Blog Tour:El Diablo by M.Robinson

September 6, 2016

BLOG TOUR September 6th-20th

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.

Fate brought us together. Destiny destroyed us.

“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.







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I have been practically chomping at the bit to read this story and like everyone else, I was wondering how did Alejandro Martinez become the infamous El Diablo? How many bodies did he rack up on his journey to being one the most feared men of his time and who was the woman that brought him to his knees.

This was the story of how money,power, and a forbidden love became the ultimate demise of the one and only Alejandro Martinez.

Being the heir to a Drug Empire, Martinez knew the rules of the game. His father was feared, and carrying on that tradition, he became the same way and so much more. He became powerful and well respected in his own right but make no mistake,if you cross him, certain body parts will be floating in the nearest river. They don't call him the devil for nothing and after reading this, I knew why. 

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Lexi hasn't had a good childhood. Having a mother that was depressed and not being involved as much as she should, she learned from a very young age how to take care of herself as best as she could. But soon tragedy entered in her life and what little sense of normalcy she had, quickly became a thing of the past. But then she came face to face with the devil himself and her world was suddenly set on fire.

"I'm in the business of making things go wrong. I'm not your prince charming, and once you realize that, it would make things alot easier."

On you? "

"No. You". I know who I am. It's you that doesn't".

I'm going to admit and say that Martinez tested my patience. As much as I LOVED him, I HATED some of his descisions with Lexi. Yes he took over the family bussiness but he made that Empire into what it was. Every deal, every hit, you knew it came from him and messing with the people he loved will only get you a closed casket. 

But the moment you get a glimpse of his human side, you know that falling in love with a man like him might not be such a bad thing. I lived for those moments, I craved his love as much as Lexi did but I also craved his darkness. 

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If you think you know what's going to happen, think again. The stomach turning twists and the heart palpating angst will have you in a battle of good vs evil. Martinez and Lexi's story is not one to be missed. 

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I wish I could tell you things got easier for me.

I wish I could tell you I never felt any more sadness.
I wish I could tell you I didn’t cry again.
That my story got better.
It didn’t…
If anything, it got worse.
All I ever had was ballet. 
Until I met him. ~Lexi

She needed to stay away from me. 
I wanted her to stay away from me. 
I should've made her leave, but it didn’t matter because I couldn’t stay away from her any longer. 
And in the end…
I didn’t want to.
So instead, I watched her sleep. Protecting her the only way I knew how. Except there was no protecting her… 
From. Me. ~Martinez 

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FUCK EL DIABLO!!! It was one hella of a ROLLER COASTER RIDE! No scratch that, roller coaster ride of emotions is an understatement. I finished it up hours ago but up until now I could not believe what I have just read. If I could rate it more than 5 stars I would. But fuck me if it's not the hardest review I made. I LOVE IT but I could not form any coherent words due to the conflicting emotions I had. 

First off, that FUCKING COVER that is so hot it penetrates through my bones and a blurb that made me so impatient to get my hands on the book. Then that Prologue that kept me on the edge but kept me turning on the pages anxious to know what awaits me. I admit this is my first M.Robinson's book so I do not know what to expect. When I thought I have it figured out turned out I was so damn wrong. Several scenes I did not expect that made my jaw dropped, made me gasped and even made me pause for a while. Trust me when I say I even re read a few chapters just to clarify if I understood it right. I felt so confused only to realize that really it happened and I got it just right. You just do not know how many times I uttered a fuck and a shit and a hell with this book. How many times I paused just to internalize what was written savoring and devouring it with questions lingering on my mind. First time and I mean first time it happened that I hate and at the same time love the hero of the same intensity and this hero is the reason I wanna throw my reader because fuck if you just only knew what I went through and I tell you Alejandro Martinez is never called EL DIABLO for nothing.

"Are you aware that they call you 'El Diablo'?" 
He grinned. 
He just sat there and grinned. 
"You like that? Being known as 'The Devil'?"
His silence was deafening all around me. His intense glare stabbed me like a knife all over, penetrating me deep within my core. Making me feel hot and nervous all at once. 
"Do you even know why they call you that?" I blurted, needing to make conversation. Desperately wanting him to answer me. He leaned forward, resting his elbows on his knees. His thumb ran back and forth over his lower lip, undressing me with his dark, cold, mysterious eyes. Heat raced through my veins from the not so subtle gesture. When he caught me staring at the movement of his mouth, he leaned back and grinned again.
“If I touched you, cariño. Then you'd know why too.” 

This man just fucked with my sanity but fuck if I was not addicted with him. So you see, you cannot really blame lil Lexi, his cariño, a woman with her own past..the woman who he kept on pushing to protect but loves her all the same. A ballerina who has as much of a big connection to the devil. Them being together is just match made in heaven or should I say in hell? What they have felt so fobidden. It feels so wrong yet right. It even felt taboo at some point but thank God I thought it wrong but even then I wouldn't even care. Because despite being the devil himself lies a soft spot in his heart that made me swoon and feel loved and made me call DIBS on him. Scenes might tested what left off my sanity but that ending? It truly warmed my heart. 

"With everything left inside of me, I fucking love you. I’m yours. I’ve been yours since I can remember." 

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Ahhhh... Am I even making sense with my review? Hell if I care! I told you, aside from conflicting emotions my words are still a jumbled mess. But this is for sure, READ.THIS.BOOK. It was so intense,so raw, so hot, so powerful and so twisted. It has all the feels. It was everything I never thought it would be and then MORE!

The past.
The present.
The future.
The relentless torture of love and hate.

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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. 



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