Review & Tour: Crave Me by M. Robinson

 
 
 
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CRAVE ME
BESTSELLING AUTHOR M.
ROBINSON
COVER MODEL MITCH
MCKERSIE
COVER DESIGN THE
FINAL WRAP
RELEASE MAY 10TH

 

They say in order to find yourself you have to go home.
What if home was what you’re running from?
Where did that leave you?
Always on the other side of the fence.
Always looking in.
Always wishing you were someone you couldn’t be.
Until one day you meet her.
The one.
She was my high, but she was also…
My demise.

MY REVIEW

Crave Me by M. Robinson
Austin & Briggs
(Deep Breath) GAHHHHHHHH
5 Stars!

So, of course this one is just as good as the last one… if not better! I’m seriously thinking about changing my favorite to Crave Me from Undo Me… Nah… can’t do it… Dylan and Aubrey were my fave and always will be, but Austin and Briggs are an extremely close second! This one will go down in the books as angsty, gritty, and unforgettable.

Briggs is one tough cookie. She’s been through so much shit starting at the age of 6 for cripesake. Poor kid.. but in this case, that which does not kill you (literally) will make you stronger. Briggs is one of the strongest females I’ve read in a while. Her only flaw was her willpower where Austin was concerned. Every time she caved I wanted to throat punch her and yell “wake the fuck up!” And that relationship with her Uncle, don’t even get me started! Wow!

Austin is an ass! That’s the only way I can sum him up. He had the world the palm of his hands so many fucking times and he let it all slip right through his fingers. How many chances does this doofis get for fucksake? Yeah, yeah, yeah, he’s a hot alpha male with “fuck me” eye, tats up the waazoo, and muscles that go on forever, but it was his actions that killed me! He took advantage of Briggs more times than I care to remember, but know this… his day will come!

The supporting character cast is vast. All the “Good Ol’ Boys and their gal pals are back, but it’s that cold hearted Uncle of Brigg’s that I can’t get off my mind. Alejandro Martinez is in need of a rude awaking if you ask me. I heard through the grapevine that he may be getting his own book… Eeeep, I can’t wait!!

So, all in all this was amazballs! It was persuasive and powerful. The dialogue flowed easily and felt natural. The storyline is dark and sinister and full of grit and anguish. Ms. Robinson does a bang up job of filling this tale with more than enough tension to make the climax that much more unique. Great job!

 

Colors blended together making it hard to focus on one thing. I blinked a few times
and just like that…
I saw her face.
As if she was standing right in front of me.
Smiling.
Happy.
Laughing.
My whole world…
My girl.
I felt my lips curl up slightly at the vision as I reached out for her. Wanting
to touch her, needing to hold her, yearning to kiss her. Craving, God, craving
to fucking love her.
“I’m sorry,” I murmured out loud to no one but the illusion of my drug-infested
mind. “I’m so fucking sorry,” I repeated repentantly, longing for her to
believe me.
Aching for her to love me again like she used to.
I don’t know how long I sat there, staring at her beautiful face before my eyes,
subconsciously rubbing the tattooed key that was placed over my heart. I
couldn’t take it anymore, and the desire won over the haze.
It was too powerful.
It was too vivid.
I grabbed my phone. “Baby,” I said into the speaker. The ringing quickly
followed, going straight to voicemail. I hung up and tried again. “Baby,” I
urged with desperation in my tone.
Still nothing.
I tried again and again and again.
I would try until the end of time if that’s what it took for her to answer.
To talk to me.
To save me.
To crave me.
Time just seemed to standstill, as my life slowly played out in front of me. Trying
to balance in between the light and the darkness when all I could see was gray.
“What?!” she screamed into the phone, finally answering after I don’t know how many
failed attempts. “What the hell do you want now?”
“Micielo.” I breathed a sigh of relief.
She ignored my term of endearment. I hadn’t called her that in such a long time.
My heaven.
“What do you want, Austin? Why are you calling me? We’re over! I can’t do this
anymore!”  
I shut my eyes and let my mind wonder, allowing it to go to another place in time
where she didn’t hate me.
“I remember the first time I made you smile,” I chuckled, as if it had just
happened.
My nerves were on fire. The mere sound of her breathing through the phone was too
intense for me. I licked my lips, my mouth suddenly dry.
“I remember when you used to smile just for me. Do you remember, baby? Do you
remember what my love feels like?”
I heard her faintly breathing.
“Do you remember my hands on you? My lips? My tongue? The first time I made you
come with my mouth? Do you remember all the times since? Tell me I’m not
forgotten. Tell me you remember, baby.”
Silence.
“I love you, Briggs. I love you so fucking much. You’re killing me, don’t you see
that? I’m dying without you.”
“No, Austin. You were dying with me,” she rasped, knowing that it killed her to say
that.
“The first time I saw your face, I thought to myself, damn, this beautiful girl is
goin’ to be the death of me. You were perfect in every way. I was a cocky son
of a bitch who needed you then, as much as I need you now.” 
More silence.
“I had a dream about you, baby. I always fucking dream about you. In my dream you
had a ring on your finger. A ring I put there. You belonged to me. Only mine.
Forever fucking mine. You were pregnant, Briggs. You looked so goddamn happy. I
saw light at the end of the tunnel for the first time in years.”
She sniffled into the phone.
“I made love to you. Slow, just the way you love. Taking my time to touch every
last inch of your body. Memorizing every last bit of you. Making you come until
you begged me to stop. I didn’t.”
“I can’t—” she tried to interject, but I didn’t let up.
“I kissed your stomach. Our baby. Letting my lips linger there, whispering sweet
lullabies, letting her know daddy will always be there. Baby, it was so real.
For a second I gave you the one thing you so desperately wanted, the one thing
I can’t give you.”


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Me
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Me
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Me
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USA TODAY Bestselling author of The
VIP Trilogy, Tempting Bad, Two Sides Gianna, and The Good Ol’ Boys series. 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 Tabby cat.

 

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