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Friday, May 20, 2016

5* #Review #Giveaway Crave Me by @AuthorMRobinson


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.

5 Stars isn't enough for this!! This book broke me, literally felt my heart was in my throat through the whole damn book. It was suffocating me; my emotions were all over the place. This is one of those stories that you know is gonna destroy you.

I saw something familiar in her eyes, something I had always seen in mine, reflecting back at me...pain

I didn't think you would ever top Lucas & Alex, but holy shit...this book did. The last 70% I was a sobbing mess...talk about ugly cry. My hubby came in and was like “Are you okay” I screamed at him NO! That is not to say that I didn't cry earlier either because I did within the first few chapters. This review is going to be vague because I don't want to give spoilers away….or at least I will try not to.
Each book in this series is a standalone, however I recommend starting from the beginning and reading all of them. Each one is different and each couple has its struggles and triumphs. The feels these books give you is a shot right into the heart. I loved how you get each characters POV. Love dual POV's...more insight into their minds and feelings. I also love how M. goes from the past to present. She explains the road each character takes and how they got to where they are.

Pick a scar, Austin.  Turn your pain into something fucking beautiful

Crave Me starts off right with Daisy who at the age of six lost both her parents in horrible car accident. She blames herself for the events of that day and feels that she killed her parents or at least was the cause of the accident that killed them. Her life was forever changed that day…Daisy no longer existed, Briggs was born. Daisy is sent to live with her uncle, who she doesn't know, but has been granted custody of her. As Briggs grew up, she was moved from school to school, never had friends, no laughter or love was given. She grew up in an emotionless house or at least she felt that way. Everything changes when she turns fifteen and she's introduced to the world her uncle lives in. My heart just broke for this girl who lost everything. But soon something epic is going to happen...her life is about to take a life changing turn ... she sees him...

I felt a pull towards him, like he was a piece of a puzzle that was missing from my life.

Austin oh my Austin...he had so many demons where do you start. He was lost, always felt he was in the shadows of Dylan, Lucas, and Jacob, the good Ol' boys. Half Pint and him had a different connection and I loved seeing their interaction. But what destroyed Austin was the car accident. He almost killed half pint and knowing that was the end of the Austin we knew. He became a slave to the destruction of his body and mind. He would have to live with the internal and external scars forever and he couldn't cope with that. Not only did everyone blame him because the one thing he was supposed to do, he failed...he didn't keep Half Pint safe, his parents or at least his dad practically disowned him. Dropping out of school, he takes off on a journey full of no emotional attachments, no future, nothing period except for a good time. Until he sees a vision...a girl who he is drawn too.
This girl...THIS FUCKING GIRL...Was going to be the end of me.

This story has so many levels to it...I felt at times I was suffocating from my heart being in my throat. Love, Hate, Forgiveness, Regret don't even begin to explain this story. Its like you are drowning and you are trying to break through the surface, but something keeps you from raising your head above the water...torment. I kept wanting Austin to grab on to the rope to pull himself out, but he needed to experience rock bottom. I wasn't sure if he would, sometimes people don't have that, and I was afraid he wouldn't.

Austin you're addicted to drugs...I'm addicted to you…And our love is fucking toxic

I thought M. did a phenomenal job explaining what an addict goes through and especially for those who stand by them. Its a daily struggle and I have never been through this with someone who I was romantically involved with, but I have with a family member. M. didn't sugar coat the experiences, she took a topic that is difficult and gave you truth. She gave you glimpses and some real moments to what someone in this life struggles with. She gave you moments of what loved ones deal with. An addition doesn't just touch the user; it touches the family. You may think that you can hide things, but eventually your time runs out. The lies creep up and as someone who dealt with this in their family, it has you questioning a lot. I thought that Briggs did a fantastic job with Austin. She was an enabler to an extent and that is hard when the person you love is doing something to destroy them, you want to help them in any way possible. But towards the end she held her ground and gave tough love even if it broke her in process.

The day you walked into my life I started living again.  You gave me a reason to start living again instead of just surviving 

I can't begin to explain this story and do it justice. This whole series is phenomenal and was a totally different experience from Monica's other work. I was lucky enough to be involved right from the beginning and I thank her for letting me be a part of that. I can't find the words ... spellbinding, captivating, hypnotic, mesmerizing….I seriously could go on and on. This whole series is one of my all-time favorites. This will definitely be a re-read for me and I highly recommend it! 5 Survivor Stars!! Even though that is not enough, didn't want it to end!!!

*Review by Heather Driscoll

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.
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?”
“Mi cielo.” 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.”
“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.”



Have you met the other Good Ol’ Boys?
All can be read as standalone books

Complicate Me

Forbid Me

Undo Me

Crave 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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