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.

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4 “I was alone” stars!

Austin, Austin, Austin….I tried really hard to like you throughout this whole story, but you made it so hard!!  This angsty read made me crazy!! One minute I wanted to scream and the next I wanted to cry. Crave Me will take you on a roller coaster ride of feelings starting at page one.

“I wanted to save him.”

Austin’s story is part of the Good Ol’ Boys series and honestly I wasn’t too excited about his story, but knew I had to finish up the series since I loved all the others so much.  It’s not because I didn’t like him, I just didn’t know enough about him to get excited for his story. But Austin grew on me, even if it took me a LONG while. He does mean well, but man I wanted to ring his neck!

“She was like a diamond, smooth but with sharp edges.”

Then Briggs, AKA Daisy, I had very mixed feelings on her. She is a sweetheart, but, just like Austin, she made some terrible decisions. In the defense of both Austin and Briggs, they had issues. Briggs’ were way more complicated, though. Every darn time I thought the two were heading towards a HEA, the damn rug would get pulled out from under them again…most of the time by Austin!  This would be why the story made me so crazy!!!! There were even a few tears, people!!! Yes, one scene really got to me and the tears fell.

“You should stay away from me, Austin. I’m no good for you. This will only end badly…It always does.”

But, honestly, it took me a bit to get sucked in to this story. The beginning starts with a bang and I was like HOLY CRAP!! But then we had to go back to get the backstory and that was where I lost interest a tad. Not all the writers fault, though. I was busy and there just wasn’t enough going on to grab me at the time. But after a few chapters I was all in and finished the second half of the story in a few hours.

“There wasn’t a chance in hell that I was ever going to let her go. I loved her too fucking much.”

The whole gang is included in this story just like the others and it was a tad sad at the end knowing I am all done with the Good Ol’ Boys. But O-M-G, that ending!!! What in the world is that about?!?! I am sad to see the boys go, but will be anxiously awaiting what is coming next, after that ending. Happy Reading!!



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
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
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
“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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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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