DUAL COVER REVEAL & RELEASE BLITZ
COVER REVEAL: EL PECADOR (BOOK 2) & LOST BOY
(STANDALONE)
(STANDALONE)
USA TODAY BESTSELLING AUTHOR M. ROBINSON
COVER MODELS: ENRICO RAVENNA & STEPHEN JAMES
COVER DESIGN: THE FINAL WRAP
EL PECADOR
(BOOK 2) IS LIVE!
THE DUET IS COMPLETE!
(BOOK 2) IS LIVE!
THE DUET IS COMPLETE!
So here
you are…
you are…
Turning
the pages, opening the next chapters of my life—wanting to know the next truths
of my sins. As if the first half of my life wasn’t enough.
the pages, opening the next chapters of my life—wanting to know the next truths
of my sins. As if the first half of my life wasn’t enough.
You. Need.
More.
More.
You want
my redemption.
my redemption.
My heart.
My soul.
My soul.
Your
happily ever after…
happily ever after…
You. Want.
Answers.
Answers.
And I will
grant you the very first one you’re dying to know.
grant you the very first one you’re dying to know.
Why did I
leave her?
leave her?
So go
ahead.
ahead.
Turn the
page.
page.
I fucking
dare you.
dare you.
You just
might not like the answer.
might not like the answer.
Don’t say
I didn’t warn you.
I didn’t warn you.
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24TH, 2018
24TH, 2018
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She
couldn’t take it anymore and started pushing me to get free from my grasp.
“Stop! I hate you, Damien! Do you hear me? I fucking hate you!” she yelled over
and over again, aching to make herself and me believe it.
couldn’t take it anymore and started pushing me to get free from my grasp.
“Stop! I hate you, Damien! Do you hear me? I fucking hate you!” she yelled over
and over again, aching to make herself and me believe it.
My heart
broke.
broke.
My fingers
twitched.
twitched.
And tears
threatened to surface.
threatened to surface.
However, I
wouldn’t let up and just kept caressing her, kissing her, whispering that I
loved her. Battling her hateful words with my loving ones. I could feel she was
reaching her breaking point, as much as she could. Her wrist suddenly slipped
through my grip and she shoved me with so much force that she was able to slap
me across the face. Going full speed to do it again, but I intervened by
grabbing her forearm, pinning her to the blanket. Locking down her petite frame
with my flawed heart and beaten body.
wouldn’t let up and just kept caressing her, kissing her, whispering that I
loved her. Battling her hateful words with my loving ones. I could feel she was
reaching her breaking point, as much as she could. Her wrist suddenly slipped
through my grip and she shoved me with so much force that she was able to slap
me across the face. Going full speed to do it again, but I intervened by
grabbing her forearm, pinning her to the blanket. Locking down her petite frame
with my flawed heart and beaten body.
She laid
there beneath me, panting profusely, emotionally and physically consumed with
tears cascading down the sides of her face. For a moment, I allowed her to take
my breath away. In my eyes, she’d never looked so fucking beautiful.
there beneath me, panting profusely, emotionally and physically consumed with
tears cascading down the sides of her face. For a moment, I allowed her to take
my breath away. In my eyes, she’d never looked so fucking beautiful.
So goddamn
breathtaking.
breathtaking.
So fucking
mine…
mine…
I leaned
forward and kissed away all her tears, tasting her nightmares, her memories,
her love and hatred for me. Tenderly kissing my way to her lips while her body
continued to shudder from my intense, overpowering love. Overwhelming her
emotions and overriding her thoughts the way only I could ever do. Before
another second slipped by, I kissed her for all the years I didn’t, for all the
times I couldn’t, for all the moments I so desperately wanted to. Losing myself
in her. Almost like I was trying to kiss the agony and pain I caused right out
of her. Wanting to hold her tormented burdens, inflicted solely by my mistakes
and regrets.
forward and kissed away all her tears, tasting her nightmares, her memories,
her love and hatred for me. Tenderly kissing my way to her lips while her body
continued to shudder from my intense, overpowering love. Overwhelming her
emotions and overriding her thoughts the way only I could ever do. Before
another second slipped by, I kissed her for all the years I didn’t, for all the
times I couldn’t, for all the moments I so desperately wanted to. Losing myself
in her. Almost like I was trying to kiss the agony and pain I caused right out
of her. Wanting to hold her tormented burdens, inflicted solely by my mistakes
and regrets.
EL SANTO (BOOK ONE)
FREE ON KINDLE UNLIMITED
USA Today Bestselling Author of El Pecador, El Santo, Ends Here, Road to Nowhere, El
Diablo, The Good Ol’ Boys Standalone Series, The VIP Trilogy, Tempting Bad, and Two Sides.
Diablo, 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, a Wheaton, and a Tabby cat.
in psychology, with two years left. She is married to an amazing man who she loves to pieces. They have two German Shepherd mixes, a Wheaton, and a Tabby cat.
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