Filthy English by Ilsa Madden-Mills | Book Tour | Review
Blurb:
Two weeks before her wedding, Remi Montague's fiance drops her faster than a drunken soroity 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.
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. He 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 very good thing I've ever wanted."
His taut restraint snapped, and he swayed into me. "God, I can't tell you no."
New York Times and USA Today Bestselling 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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My Review
**Blogger Note: I received an ARC from the author in exchange for an honest review.**
Filthy English is the companion novel to Dirty English. This is Dax's story.
Filthy English centers around Dax Blay, twin brother to Declan Blay. Dax is a party boy, frat brother, but when he spends a weekend during the start of his freshman year with Remi, she turns his world upside down, or at least she thinks she did.
Fast forward three years later when they just so happen to run into each other in a London Nightclub. They have a long, hot week of catching up. Things get intense, their past comes back to haunt them, as well as old feelings.
I freaking loved Dax and Remi. It was also nice to see Declan and Elizabeth here and there throughout the book. But I have to say, I loved Dax and Remi's story better. Their story doesn't fail to show you true love does conquer.
Dax is a playboy but you can clearly see he has it out for Remi. She is the girl who got away... When he runs into her, in London no less, fate is giving him a second chance. But, of course, things get all screwed up. Shit goes down and hearts are broken.
Remi likes to push his buttons. She knows just which ones to hit and Dax falls for it. He is the tough guy, fighter, bad boy but underneath it all, Remi is the only one who can break though his shell.
This book opened up and I fell right through. Ilsa did it again. Funny, edgy, loving characters. She likes to push all the limits with her characters and it bleeds through the pages.
5 Stars!
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