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Tuesday, April 18, 2017

Blog Tour! Ends Here By M. Robinson

Ashes to ashes.
Dust to dust.
And all that fucking shit.
I had killed.
I had sacrificed.
The innocent and the corrupt. I knew blood and I knew violence.
Never imagining I could know love too.
Mia Ryder was a woman to love. To cherish. To fucking claim. Now, forever, and every day in between.
If there was anyone I’d go to Hell and back for, it was her.
Even if meant, going to war with…
My fucking brother.

If you have not read Road To Nowhere then stop reading this review.  Seriously people.  Read Road To Nowhere then come and read not just my review of Ends Here but the book as well.  If you are not familiar with M. Robinson’s writing style or books then you need to prepare yourself for the wild emotional and angst filled ride you are about to go on.  Certain authors, for me at least, or placed in specific categories such as angst queen, makes you throw your kindle, will have you all sorts of horny when done, and kills your emotions so that you have a book hangover from hell.  For me M. Robinson does all of those things and more so I know, I KNOW when I start a book of hers that I need to mentally prepare myself for the emotion based journey I am about to go on and Ends Here is just another ride to take.

It has been a while since I have loved a love triangle as much as I have with Mia, Creed, and Noah.  I swear I almost broke my kindle more than once reading their story, and yes Ms. Robinson I would have sent you the bill.  Kidding, well mostly kidding.  I don’t want to spoil Ends Here for anyone because again this is a book, well lets be real here, these are books ( I am including Road To Nowhere in that statement) that must be experienced for yourself.  Yes experienced because you don’t just read these books, you live them, you feel all the emotions deep inside you, and you become part of the story in a way that can only happen if you experience them for yourself.

M. Robinson your crown for being one of the top angst queens is still safely in place, now excuse me while I try to put the pieces of my heart and soul that you decimated back together again if that is even possible!  

“Tell me you don’t love me. Tell me you don’t wish it were me who held you in their arms. Tell me you don’t want me to kiss you right now, yeah? Touch you, take you to our bed and make sweet fuckin’ love to all night long, until there isn’t an inch of your skin I haven’t kissed, licked, or touched. Tell me you don’t feel me,” he whimpered, placing his hand over my heart, “here.”
“Creed,” I whispered in a voice I didn’t recognize. Trying to reel in my feelings, hide the fact that he still had an effect on me.
After all this time.
“Tell me any of that, and I swear I’ll leave you alone, cuz at the end of the day… All I ever wanted was for you to be happy, and if that’s not wit’ me, then at least I have the memory of the love of my fuckin’ life.” He placed his forehead on mine, bringing his hands up to frame my face again. “Say the words, babe,” he groaned in a tone that made my stomach flutter and my body warm. His mouth so close to mine that I could feel him breathe on me. The smell of cigarettes and mint took over my senses. As if he was testing me, he licked his lips slowly, provoking me. Proving that he was right. I shut my eyes. I had to. The realization was too hard to admit, and I knew he could see it in my gaze.
He knew me. “Creed,” I panted, my breathing mimicking his. “Please…”
“Please what, baby?” he rasped as if he was hanging on by a thread.
Waiting for me to say the magic words that would set us both free.



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USA Today Bestselling Author of Keeping Her Wet, 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 married to an amazing man who she loves to pieces. They have two German Shepherd mixes and a Wheaten and a Tabby cat. 

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