Tuesday, July 12, 2016

review || FILTHY ENGLISH { blog tour } by Ilsa Madden-Mills

Little Dove | July 9, 2016 | New Adult Romance
English, book 2


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

Two weeks before her wedding, Remi Montague’s fiancĂ© 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.

*A modern love story inspired by Romeo and Juliet*
**no one dies in the writing of this novel**

{ about ilsa madden-mills } .

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.

You can stalk her on her website as well as get signed books: http://www.ilsamaddenmills.com
Twitter: https://twitter.com/ilsamaddenmills

{ excerpt } .

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.”

{ review } .

I'm going to be honest... I liked Declan in Dirty, but I loved Dax in Filthy.

In a story that is being compared to Romeo and Juliet, we have Remi and Dax, two individuals who keep getting thrown together only for something to tear them apart. When Remi and Dax meet up at a masquerade, after Remi called off her engagement,  they both came to a standstill when they realized who the other was. Both had dislike for the other -- more so Remi. But they find common ground so their story continues -- because really, it began before this story starts.

I truly loved Remi and Dax. They both had some things to get over, things that involved the two of them, but also things that they needed to face as individuals. One of Dax's biggest obstacles is when it comes to being in any kind of relationship, he acts young and immature -- many times, I wanted to strangle the kid. But on that same coin, when he hears of things that Remi went through after their first night together, things he was oblivious to, his protective nature of her just completely blew me away.

Their story is not easy for the two of them. There are players that you dislike at the beginning, that have you thinking at the end, "He's not so bad after all". Then there are some players that you want to throat punch for being catty. And then there's cousin Spider, which if you've read Briarcrest, you may already be half in love with that kid.

The biggest question these two need to face -- is fate throwing them together? Or pushing them apart...

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