REVIEW: El Pecador by M. Robinson
I am completely exhausted after reading this book now don’t get it twisted I’m exhausted in a good way. I feel as though I just gone through a gauntlet. EL Pecador was a complete roller coaster of a book. From beginning to head this story is nothing but intense, emotional and full of drama and suspense. Now if you have not read book 1, El Santo then stop reading this right now and go read El Santo. Otherwise please continue while I sing M Robinson’s praises for a book that will have you throwing F bombs basically the entire way through. Damien and Amira their story is just all too much. It’s powerful and draining and emotional and full of love, lust, anger and every other emotion you can think of. These two are fire together. They hate and love with such an intensity that you find yourself completely engrossed. And as I said this book is full of land mines seemingly going off every two seconds. I couldn’t cope with it all and I couldn’t stop reading. With “truths bombs” that will have you absolutely shook. M Robinson proves exactly why she is called the Queen of Angst. And I will say this at just over halfway through this book something happens that has me absolutely losing my mind. And the way it’s written is so clever and perfect that it isn’t until a bit later on you realize exactly what she did and the first thought that popped in my head was oh wow well played Monica well played. Brilliant just Fucking brilliant. This book doesn’t stop giving even at the very end when you think oh my gawd no way wow that’s it that the real kicker WRONG !!!!!!! It keeps going and dishes out more bombs that will leave you saying oh my Fucking god !!!!!! WTF This duet was amazing and an absolute must read. EL Santo left me hooked and and entranced EL Pecador left me speechless.
EL PECADOR (BOOK 2) IS LIVE & FREE ON KU! THE DUET IS COMPLETE!
So here 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.
You. Need. More.
You want my redemption.
My heart. My soul.
Your happily ever after…
You. Want. Answers.
And I will grant you the very first one you’re dying to know.
Why did I leave her?
So go ahead.
Turn the page.
I fucking dare you.
You just might not like the answer.
Don’t say I didn’t warn you.
★EL PECADOR (BOOK TWO)
Amazon US: https://amzn.to/2IHwPAe
Amazon UK: https://amzn.to/2vVQnM5
Amazon CA: https://amzn.to/2HFvpTb
Amazon AU: https://amzn.to/2KpJzcz
★EL SANTO (BOOK ONE)
AMAZON US: http://amzn.to/2gAECUB
AMAZON UK: http://amzn.to/2l6nAyN
AMAZON CA: http://amzn.to/2xVIu58
AMAZON AU: http://amzn.to/2xW5R3d
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.
My heart broke.
My fingers twitched.
And tears 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.
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.
So goddamn breathtaking.
So fucking 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.
About M. Robinson
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.
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.
Connect With M. Robinson
VIP Reader Group: http://bit.ly/2EZ5F34
Everything M Blog: www.authormrobinson.org
★ ★GIVEAWAY ★ ★
$30 GIFT CARD