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DUAL COVER REVEAL & RELEASE BLITZ

COVER REVEAL: EL PECADOR (BOOK 2) & LOST BOY (STANDALONE)

 USA TODAY BESTSELLING AUTHOR M. ROBINSON

COVER MODELS: ENRICO RAVENNA & STEPHEN JAMES

COVER DESIGN: THE FINAL WRAP

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 DUAL COVER REVEAL

EL PECADOR (BOOK 2) IS LIVE! THE DUET IS COMPLETE!

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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.

LOST BOY (STANDALONE)- COMING JULY 24TH, 2018

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 PRE-ORDER TODAY! (GET IT FIRST & DON’T PAY TILL RELEASE DAY!)

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LIVE RELEASE BLITZ: EL PECADOR (BOOK 2)

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 IT’S LIVE & FREE ON KINDLE UNLIMITED

EL SANTO (BOOK 1) MUST BE READ FIRST

 EXCERPT:

 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.

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ABOUT THE AUTHOR

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 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. 

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Never seen before NYE Scene from El Santo! Happy New Year!

 🌟HAPPY NEW YEARS🌟  Damien & Amira never before seen NYE scene :  #ElSanto   #ElPecador   I walked into Rosarío's house fifteen minutes before the clock struck midnight on New Year’s Eve. She was throwing her annual party to ring in the new year, surrounded by all her friends who were more like family. I’d known them probably as long as I’d known Rosarío, but I wasn’t there for them. I made my way through the crowd of people who were dancing around the room, celebrating the impending arrival of another year. They were laughing and cheering, counting down the minutes exactly how I was, but for entirely different reasons. I tried to be discreet and go undetected as I eagerly made my way to the back of the house. Though it didn’t take long for me to find her, I knew exactly where she’d be. The second I stepped foot out into the backyard I jerked back, caught off guard by how beautifully grown up she looked under the pale moonlight. “Jesus, Muñeca! What the fuck are you wearing?” I blurted, causing her to abruptly turn around and look at me. “Damien,” she smiled, immediately peering down at the ground. Wiping away a tear, hoping it would go unnoticed. Fully aware that I always noticed everything. Especially when it came to her. “What are you doing here? I thought you had to work.” “I’m here for you,” I simply stated the truth, not realizing what that could have meant to an almost fifteen-year-old girl. There was sadness in her eyes as she replied, “Mama Rosa bought me this dress today. You don’t like it?” I inadvertently eyed her up and down, taking in the young woman standing in front of me. No longer the little girl I once saved. “No, Amira, I don’t. Where has the time gone?” I asked, thinking out loud. Nodding to her, I added, “Why are you crying?” She locked eyes with me. “Couldn’t just let that go, huh?” “Do I ever?” She chuckled, turning back around to look at her Mariposa garden. “We walked passed a doll store today while we were shopping. I saw my doll Yuly in the window, along with the price tag on her wrist.” She wrapped her arms around her torso as I watched the way her white dress flowed in the soft breeze of the night. “I was too young to realize it back then, but we were poor, Damien. There’s no way my father could afford that doll.” I took a deep breath, knowing where she was going with this. “He stole it for me because he knew how much I wanted a doll and now, here I am almost six years later and I have an arsenal of them… because of you.” When she turned to face me again I was standing right behind her, instinctively placing my jacket on her shoulders. Providing her with any comfort I could before I wiped away another one of her tears. I grabbed her chin to look at me. “And here we are, Muñeca. Almost six years ago I had no one and now I have you. Let’s count the small blessings that we do have, eh?” “Ten, nine, eight, seven,” we overhead the party inside chanting until they screamed out, “One!” I touched the end of her nose. “Happy New Year, Amira.” She didn’t hesitate, throwing her arms around me and repeating, “Happy New Year, Damien." Except she added, "I love you.”  El Santo/Free on KU:  http://amzn.to/2gAECUB  El Pecador Goodreads:  http://bit.ly/2C1uUji

🌟HAPPY NEW YEARS🌟

Damien & Amira never before seen NYE scene : #ElSanto #ElPecador

I walked into Rosarío's house fifteen minutes before the clock struck midnight on New Year’s Eve. She was throwing her annual party to ring in the new year, surrounded by all her friends who were more like family. I’d known them probably as long as I’d known Rosarío, but I wasn’t there for them. I made my way through the crowd of people who were dancing around the room, celebrating the impending arrival of another year. They were laughing and cheering, counting down the minutes exactly how I was, but for entirely different reasons. I tried to be discreet and go undetected as I eagerly made my way to the back of the house. Though it didn’t take long for me to find her, I knew exactly where she’d be. The second I stepped foot out into the backyard I jerked back, caught off guard by how beautifully grown up she looked under the pale moonlight.
“Jesus, Muñeca! What the fuck are you wearing?” I blurted, causing her to abruptly turn around and look at me.
“Damien,” she smiled, immediately peering down at the ground. Wiping away a tear, hoping it would go unnoticed. Fully aware that I always noticed everything.
Especially when it came to her.
“What are you doing here? I thought you had to work.”
“I’m here for you,” I simply stated the truth, not realizing what that could have meant to an almost fifteen-year-old girl.
There was sadness in her eyes as she replied, “Mama Rosa bought me this dress today. You don’t like it?”
I inadvertently eyed her up and down, taking in the young woman standing in front of me. No longer the little girl I once saved. “No, Amira, I don’t. Where has the time gone?” I asked, thinking out loud. Nodding to her, I added, “Why are you crying?”
She locked eyes with me. “Couldn’t just let that go, huh?”
“Do I ever?”
She chuckled, turning back around to look at her Mariposa garden. “We walked passed a doll store today while we were shopping. I saw my doll Yuly in the window, along with the price tag on her wrist.” She wrapped her arms around her torso as I watched the way her white dress flowed in the soft breeze of the night. “I was too young to realize it back then, but we were poor, Damien. There’s no way my father could afford that doll.”
I took a deep breath, knowing where she was going with this.
“He stole it for me because he knew how much I wanted a doll and now, here I am almost six years later and I have an arsenal of them… because of you.” When she turned to face me again I was standing right behind her, instinctively placing my jacket on her shoulders. Providing her with any comfort I could before I wiped away another one of her tears.
I grabbed her chin to look at me. “And here we are, Muñeca. Almost six years ago I had no one and now I have you. Let’s count the small blessings that we do have, eh?”
“Ten, nine, eight, seven,” we overhead the party inside chanting until they screamed out, “One!”
I touched the end of her nose. “Happy New Year, Amira.”
She didn’t hesitate, throwing her arms around me and repeating, “Happy New Year, Damien." Except she added, "I love you.”

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THE VIP TRILOGY $.99 SALE!!!


$.99 SALE!!!
THE VIP TRILOGY
BY  USA TODAY BESTSELLING AUTHOR M. ROBINSON
3 FULL LENGTH NOVELS FOR 99 PENNIES





Ysabelle

They say in order to find yourself you have to go home, but what if home is what you’re escaping from. I went to Miami to discover myself; never in my wildest dreams, did I think home would become a three-letter word. 
VIP.
I was the dream. 
I was the illusion. 
I was the fantasy. 
Until him…
Everything went to hell in hand basket the moment we laid eyes on each other. 
I wanted him. 
He wanted me. 

Sebastian

I have always been a man who made decisions based on other people’s feelings, wants, and desires. 
I was selfless. 
I never wanted to hurt anyone. 
Especially her. 
The moment I met her… I wanted her. 
I loved her. 
For the woman she was.
For the woman she wanted to be. 
But most of all…
For the woman she was, when she was with me. 


This isn’t a love story, but a story about love.


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The Madam: 

Some people need love… 

I need sex, money, control, and power. 

Anyone could have those four things, but only one could have VIP. Becoming Madam was never a choice for me, it was a mandated order from the most powerful woman I knew- my mother. I was born to fill her shoes, never to make mistakes, or to show weakness. 

You are the product of your environment. They say the apple doesn't fall far from the tree; you learn from what you see, not from what you're told. Nature vs. Nurture. I learned from it all; what I saw, what I didn't see, what I was told, and from reading between the lines. 

I was raised with the belief that the world spun ONLY because of me. I held power as far back as I can remember, saw things no one ever talks about, and witnessed illegal acts of sex, drugs, and money by the time I was eighteen. 

You saw a glimpse of me in VIP, now see it from the beginning. Enter my world where anything goes; no judgments, no remorse, no guilt. You play by my rules, or you don’t play at all. There are no limits to what I can do, or to what I can show you…I will ensure my legacy by any means necessary. 

My name is Lilith Veronica Stone, and I am The Madam. 


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MVP:

Ysabelle 

I love you. 
Three words that can make or break you. 
I thought I needed to find myself. I thought I wasn’t happy. I thought I needed more out of life. 
I didn’t. 
I’m more lost now than I was when I left. I have no answers, just endless amounts of questions. It was only a matter of time until the truth came to light. I never imagined it would change my entire life and everything I thought to be true. 
It was all a game. 
Except I wasn’t a player. 
I was a pawn. 

Sebastian 

The end. 
Two words that have several meanings. I never thought I’d lose her. But did I ever really have her… 
Or did VIP? 

Can love conquer all? 







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7+ Days till Ends Here!!! Road to Nowhere (Book One) is still $.99!!!

 7+ DAYS TILL ENDS HERE   My chest rose and fell, faster and faster with every slip of his tongue. With every deep breath I took, with each caress of his fingers along my face, with each groan that escaped his mouth and with each moan that left mine.  ✭☆From USA TODAY BESTSELLING Author M. Robinson ☆✭  Pre-Order Ends Here for the sale price of $2.99! Will be $3.99 when it releases April 4th!  &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;  Amazon  /&nbsp; Nook &nbsp;/&nbsp; Kobo &nbsp;/&nbsp; I-Tunes   $.99 FOR A LIMITED TIME ONLY! LIVE ON ALL PLATFORMS AGAIN! Ends April 3rd!  ROAD TO NOWHERE (BOOK ONE)  &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; AMAZON &nbsp;/&nbsp; NOOK &nbsp;/&nbsp; KOBO &nbsp;/&nbsp; I-TUNES    

7+ DAYS TILL ENDS HERE

My chest rose and fell, faster and faster with every slip of his tongue. With every deep breath I took, with each caress of his fingers along my face, with each groan that escaped his mouth and with each moan that left mine.

✭☆From USA TODAY BESTSELLING Author M. Robinson ☆✭

Pre-Order Ends Here for the sale price of $2.99! Will be $3.99 when it releases April 4th!

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