utterly irresistible. Choosing You will answer all the questions that readers were left with at the conclusion of Choosing US including all the things that were intentionally left ambiguous for readers during the first book. M’s writing is beautifully vivid and paints itself within the walls of your mind. You will see each scene unfolding and experience each emotion with the characters.

There was no denying the fire that lived inside of her, and now it lived inside of my house as of today. How long until it exploded? Burning us both alive.

M. Robinson is known for writing angsty, gut-wrenching romance with characters who experience the seven layers of hell before they’re able to finally achieve that beautiful HEA at the very end of a book. And don’t get me wrong, The Pierced Hearts duet is still M living up to her notorious ways, yet this duet introduced a side of M’s writing that I haven’t ever experienced before—and I have read every book in her catalog—humor!! The Pierced Heart Books literally had me LOL-ing on the regular. M is definitely one of my absolute favorite authors for truly angsty reads because I am usually almost sick how much my stomach turns reading her words and she truly is the Queen much like her tagline states. And the Pierced Hearts books were angsty in a very realistic way, yet although upon further reflection after reading the conclusion to the duet, I don’t feel these books were quite as angsty as the vast majority of her other works. Be prepared for a vast array of emotions while reading this story. I laughed uncontrollably, but I also cried for a good chunk of the story—and for the record, I don’t cry easy! I couldn’t give this book enough stars… it truly deserves more than 5 stars! Pick up the Pierce Heart Books and start reading now! You’ll be binge reading everything in M. Robinson’s catalog in short order because her words are incredibly addictive. When I discover her, She had a mere 6 books in her backstock, and I read them back to back and I have yet to meet anyone who has been able to say she was one and done with this author!

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The emotions she stirred within me were crippling in ways I hadn’t expected.

For the first time in a long time, things felt right. She felt right. Being here… For Journey. My kids. For me, too?

We locked eyes, and for a split second, I saw something familiar in his bright blue stare. A raw, agonizing burn. A pain.

Camila was bringing me back to life. And I’d be fucking lying if I said I didn’t want her to.

I’d always been a man of few words. To me, actions always spoke much louder and clearer than any sentence could provide. Yet there I was, laying it all out for her. Word by word, sentence by sentence, making my thoughts and emotions known. Why? Because for the first time in my life, I saw a future with a woman who wasn’t my wife. Hurting and healing me all at once.