Wednesday, July 13, 2016

Filthy English by Ilsa Madden-Mills


A smokin’ hot British player…
A jilted girl…
One night of mistaken identity…


*A modern love story inspired by Romeo and Juliet*



Two weeks before her wedding, Remi Montague’s fiancé drops her faster than a drunken sorority girl in stilettos. Armed with her best friend and a bottle of tequila, she hops a plane to London to drown her sorrows before fall semester begins at Whitman University.

She didn't plan on attending a masquerade party.

She sure didn’t plan on waking up next to the British bad boy who broke her heart three years ago—the devastatingly handsome and naked Dax Blay. Furthermore, she has no clue how they acquired matching tattoos.

Once back at Whitman together, they endeavor to pretend they never had their night of unbridled passion in London.

But that’s damn hard to do when you live in the same house…

One night. Two damaged hearts. The passion of a lifetime.

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Without much thought except for comfort, instinctively I pressed myself against him, fitting into his arms as easy as breathing. He leaned against the brick wall of the neighboring building and wrapped me up, sensing my need to be grounded.
I don’t know how long we stood like that—maybe a minute, maybe five—but soon our breaths were in sync; the rise and fall of his chest in perfect accord with mine.
One of his hands traced down my spine and then up. He outlined my shoulder blades with his fingertips. His hands drifted to my hips then caressed back up to my hair, massaging my scalp.
But what had started as an innocent hug changed.
Fire licked my skin everywhere he touched. Of their own accord, my hands slid down to his waist and teased the line where his jeans rested on his hips. I went further, my fingers toying with the V at his hip until I felt him harden against me.
Lips brushed the top of my hair. “Remi . . . look at me,” he said, his voice raspy.
If you look up, you’re going to kiss him . . .
I tilted my head up and his mouth fused with mine in an instant.
Insistent. Wild. Hot. Yes! This is what I needed.
I groaned, and my hands rushed to his shoulders and dug in.
He was wrong—terribly wrong—for me, but it felt so right.
I felt wonderfully alive, revved up, as if I could crush a car with my bare hands, or push Dax against the wall and fuck him senseless. I recognized the feeling for what it was—an I almost-died-and-now-I-want-to-experience-life feeling.
“Wait,” he breathed as I ran my hand under his shirt. “It’s adrenaline. You’ve been through a trauma. You don’t really want this—”
“Shhh.” I lifted his shirt and kissed his chest, my tongue flicking over his nipple. “You taste like every good thing I’ve ever wanted.”
His taut restraint snapped, and he swayed into me. “God, I can’t tell you no.”

Book Trailer

4 stars
Remi Montague has just been dumped. Two weeks before her wedding.
Mr. Perfect isn't quite what he was made out to be.
She's lost a ton of cash since nothing is refundable and decides she should get something out of it so she and her best friend Lulu go on her honeymoon.
While downing tequila at Masquerade, a bar where patrons wear masks, she meets a man who's familiar to her. Takes her back to the most amazing 3 night stand she had a few years ago with Dax Blay.

Their time together may be memorable but the aftermath she'd rather forget.

Dax Blay. He's dirty, sexy and can have any woman he wants.
Sadly he's been hooked on the same woman for years. Yea he's had a ton of sex since their 3 day encounter but she's the only one he's never gotten out of his head.
And the woman beside him slinging back tequila couldn't be who he thinks it is, she should be married by now.

She was everything I never knew I wanted in a girl-except I couldn't have her. I didn't do relationships. - Dax

Once their identities are revealed it's a free for all of blame, shame, lust, love/hate, bickering and really, really bad decisions.
I wondered if either of them would ever decide what they truly wanted.
And Remi, I could have strangled her on occasion. Okay so your life has changed drastically, whine about it,pout, drink it out an move on not move backwards!!

Eventually they get their heads straight, one at a time, and realize what needs to be done.  Thankfully there was a great resolution at the end because I seriously wanted Remi's head on a stake.

Angsty, sexy and full of snark, Filthy English was a great read that only made me slightly hate the heroine!

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About the Author
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New York Times and USA Today best-selling author Ilsa Madden-Mills writes about strong heroines and sexy alpha males that sometimes you just want to slap.

She's addicted to all things fantasy, including unicorns and sword-wielding heroes in books. Other fascinations include frothy coffee beverages, dark chocolate, Instagram, Ian Somerhalder (seriously hot), astronomy (she's a Gemini), Sephora make-up, and tattoos.

She has a degree in English and a Master's in Education.

When she's not pecking away on her computer, she shops for cool magnets, paints old furniture, and eats her weight in sushi.


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