by M. Robinson
Genre: Contemporary Romance/ New Adult
Cover Model: Stephen James
Cover Design: The Final Wrap
In a world where I had no say, violence became my refuge, and nothing else mattered.
Not even my own life.
It all started the first time I heard that voice. Giving me hope for tomorrow. My first love was everything all at once.
Except, I never imagined there were secrets that needed to be shared. Lies that needed to be confessed. Truths that needed to be told.
Demons that needed to be buried.
Once I realized the depth, the longing, the sadness and sorrow in her eyes mirrored mine, it was too late. Love didn't come to me as heartbreak, it came as everything I've ever wanted. Walking away wasn't an option, but it was the only choice I had.
I finally found the price of love and it cost me...
It feels like I've been waiting for ever to get my hands on Noah's book but it was worth the wait. How hot is that cover Stephen James is just how I pictured Noah absolutely perfect.
M has surpassed herself with this book, I'll admit I thought I had an idea how the story would go but I was so wrong. It's often been said that this author is The Queen of Angst and she certainly brought it in spades with Lost Boy.
I'm not going to tell how Noah and Skylar's story plays out but I will say you'll laugh, cry swoon at Noah and probably want to throw your kindle away in frustration at the two of them.
The epilogue was everything and next up is Aiden I can't wait.
reviewed by Sweet Spot Sisterhood
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I found a Lost Boy in these pages. He is tough and sensitive. He hides his feelings after years of having them beat out of him. He longs for love and is starved for affection- true affection. He lives in the shadows of his father and the memories that bring him the most pain. He's lost and broken but he's a survivor.
Noah is everything you pray your children won't ever become while you pray they have the strength he does to persevere. It's brutal. It's depressing. It's raw. Everything this poor boy has gone through...it's just raw.
Lost Boy may not be my favorite M. Robinson character but his is a special story.
Reviewed for Sweet Spot Sisterhood
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My back hit the concrete wall with a thud.
“You got what you wanted, so you can go now. Because I can’t stand fucking looking at you any longer!”
I reached for her on pure impulse. “Skyler—” As soon as she felt my strong arm’s wrap around her waist, she kneed me in the balls.
“We’re even now, because I hate you too.”
I groaned in pain, and in her fuck-me heels, she took off running toward the exit. Breathing through the dis-comfort for a moment, I hauled ass after her. My boots pounding the wet pavement, chasing her in the pouring rain. Catching up with her outside the back of the dark building.
I gripped her arm and roughly turned her toward me, never expecting what happened next.
“No!” she shouted bloody murder, once again shoving me as hard as she could. She didn’t falter, losing her fucking shit on me. “I loved you!” She ignored the sting I knew her hand must have felt every time it connected with my face and body. Hitting me anywhere she could.
I tried blocking each and every blow, driving her further to push and hit me harder. Taking out every malicious word I’d said to her, and years of pent-up anger with herself, on me.
“I fucking loved you!”
“Cutie, calm the fuck down,” I ordered, trying to grip onto her wrists.
“Fuck you!” she yelled, punching and shoving me more, the closer I came toward her. “You don’t know anything! Nothing!”
Raising her hand up to slap me across the face, I gripped onto her wrist and spun her around before she could react. She lost her footing which only made it easier for me to carry her up into my arms. Striding over to the nearest car that appeared abandoned in a secluded corner of the alley.
“Stop it,” I warned, controlling her body from thrashing around. Pissing her off even more.
“You stop it! Put me down!”
And I did, slamming her ass on the hood. Taking ahold of both her wrists with my hand and placing them above her head. I pinned her down, and still she fought with every ounce of courage she had left in her.
“For fucks sake, stop!”
“Well then, I’m just gonna havta fuck the fight right out of ya.”
“Don’t you dar—”
My lips crashed onto hers, slipping my tongue into her mouth. Demanding complete and utter control. She weakly thrashed around, and I held her tighter against my chest, kissing her fucking senseless.
Groaning against her lips, “Fuck… I missed you…”
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USA Today Bestselling Author of Lost Boy, El Pecador, El Santo, Ends Here, 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. All time favorite books are The Bronze Horseman Trilogy by Paullina Simons.
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, a Wheaten Terrier and a Tabby cat.
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