I played God while I was rotting in Hell. Thriving on control and power was the only way I knew how to live. There were no other options.
If you weren’t my friend, you were my foe.
If you weren’t with me, you were against me.
Traitors, as I called them. There were no imaginary lines. I’d crossed them all. No boundaries. No second chances. No redemption.
Not for me.
Only for her…
She loved me. Always convinced I was a saint, never believing I was just another sinner.
A fucking monster.
Until it was too late.
Except, I didn’t choose this life. It. Chose. Me.
|El Santo by M. Robinson
Damien & Amira
This story is one of woe and despair, but through the ashes of their burnt out lives seem to come hope. I wouldn’t say this is a love story per say, but more a telling of many ordeals that equal a life of love, hate, and everything in between.
Damien is a bad person, but only to the people who need a bad person in their lives. He loves with passion and kills with intent. He doesn’t need anyone’s approval nor does he seek it until her!
I loved this book. I’m sorry it took me so long to review it, but life calls and I respond. It’s a very powerful story with strong characters and a solid storyline. The pacing is perfect, the dialogue flows, and the climax is a cliffy. What? Did you expect anything less from M. Robinson. Sheesh! Stay tuned for El Pecador coming in January.