Blog Tour~ El Diablo by M. Robinson
BLOG TOUR September 6th-20th
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.
“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.
Even the Devil was an Angel before~ That is Alejandro Martinez in a nut shell. The Angel turned bad, hardened and hallowed out from years of conditioning and losing those who would have brought him to the light.
El Diablo is perfection in evolution. What do I mean? Well we see Alejandro Martinez as a young 14
year old Cocky teenager changing from innocent to what he later evolves into.... Fear personification.
But it is more than just his history of fear and death, no this book shows us all the things he hides from the world, his heart battling with him to let the light in. The light that he fights for the entirety of his life.... Lexi.
Lexi, never feeling the love that all children should feel from a father or a mother, hungers for love, finding herself drawn to the one man that has no heart.
Yes, this is more than just the story of the devil incarnate, this is a beautiful and pain filled romance of two heart beating for one another battling out who will conquer or dominate the other.
I loved, yes there was no doubt that I would as I have read all of M's books. Her words bring the pictures to my mind playing out the scenes she sets up for me. I can see Alejandro's beautiful yet haunting green eyes. I can picture Lexi dancing Swan Lake. Most of all I could feel her heart ache as her broke it over and over again. The love hate relationship that I had with Martinez as I read it, was a tsunami of emotions every time he showed me how he truly could love freely, only to drown in pain when he snatches it all away. I felt it all. EL Diablo.
El Diablo is perfection in evolution. What do I mean? Well we see Alejandro Martinez as a young 14
year old Cocky teenager changing from innocent to what he later evolves into.... Fear personification.
But it is more than just his history of fear and death, no this book shows us all the things he hides from the world, his heart battling with him to let the light in. The light that he fights for the entirety of his life.... Lexi.
Lexi, never feeling the love that all children should feel from a father or a mother, hungers for love, finding herself drawn to the one man that has no heart.
Yes, this is more than just the story of the devil incarnate, this is a beautiful and pain filled romance of two heart beating for one another battling out who will conquer or dominate the other.
I loved, yes there was no doubt that I would as I have read all of M's books. Her words bring the pictures to my mind playing out the scenes she sets up for me. I can see Alejandro's beautiful yet haunting green eyes. I can picture Lexi dancing Swan Lake. Most of all I could feel her heart ache as her broke it over and over again. The love hate relationship that I had with Martinez as I read it, was a tsunami of emotions every time he showed me how he truly could love freely, only to drown in pain when he snatches it all away. I felt it all. EL Diablo.
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.
SIGNED EL DIABLO PAPERBACK
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